Chapter 396, please

"This--"

Wei Yuanfan was asked, and he pushed his glasses, "Mr. Song suspects that you have a sequelae of the operation, and you have another personality?"

He asked in a half-joking tone, but when he met Song Wenchuan, he realized that his eyes were extremely serious.

"Are you serious? Mr. Song, with all due respect, this is rare in medical history. Actually, I prefer the phenomenon caused by memory disorder when you just woke up..."

Of course Song Wenchuan knew how funny his question was. He nodded, "Probably I really thought about it."

*

The sky outside the window soon darkened.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were covered with a layer of mist, and looking over from the top floor, the bustling night scene of the city was filled with a hazy feeling.

Song Yaoyao was out of control today, even if he stopped crying, his eyes were red and swollen like a rabbit.

Huo Yunque occasionally put down his files and looked up, and when he saw the little girl who was serious about doing homework, he couldn't help but smile.

Hearing the laughter, Song Yaoya pouted, slapped the pen in anger and stopped writing.

"Brother! You laughed at me again!"

Huo Yunque smiled and waved to her.

The buttons on the collar of the man's shirt were loosened a few times, revealing the **** Adam's apple and collarbone.

He waved, Song Yaoyao, who was bewildered by beauty, ran over.

The man took a big hand, pinched the girl by the waist and stuffed the person into his arms.

"No joke."

Song Yaoya snorted, leaning against Huo Yunque's broad chest, and muttered, "Brother, don't you ask me why I cry? And why did he come to you suddenly..."

"Everyone has a secret. Keeping a moderate distance and space will make you get along more harmoniously."

It's not everything, you have to break the casserole to the end.

Huo Yunque played with her hair and said in a low voice.

Song Yaoya wrinkled her nose, "My brother always speaks so profoundly, but I still want to know, what did I—my brother say to you?"

She tilted her head back and her eyes were red, like a little rabbit.

This angle was pierced by a light, and it hurt a bit, she couldn't help but raised her hand and wanted to rub it.

"Don't touch it randomly," Huo Yunque grasped her slender wrist, drew thoughts in his eyes, and curled his lips. "I really want to know?"

He hugged her and walked towards the lounge, where there is a washing room.

Song Yaoya nodded.

Huo Yunque wiped her eyes with a wet veil, and whispered in her ear: "He said, I am too old to be worthy of you, let me stay away from you."

"how come!"

Song Yao bulged his cheeks and pulled Huo Yunque's cuff nervously, "Then...then you didn't promise him, did you?"

Song Yaoyao was pitiful, thinking of his own brother's temperament, this was indeed like what he would say.

The eyes of the two met in the mirror, and the little girl was very nervous, for fear of getting a positive answer from Huo Yunque's mouth.

Seeing the man's apple jelly knot rolled, he laughed silently.

Rubbing her black hair with big hands, he hugged her and walked out, "lied to you."

Song Yaoyao stared, "Brother, you are too much!!!"

She angrily twisted the soft flesh of his waist, of course—not willing to make a heavy hand.

"So brother, what did he tell you?"

Huo Yunque didn't smile, until he put her on the bed, he suddenly asked: "Would you like a strawberry cake?"

Song Yaoya nodded immediately, and said, "Yes!"

The topic was easily shifted.

And Song Wenchuan, at that time he said: Our family is spoiled, has a bad temper, is squeamish and crying, and is very domineering. If she really likes someone, that's a lifetime thing. I think her husband is similar to our family in this respect.

So, I beg you to bear more in the future.

good night!

(End of this chapter)