Chapter 741 I'll feel bad when I'm hungry

Song Yaoya put on his clothes, squinted his eyes, and forced the quilt back.

"Brother, get up, I'll take you out for a stroll!"

Her jade-like little face, still carrying the unfading red glow, painted rouge as if she was fascinating.

"Um... but I'm tired."

Huo Yunque turned sideways slightly, lazily propped his forehead against the bed.

Song Yao pouted, "What! It's me who is obviously tired, OK?"

"Oh? It's better to stay in the room and rest."

The man lowered his voice and suggested with a chuckle.

Song Yaoya shook his head quickly.

"No!" She stared round eyes, "It's not safe to be in the same room with you!"

She is firmly opposed!

and--

She is almost starving to death, okay!

"Hurry up, hurry up~ There is a month old temple on this small island. Everyone said it is very spiritual, and the night scene at night is also very beautiful. Brother, let's go see it together!

Song Yaoya rushed to drag him.

Huo Yunque's phoenix eyes narrowed into long and narrow lines, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and his hoarse smile spread, making him extra sexy.

He lay on the bed, the thin sheet slipped off, covering his belly.

In addition to the marks left by various injuries, there are some red marks on his upper body.

Huo Yunque refused to move half a minute despite Song Yao's tired panting.

"brother!"

She bulged and stared, "If you do this, I will be angry! Are you going or not? I'll look for someone else if you don't go!"

"Who are you looking for?"

"Huh! There are so many people who want to go to Yuelao Temple with me!"

Which of her classmates is not good?

"Oh?"

Huo Yunque smiled rather than smile, his thin lips lightly opened, "Boy?"

Song Yaoya slapped both hands, tilted his chin and looked at him, extremely proud.

"Don't worry about it anyway—wow!"

Before he finished his words, Song Yaoya screamed and was dragged into an embrace.

The man turned over and stared at her condescendingly, "Don't worry about me?"

His expression gradually became dangerous.

Song Yaoya quickly shook his head, and the person who knows the current affairs is a handsome man, "No, no! Of course it is to be managed! It is to be managed!" She pleased Huo Yunque with a smile, very sweet, "Brother is my guardian, you don't care about me, Who cares about me?"

"Little liar—"

Huo Yunque chuckled and scratched the bridge of her nose with his fingers.

Stand up and sit up.

"Eh... what are you doing, brother?"

Song Yaoya turned his face silly.

Huo Yunque picked up the shirt on the ground and put it on, the belt buckle made the sound of metal collision.

He didn't look back, there were long scratches on his back, and the muscles of his shoulders would bulge when he was dressed.

Not too exaggerated, the lines are superb and full of power.

"Aren't you hungry?"

Huo Yunque grabbed his hair casually, and reached out his hand to fish Song Yaoya from the bed, "What should I do if I am hungry?"

"That won't..." Song Yaoya felt that he was not so delicate yet.

"I will feel bad."

Huo Yunque's eyes narrowed, and he lowered his head and said something in her ear.

Song Yaoyao's face turned red with the naked eye.

She gave Huo Yunque an irritating look, her eyes flowed, and she was shy and courageous.

"I don't want to talk to you!"

She flopped to the ground, and Huo Yunque stepped out first.

The night view of Luohua Island is indeed as good as Song Yaoyao said.

The disappearance of the middle-aged man did not cause any waves on this island.

The phone that fell to the corner of the floor lit up again and again, and the poor was forgotten in the room again.

Yuelao Temple is located near the sea. The lighthouse on the sea is dimly lit, and people have built small pavilions by the sea. In the open-air small bar, the resident singer sings lowly with his guitar.

(End of this chapter)