Chapter 369 Nothing in case

"Mu Jing, promise me that occasionally you have to give your mouth a vacation, okay?"

Yi Ting took off his apron and walked to the two of them with a bottle of wine.

"Of course—no."

Mu Jing shook his fingers, "People have a long mouth for talking, and I still have a lot of things to ask Lao Huo, well—"

He flicked a glass of wine and pointed his chin to the distance.

The little girl knelt on the carpet, and Tongtong and Xiaoye cuddled up next to her, one big and two young, watching attentively Peppa Pig, which was playing on TV.

The picture is surprisingly harmonious.

But, watching and watching, Mu Jing hissed and asked Huo Yunque, "Old Huo, you are so old and you have such a thought for a little girl, don't you feel guilty?"

Hearing this, the man raised his eyebrows.

He raked the hair from his forehead to the back of his head, and a three-point evil was suddenly born on that clear and compelling face.

Mutely laughed, "Yes."

"Then you still—" Mu Jing stared.

He saw the man curl his lips, "So, I plan to spend my life atonement."

"Damn!"

Mu Jing took a sip of the wine stuck in the intake pipe, almost choking him to death.

He coughed out of breath, and his teary eyes gave Huo Yunque a thumbs up, ashamed, "Sao, it's your show!"

Yi Ting shook his head and laughed.

When they were young, the three of them had the best relationship, but since childhood, Huo Yunque was the most mature and calm one. And they, like a follower, where Huo Yunque went, where did they follow.

Now that he has grown up, seeing that he and Mu Jing have belonged, Huo Yunque is still single. As a brother, Yi Ting is still very worried.

And now--

There is still a lot of worry.

He poured the red wine and pushed it to Huo Yunque's hand, and asked, "Seriously?"

no answer.

The man rubbed his fingers across the rim of the cup, the beam of light fell down and hit him, the smile in his eyes almost escaped.

So Yi Ting understood.

But there are some things he has to say.

"Brother, she--Miss Song shouldn't be very young, right?"

"Nineteen."

"Well, I'm still a child," Yi Ting sighed. "Although I don't want to think about bad things, girls at this age always pursue freshness. We are older than her, and she is still in the future. Flowers bloom in full bloom, full of temptation age. Those boys, sweet mouths can coax people, brother, I mean just in case—"

The experience of growing up together made Yi Ting understand Huo Yunque a bit.

He looks cold, but there is a hot and crazy heart in his chest.

Once in love, it is a lifetime thing.

But there are too many unknowns in the future. Song Yaoyao is a good girl, and Huo Yunque is his respected eldest brother.

But when it comes to the future, who can guarantee?

"Oh?"

Huo Yunque finished listening quietly, raised his eyebrows and smiled, raising his head and drank the red wine in the goblet.

The eyes were stained with alcohol, but his unique ascetic temperament became more prominent, from head to toe, and even the strands of hair, full of alluring flavor.

He leaned on the sofa, his long legs that were nowhere to be placed elegantly overlapped, and his eyes were slightly closed, and he was indescribably romantic.

"Nothing in case."

He said surely.

Mu Jing and Yi Ting looked at each other and opened his mouth. When I saw the man in front of me, I couldn't help but smile.

"Yes, I'm the one who worried too much."

If this person doesn't make a move, he is sure.

He is a qualified hunter. When he shoots, basically, the life of the prey has been held in his palm.

(End of this chapter)