Chapter 407 I am not small at all

Before going to bed, Song Yaoya's mind was involuntarily floating in the dance room.

Sexy, strong and powerful.

What appeared before her eyes was completely different.

The flirty person has soft legs.

Song Yaoyao, who had already gotten into the bed, suddenly swooped and threw Huo Yunque who was about to leave onto the big bed. Her eyes were bright and she sat on the man's waist.

Get into his arms, "Teach me to dance! I want to dance the same with you."

Huo Yunque was caught off guard and was attacked.

He lay on his back on the little girl's big bed, his bathrobe hanging loosely on him, squinting, "Don't teach."

Song Yao's neck was wrapped around his neck, and the kitten was rubbing against his neck like a spoiled cat, "Did you dance for other women? Dancing is so beautiful, it makes me want to hide you secretly."

The more you get in touch, the more you know how good he is.

It seems that in this world, there is nothing he can't.

When I first met, a person who was so cold, as well as his style of dealing with things, had a cold tone.

And the Latin dance not long ago undoubtedly shattered Song Yaoyao's superficial knowledge of him.

Become colorful and rich.

Sorry and flirting.

Huo Yunque caught the jealousy in the little girl's eyes. He curled his lips and said casually: "It should be."

"Who?!"

Song Yao was jealous, she touched the red mole on her wrist and bit on the man's **** apple.

"I want her to settle accounts!"

"such--"

Huo Yunque smiled, suddenly a big palm pinched her waist and turned around.

Song Yaoya only felt that the sky was spinning, and her dominance was overturned in the next second.

The man puts his long arms on her cheeks, and when he breathes, the warm air flows into her ears.

"Then you may have no choice, because—" His eyes flashed interest, "That person is my mother."

boom--

Song Yaoya felt that her face must be very red now, so she was jealous and actually ate it on the head of the future mother-in-law?

Ahhhhh!

Why not kill her!

"Hate you!"

Song Yaoyao turned angrily and kicked him angrily.

"Really?"

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, bent over to pick her up and put her into the bed, "Sleep well."

Song Yao bulged his cheeks and said stiffly: "I hate you for a minute!"

She found that a perfect man like Huo Yunque could not be angry with him at all. Maybe she can smoke herself when she quarrels.

"One minute has come."

The man kissed her on the forehead, "So good night."

Song Yao pouted, "Goodnight kiss should kiss here~" She nodded her lips, her eyes moved.

Only a few days after she confirmed the relationship, the little girl has become more and more proficient in fancy kissing.

Blushing, looking forward to it.

People couldn't say the words of rejection, the apple apple rolled, Huo Yunque bowed his head.

The little girl immediately pouted her mouth, her face was like pink jade, soft and cute, very squeamish.

however……

The imaginary goodnight kiss did not come, and the quilt was directly covered over her head.

The man's voice faded away.

"Go to bed early, kids don't think about things all day long."

"Hey!"

Song Yaoya hummed and pulled off the quilt, her hair messed up on her head. She looked at the closed door and complained, "Wait! Sooner or later! I want you to know that I am nothing, no, little !"

She was so angry that she became a pufferfish!

To be honest, I also want your monthly pass today

Can I have it?

Look at my stars! (???)

(End of this chapter)