Chapter 755 I love you, so do I

"Of course not old!"

Song Yaoyao, who has experienced painful lessons, can already respond quickly when he hears this problem again.

She squeezed her small fist, full puppy legs.

"Brother is the most handsome! Don't accept any rebuttal!"

But obviously, Mr. Huo cares about age.

Especially in front of my little wife, I care more--

He took the phone, "Let me see then."

"Hey--"

Song Yaoya wanted to grab it, but it was too late.

Huo Yunque turned down, and an article called yys and the sweet two or three things that President Ba had to say attracted his attention.

"Brother, don't!"

Song Yaoyao's eyelids jumped and watched Huo Yunque click in.

At the beginning, I ran wildly on the highway, sprinkling dog blood.

"You are the child I raised by myself! You should be mine!"

"Your people, your heart, all yours!"

"Except for leaving me, I will satisfy you for whatever you want—"

"Be my woman."

...

"Brother...Don't look..."

The man's eyes didn't move, but his big palm accurately grasped Song Yaoya's wrist and firmly held her in his arms.

That's not it, but, the man is still nasty and funny, and he whispered it in her ear with a voice that was even higher than those of the voice actors.

"You are mine, you live forever."

"Want to leave unless I die."

"I love you--"

The last sentence seemed to be an electric shock on Song Yaoyao's heart.

She shuddered, her body was pink, "No more, no more!"

Ah ah ah ah she is going crazy.

Brother, what kind of bad taste is this, and the poster who wrote this article, is it not good to write a novel directly with this writing? !

To this extent, publishing on the novel website is definitely the existence of fire!

Write in the forum, Qucai!

"Which sentence is not allowed?"

Huo Yunque laughed in a low voice, suddenly bowing his head close to the girl's small face. The two were so close that they could even clearly see her lightly fluttering eyelashes because of her shyness, and the pink cherry blossoms on her delicate skin.

"Are you forbidden to leave me? Or for generations to come? Or—"

He deliberately paused, keenly aware that when he said this, Song Yaoya's breathing stopped for a second.

Laughter escaped from thin lips.

In his voice, there seemed to be a lot of tenderness, and he said in a low voice: "I love you."

It is a declarative sentence, not a question sentence.

Those who know how to think carefully, little romance, will naturally understand.

The girl's eyes were wavy, and the mist in her eyes clearly seemed to be flowing. She was about to curl up shyly, snorted softly, and murmured softly, "Me too."

The black hair hangs softly on his cheeks, cute and cute.

The smile in Huo Yunque's eyes never disappeared. He sighed and deliberately asked: "What did you say? I didn't hear it clearly."

Song Yaoyao blushed even more, her eyes waved, glaring at him.

"I didn't listen to it!"

"Um...what you said, I seem to hear you clearly again."

Slender fingers played around her hair, her voice narrow and her smile could not be concealed.

"But, do I love you? Or do I? Huh?"

Song Yaoya simply regarded himself as a tortoise, and arched his head into Huo Yunque's arms.

Think of yourself as a deaf.

"Song Yaoyao, can you give me an answer?"

The more shy Song Yaoyao is, the stronger his evil taste.

After getting along for a long time, Song Yaoyao naturally found out.

(End of this chapter)