Li Sinian's smile deepened, he was coaxed so that his whole body felt comfortable, he put his arms around Yu Sitian and got into the car, "You are so good, let's go, we won't be going back to school tonight, let's go to the hotel, I will take you shopping tomorrow! "
Although he has no rights, he still has money in his hands. It is not a problem to buy a bag worth hundreds of thousands.
Yu Sitian curled her lips silently, leaned over and kissed him, "Thank you dear."
It was originally a transaction, talking about feelings? Hurt money!
Now as long as she can climb up the ladder and earn enough money to give back to her parents and brother, then everything will be worth it!
"elder brother?"
The bedroom was pitch black, Song Yaoyao kicked off her shoes, and stepped on the carpet with bare feet.
The moonlight poured in from the balcony, and the faint light illuminated the empty space in the room.
There was no sign of Huo Yunque.
Song Yaoyao went to the balcony familiarly, and there was a tall and tall figure lying on the black leather sofa.
There is only a vague outline, with its back to her, and it is not known whether it is sleeping.
I didn't feel it at ordinary times, but when I met her, I felt that the missing was like a tide, rushing towards her one after another.
"Brother, why don't you go to bed and sleep?"
She didn't turn on the light, and touched it quietly.
Just when she was about to get close, she kicked something under her feet, her feet hurt, and she rushed forward quickly.
Before falling down, Song Yaoyao was still thinking in her mind: It's over, I'm going to hit my brother.
But what fell before the body were tears.
With tears in her eyes, Song Yaoyao fell into a warm and broad embrace.
"Why don't you turn on the light?"
Huo Yunque's voice was hoarse, a little lower than usual.
With a sense of vulnerability that is almost impossible to detect without listening carefully.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."
Song Yaoyao exhaled in small mouthfuls, and the golden beans fell off, completely out of her control.
She curled her toes and her scalp tingled.
The tip of his nose was red when he cried, as if he had been bullied severely.
"well… "
A low sigh rang in her ears.
Huo Yunque hugged her and got up, the warm yellow chandelier gently shone down.
Song Yaoyao's eyes hurt and she buried her head in his arms.
"very painful."
She acted like a spoiled child, her waxy voice was nasal.
Very poor.
"Sit down."
Huo Yunque helped her to sit up, lifted the blanket and knelt on one knee to support her little feet.
Song Yaoyao pouted, with tears in her eyes, "Have you taken your medicine? Is it serious? Why lie on the sofa if you don't take a good rest when you are sick! If I didn't look for you, I would have knocked my feet! It's all your fault! "She complained with tears in her eyes. She obviously cared about her words, but she said them like she was acting like a baby.
"Yes, it's all my fault."
He held her small face, gently wiped away the tears on his cheeks with his thumb, then lowered his head, and slowly pressed his thin lips against her eyes.
Her eyes were scalded, and Song Yaoyao flinched reflexively.
"Brother, your lips are so hot..."
With a low voice, she pushed him, and moved her small hand over to touch his forehead.
Slightly hot.
"You have a fever."
"Um."
Huo Yunque responded in a low voice, with a smile flowing in his dark eyes.
"Go and take the medicine." Song Yaoyao pushed him again.
If it wasn't for Huo Yunque still holding her feet, Song Yaoyao would have gone to her pharmacy to grab some Chinese medicine and boil it for Huo Yunque.
Fortunately, there is also a Liu Yu with excellent medical skills at home.
As soon as the words fell, the body fell into an embrace again.
Song Yaoyao froze for a moment, and gently wrapped her arms around Huo Yunque's waist.
So under the gentle light, the two sat and stood, and the picture was as beautiful as a painting.
"My medicine has come back."