Chapter 1145 I admit the wrong husband

"and many more--"

Zhong Li didn't seem to understand Song Yaoya's words, with a small smile on his lips, "I will come next time, Miss Song, I like you."

"laugh--"

Song Yaoya was amused, and she turned her head, "What did you say?"

She was too lazy to talk with him, and Qing Lingling’s eyes reflected the man’s enchanting face, "I’m afraid Mr. Zhong Li didn’t wake up? Or is he drinking too much? I can smell you and you don’t smell like alcohol? Why in the daytime? Net nonsense??"

Huo Jiu whispered: "Miss Song, you get in the car first."

Zhong Li chuckled, "Miss Song, believe it or not, I have no malice towards you. On the contrary, you are like this, which arouses my interest even more——"

"I didn't expect you to like being a junior." Song Yaoyao said coldly.

"If a male is unmarried, and a female is unmarried, how come he is a junior?"

Song Yaoyao couldn't understand Zhong Li's brain circuit, bent over and got into the car, banging the door.

Zhong Li stood still, smiling deeply, "Miss Song, I'm serious. From the first time I saw Miss Song, I was attracted by you."

"Is it?"

Song Yaoya slowly ascended to the car window, her charming little face was covered with sneers, and her voice slowly floated from the gap.

"No matter what you want to play, I just hope that you won't be shackled in the end."

Playing with it, putting yourself in, it's not worth the loss.

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Weibo

#霍先生真容Exposure!

[Ah ah ah this is a positive face, my mom actually Haugh handsome it? ? 】

[This is too romantic, right? Picking up my little girlfriend from get off work in winter, I also brought a bouquet of flowers, oh oh I admire]

[Emmm don’t know how to say it, it’s a bit disillusioned, in my heart, Mr. Huo obviously doesn’t look like this...]

[Alas, seeing sisters say disillusionment, I want to say me too. In my heart, Mr. Huo should be the kind of temperament, one of the few times I listen to him, I can feel that he is very cultivated. What does this man say... he looks handsome, but it just makes me look uncomfortable! But I really want to describe it, I can’t describe it...]

[Like a viper, a highly poisonous one. In other words, in his eyes, I didn’t see the love for the skinny】

[Are some people in the building watching too much anime? Isn't this handsome? ! In reality, if you can find someone more handsome than him, I will take your head off and use it as a stool for you! 】

[Bet on your head, who likes your head? What if it makes me ugly? Are you responsible? 】

[No matter what you say, I love it anyway! I taste his face! Those who say that Mr. Huo is an old man, he is so ugly that he dare not show up, right now? Hahaha I am so happy! 】

[Look at your husband! @宋窈窈】

[Excuse me, does your husband still lack a wife? If there is no shortage, will the maid be successful? @宋窈窈】

...

Song Yaoya was ready to wash, and shortly after sitting down, the phone started to ring ‘Ding Dong Ding Dong’.

What she thought for the first time was:

What happened again? ?

Every time the phone rang non-stop, nothing happened. Song Yaoya hung the towel on his head, unlocked the pop-up screen, and directly entered Weibo.

When I saw Ai Te's first glance, Song Yaoyao thought of this:

My husband is so handsome? nonsense! Of course my husband is handsome!

Want to grab my husband? You are dreaming!

and many more……

When was my brother's appearance exposed? ?

And roses, what the **** is it to pick her up and wait for the operation?

I am afraid that these sand sculpture netizens have misunderstood again. Song Yaoya clicked into the text, and what caught his eye were a few photos.

All kinds of angles, but I have to say that the person shooting is too good at finding angles. The photos were taken as close as they were. Song Yaoyao didn't take a single photo of leaving with a cold face. They were all standing and talking together.

and so--

Fans, Ai Te, the husband who asked her to claim, is Zhong Li?

vomit!

Song Yaoya wanted to vomit, flames in her eyes, holding back her anger and continuing to read the comments.

[Too handsome, too handsome, too handsome! ! 】

[Hello brother-in-law! 】

[Does Mr. Huo have any brothers? Can you see me? 】

[Not much to say, this brother, I will call it Jing first! 】

Occasionally, there were some skeptical voices, which were also drowned in comments.

"Boom!"

Song Yao directly patted the table angrily.

The next second, "Wow!"

With tears in her eyes, she kept shaking her hands and blowing in air.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! !

Are these people blind? Where does Zhong Li resemble her brother?

These remarks, coupled with Zhong Li's sorrowful operation in the afternoon, succeeded in making Song Yaoyao sick of him.

Seeing his name placed with him and becoming his own "husband", Song Yaoya felt that the angry universe was about to explode!

"boom!"

The study door was slammed open.

Huo Yunque's eyelids twitched, and he looked at the door helplessly.

"what's happenin?"

His voice is clear and clear, like a clear spring in the forest, which can easily calm people's inner impetuosity.

It's just that now it's a special situation, and Song Yao is extremely irritable.

She narrowed her mouth, "Brother, don't you like to show up?"

"Huh? What?"

She threw over a question with no head or tail, Huo Yunque didn't catch it, he waved to Song Yaoyao, waited for her to come, and pulled her onto his lap to sit down.

"Speak slowly, and I will give you the answer."

"this one!!"

Song Yao died of anger, "What is the vision of these people?! Even if all the men in the world are dead, I won't fall for him!"

"cough--"

Her angry face was red, and her phone could not be punctured.

Huo Yunque smiled lowly, carefully guarding her to prevent her from falling. Seeing her spreading her teeth and dancing claws, she thought of the little milk cat for no reason.

It's the kind with soft pads and not full claws.

"Then what do you say?"

His gaze flicked across the photo, Zhong Li holding a rose in his hand, standing beside Song Yaoyao. His eyes touched the word ‘husband’, and he became dark and unpredictable.

"clarify!"

Song Yaoya clenched her small fist, "My husband is obviously much more handsome than him. This year's netizens are not good. What are their perspectives?"

Huo Yun had a pause, and when he heard the word ‘husband’ spit out from that petal-like mouth, his deep eyes were deeply scared in an instant.

Song Yaoya felt a little cold, as if being stared at by a wild beast.

Unconsciously, she shrank into Huo Yunque's arms, "Brother, you speak~"

"it is good."

"Huh? What?"

Song Yaoya was impulsive, but he didn't expect Huo Yunque to agree so simply.

"That--!" Song Yaoyao's eyes lit up, and she blinked and said excitedly: "You put a nice pose, let me take a picture? I'll still edit the picture, it's fine!!!"

After so long, she would have forgotten that she had used this craft to make money back then.

"Oh? Retouching the picture?"

Huo Yunque's phoenix eyes narrowed, and his upper body slowly leaned forward.

(End of this chapter)