No one dared to underestimate his methods. Eight out of ten of those who didn't have eyes were long gone from this world.
Jiang Tao's back felt chills, and she followed Uncle Zhang silently.
After a long time, a word was squeezed out from between the lips: "Yes..."
The voice was difficult, not like his own at all.
"Miss Song, sir is inside, so I won't go in with you."
The servant pointed to the pavilion ahead, Song Yaoyao looked over and nodded, "I know, thank you for bringing me here! You don't have to wait for me, I will go back with my brother later."
She trotted in, and there was a winding gravel path under her feet, and there were large stretches of ginkgo trees in the distance, and the surface of the Swan Lake was golden. In late autumn, fallen leaves spread all over the ground.
The blue sky and white clouds, the white European-style gazebo, at a glance, the scene is extremely shocking.
As she got closer, she suddenly slowed down.
Tiptoing around, the man put a thin blanket on his knees, half of which fell to the ground. At this moment, he was leaning on the reclining chair and slightly closed his eyes, with a straight nose and clear eyebrows.
Song Yaoyao squatted closer and realized that the man's eyelashes were unbelievably long, slender and sparse, like insect wings.
She quietly stretched out her hand, and through the air, vaguely traced the outline of his face.
From the forehead, the eyebrows, the bridge of the nose to—
Song Yaoyao choked for breath, couldn't help but licked her lips, and all her eyes fell on the man's beautifully shaped thin lips, which were said in the novel to be especially suitable for kissing.
Just don't know how it tastes—
Song Yaoyao was never someone who would wrong herself, she looked around, but there was no one around.
Very good, it is a good opportunity to steal fragrance!
The little deer in her heart bumped wildly, the little girl got closer and closer, and a layer of sweat broke out on her back.
near, near...
Just when she could feel the man's breath, her cool fingers suddenly pressed against her lips.
"ah!"
Song Yaoyao screamed, and suddenly opened her eyes.
In an instant, he ran into the man's lazy and calm eyes, his eyes were clear and his expression was calm.
"Brother, brother... when did you wake up?"
Song Yaoyao pinched her little hands tremblingly, her little face blushing dripping with blood.
"When a child is about to do something bad."
Huo Yunque twisted his fingertips, his Adam's apple twitched.
"I-"
Sure enough, he was caught!
Song Yaoyao's arrogance suddenly weakened, and she retorted weakly, "I, I didn't do anything bad...!"
Unreasonable and strong.
"Oh? Really?" Huo Yunque raised his brows and stood up suddenly.
In the blink of an eye, Song Yaoyao felt her waist being pinched by a pair of big hands, and her body flew into the air.
When she realized it, she had already been pinned on the recliner that the man was sitting on not long ago.
"elder brother… "
What is he going to do
Song Yaoyao felt that her throat was so dry that it was about to smoke, and her face knew it would be hot to death without touching it.
She grabbed her clothes helplessly and looked up, seeing a large shadow in front of her eyes.
bang, bang, bang—
very excited.
Huo Yunque lowered his eyes and bent over casually.
Song Yaoyao was extremely nervous, she closed her eyes, expectant and timid in her heart.
However, the expected kiss did not come and was patted on the head by a big hand.
Song Yaoyao opened her eyes.
The man's voice was hoarse, and he straightened up with a half-smile.
"Kids have to look like kids, like you, it's not good—"
boom-
The deer in Song Yaoyao's heart was killed.
Her face was sullen, and her eyes were glistening.
He stomped his feet angrily, "Brother!!"