Chapter 341 I didn't see anything!

"Brother, were you asleep just now?" She asked tentatively, "If I really kissed you, would you be angry?"

Her long hair was as silk and satin as it was, reaching her waist, hanging softly on Huo Yunque's arm. The whole person is extremely soft, lying in his arms, his eyes are black and bright.

In the cold night, the flower room is like spring all year round.

He opened his lips and was about to speak.

"Sir! Are you inside, sir? Country Y, uh-!!!"

Huo Qi quickly turned around and covered his eyes.

"Sir! Miss Song, I haven't seen anything!"

The tall man bent his legs and lay reclining in the chaise longue. The petite girl was lying in his arms. His clothes were messy and his shirt was loose...

Huo Qi didn't dare to think about that sultry posture and temperament.

He was afraid that the husband would goug his eyes!

Song Yaoya bit her silver teeth, she almost knew her brother's answer!

Huo Qi, bastard!

Huo Yunque had already got up over there, and Song Yaoyao grieved Baba and cried and tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Brother, you haven't yet—"

"When I'm done, I will give you the answer?"

The atmosphere is gone.

Song Yaoya lay on the concubine couch, watching Huo Yunque get up, she shamelessly protested at him with her small butt.

Suddenly, a coat covered her body, together with her head. The smell of cedar surrounded her, and before she could take off her clothes, she rose into the air.

The man wrapped her in a coat and turned to walk outside the flower room.

Song Yaoya didn't dare to be angry immediately, she froze, trying her best to avoid Huo Yunque's heart.

"Brother, doesn't your wound hurt? You should let me down, I can go by myself."

In response to her, Huo Yunque covered her small face again.

Song Yaoyao: "..."

My brother is really overbearing!

She was carried back to the room like a child and put on the soft big bed.

The man's big palm rubbed her head, "rest early, eh?"

"brother--"

Seeing him turning to leave, Song Yaoyao quickly grabbed him, "Brother, can I have a goodnight kiss?" Her eyes were bright, smart and cunning.

It seemed that he knew that Huo Yunque had always been tolerant of her, so he unscrupulously tested his bottom line.

The man leaned over, spraying warm breath on her cheeks.

Song Yaoya's heart beat fast, and she closed her eyes expectantly.

then--

I was bounced on the head.

The man’s voice drifted away with the figure, “It’s not long to sleep late, don’t think about it.”

Song Yaoyao: "!!!"

Today is also a day to hate my brother!

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On the second day after returning home, Huo Yunque became busy again.

Song Yaoya didn’t know how she slept last night. She vaguely remembered that she was too sleepy to open her eyes. She barely held her sleepy and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. Then she stumbled in like stepping on a cloud. In the big bed, fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was dawn.

Going to school may be torture for others.

But for Song Yaoyao, who has never been on campus in her previous life, every day is worth cherishing.

Get up and wash.

When I went out, I suddenly kicked something.

"Ok?"

Song Yao was stunned, bent over to pick up the half-opened gift, and remembered when he slapped his forehead. Isn't this a gift from Tang Xinrou? She was curious about what it was last night, but she forgot it later.

(End of this chapter)