Chapter 338 You are not making noise, you are good

Song Yaoya ran all the way, unable to catch his breath.

Only in a short period of time, ran to the flower room.

The flower room is a huge glass house. The winter scenery outside is bleak, but the inside is full of spring, full of flowers.

The crescent moon hung on the ink-colored sky, bright and soft light pouring down.

The lamp was lit inside, and only one figure could be vaguely seen.

The man has a sloppy eyebrow and a long body like jade.

He was wearing a shirt and a long coat over his shoulders.

Very strange, when he hadn't seen him, Song Yaoya wanted to put on his wings and fly directly in front of him. But when she did see it, she slowed down, even her breathing was controlled to the lightest level, for fear of disturbing the other person.

She walked over lightly.

The light above his head shone on the man's face, his eyelashes were long, casting a layer of arc light under his eyelids, enough to amaze everything in the world.

Charming and beautiful.

"brother."

Song Yaoya lay on the edge of the glass door, and moved both hands to Huo Yunque, and asked weakly, "Can I come in?"

The door was not locked, but after knowing that tonight was Huo Yunque’s mother’s death, Song Yaoya didn’t dare to make a mistake.

The small figure stood outside and was shrunk by the cold wind, shivering from time to time, looking at the poor.

Huo Yunque reluctantly walked over and opened the door.

"Without a lock, why not come in?"

"I, I dare not!"

She pursed her lips and murmured, trotting in and quietly grabbing his fingertips.

The flower room is constant temperature and will be adjusted over time to ensure that the flowers in the flower room can bloom to the best.

Song Yaoyao was here for the first time, and she opened her small mouth in amazement.

Following Huo Yunque through these flowers, he was used to seeing the bleak and withered scenery in winter all day long. At first glance, the flowers are thriving, and he is not used to it.

It's like falling into a crack in time and space and entering another world.

There are all kinds of flowers all around.

Song Yaoya knows and doesn't know, in short, they are all pretty.

And different from the neatly trimmed ones she had seen, the flowers in this garden grew savagely!

For example, on the shelf at the front, there are densely packed roses, and a set of wicker chairs and wooden tables are placed underneath, with a purple sand teapot on top.

Looking aside, there are pots of orchids on the shelf.

In addition, there are many green plants.

"People who grow flowers must enjoy life, right?" Song Yaoyao exclaimed. After entering here, she felt her heart became quiet. Sitting here with a cup of tea will relax her body and mind.

"No."

Huo Yunque curled his lips, "She is very noisy."

"Huh?" Song Yaoyao knew that the flowers in this garden were planted by his brother and mother. Therefore, Huo Yunque’s answer was naturally aimed at his mother, that--

She asked: "Is it noisier than me?"

Huo Yunque thought for a while and nodded, "Well, it's more noisy than you. What you say--" He lowered his eyes and looked at Song Yaoyao, "Very good."

"Boom boom..."

Song Yaoya's heartbeat was too fast to control, she opened her mouth, her face flushed.

She wanted to say, brother, you can't say that.

Today is your mother's death day, be serious!

Walking inside, Song Yaoya discovered that there was still a piano inside!

Her eyes lit up and she turned to look around.

There is also a chaise couch next to the piano. This piano looks nondescript here, but inexplicably harmonious.

It's as if it's gone through.

There was a picture on the wall, and when he could see what was written, Song Yaoya laughed.

(End of this chapter)