Chapter 807 Huo·Tool Man·Nine

The people who really care about these remarks have gone on a happy date, and the remaining Huo Jiu is just an ordinary lecturer.

Huo Toolman Jiu calmly flipped through the papers, "The photo was taken on a borrowed spot, and the sneak shot has been sent to the police station. You have to watch the video online, and there is surveillance in the corridor of the store. Miss Song is going out on a date with Mr. Huo, she only has A boyfriend, likewise, Mr. Huo only has a girlfriend. Are there any questions? Without us starting now."

Spray:...

[Hahaha So, our little teacher is not an actor star, why do you have to catch her and let it go! I beg you to see those domestic violence men, xi poisonous men, and scold them to death, okay? 】

[Little brother is so cool, I love it! 】

[May I take this little brother away? Mr. Huo belongs to the junior teacher. What about the third teacher? 】

However, after Huo Jiu answered the question, he didn't go to the computer anymore, but calmly started explaining.

Song Yaoya's lesson plan is very detailed, and the ideas and everything are written at the bottom, which is simple and easy to understand. Huo Jiu only needs to follow Song Yaoya's thinking. Those students who are used to Song Yaoya's teaching method will not find it abrupt, and most of them can understand.

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Song Yaoya thought that the date was to go out to dinner and watch a movie with Huo Yunque, but in the end, Huo Yunque took her to the last personal image customization.

She looked at herself in the mirror, this store can give Song Yaoyao a new surprise every time.

The light blue skirt has fishtail lace on the hem, and the short front and long back design makes people shine. The fluffy hair curled up behind his head, and a few strands of curly hair hanging down his cheeks, making it more and more charming.

"Brother, are you going to the banquet?"

Song Yaoyao followed Huo Yunque in small steps, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the man had habitually wrapped her little hand in his palm.

"Yijia."

"Eh?"

"Is it Tongtong and Xiaoye?" Song Yaoyao has never been in contact with these two little Mengbaos, but I really don't know what's happening in the Yi family recently.

After arriving at the destination, Song Yaoyao knew that it was the birthday of the old lady of the Yi family.

The place where he came was not the small villa where Yi Ting lived, but the old house of Yi family.

Chinese-style buildings, pavilions, pavilions, and corridors. As soon as I stepped into the old house, my heart became quiet, and the temperature inside was lower than that outside, as if I had traveled from modern times back to ancient times.

Rockery and flowing water, winding paths lead secluded.

It is a completely different style from Huo Zhai.

"Second brother is pretty, please come in quickly."

Lin Shuang's busy feet are not touching the ground. She is wearing a light green cheongsam tonight, which outlines a slim curve. The temperament is dignified, and the gesture is generous.

By her side, there were also a few women who were similar to her or older than her. Song Yaoya guessed that these should be Lin Shuang's concubines.

"This is Miss Song? Sure enough, seeing it is better than hearing it. It's a sign! It's better that Mr. Huo has a good vision and got a beautiful person."

Lin Shuang was talking, suddenly being squeezed away.

A woman about twenty-five and sixty-year-old smiled and spoke nicely, looking vaguely at Song Yaoyao.

She obviously smiled, but she didn't like Song Yaoyao.

Can't say what it feels like, this woman doesn't like her.

"Thank you, of course my brother has a good eye."

Song Yao's eyes were crooked and his smile was harmless.

Then he walked to Lin Shuang and took her arm affectionately, "Sister Lin Shuang, where are Tongtong and Xiaoye? I haven't seen them for a long time. Have they grown tall?"

(End of this chapter)