Chapter 561 Brother is here

"otherwise?"

Song Yaoya raised her small face triumphantly, and the invisible little tail behind him was about to rise into the sky.

The small face under the lamp is beautiful and gorgeous, especially brilliant.

Huo Yunque curled his lips and kissed her forehead.

"This is your reward—"

...

Song Yaoya changed clothes upstairs and was led by Huo Yunque downstairs.

Then I found that the atmosphere downstairs was a bit strange.

She blinked and poked her head from behind the man's tall body.

When he caught a thin figure, his eyes lit up and he shouted excitedly, "Brother!"

She swooped over and hugged Song Wenchuan's neck.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Huo Yunque was left mercilessly, and his gaze flicked over the little girl's small hand that was intimately surrounding the other's neck, his eyes dimmed.

Song Wenchuan hooked her lips, pulled her down, and rubbed her head smoothly.

"Come and see you, he didn't bully you?"

"cough……"

Song Yaoyao blushed slightly, she gave Song Wenchuan angrily, "No, don't worry, brother!"

"Oh?"

Song Wenchuan's gaze fell from Song Yaoyao's body to Huo Yunque's body, his thin lips lightly hooked, two equally powerful men looked at each other, and the air seemed to have an invisible smell of gunpowder spreading.

Huo Yunque gave a low laugh, and proactively stretched out his hand, "Mr. Song, long time no see."

"Well……"

Song Wenchuan smiled rather than smile, nodding meaningfully, "I haven't seen him for a while."

The Huo family members beside them looked at each other with a little surprise.

They are also well-informed, but they rarely see an aura comparable to Huo Yunque. The two have come and go, seemingly harmonious, but in fact the smell of gunpowder chokes.

Dai Shiqing tightened her lips. She thought Song Yaoya was just a Cinderella who didn't know where to jump out, and she had no big backstage.

Until Song Wenchuan appeared--

The thin man was dressed in black, his posture was elegant, his legs folded lazily leaning on the single-seat sofa, and his hands tapped on the armrests casually. The face is clear and juicy, and the temperament is cold.

Different from Huo Yunque's gentle and refined feeling, he is the kind that even with a smile on his face, he still gives people a cold feeling.

It's like missing some kind of human emotion.

Only when facing the little girl next to her, will it melt instantly, from the cold winter to the spring.

Song Yaoyao was very happy that Song Wenchuan was able to get along with Huo Yunque. She had a soft voice and proudly said to Song Wenchuan: "Brother is very good and treats me very well. You will know about it later."

Song Wenchuan's lips smiled more intensely, but it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

Phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "Oh?"

"Ahem..."

Elder Huo came down from the stairs, his coughs caught everyone's attention. With a warm smile, he walked to Song Wenchuan's side and patted him on the shoulder.

"Welcome, yay, don't you introduce?"

Song Wenchuan stretched out his hand, "Hello, old man, I'm a slender brother, Song Wenchuan, you just call me by name."

"Hey, good, good! It really is a talent!"

Elder Huo smiled without seeing his teeth, and he held Song Wenchuan’s hand and cordially said, “Since it’s a pretty elder brother, then we’re a family. Don’t leave now, right? The kitchen is already in preparation, stay and eat together. How about New Year's Eve dinner?"

"This--"

Song Wenchuan looked at Huo Yunque silently, and under the deep gaze of the other party, he curled his lips.

Song Yaoya curled his eyes and hugged Song Wenchuan's arm, "Brother, do you have a New Year gift?"

(End of this chapter)