Chapter 833 I just like you

I wish our little princess all the best

——Brother stay

Song Yaoyao was slightly stunned, there were only two simple lines in the letter.

"What about him? Why don't you come to see me?"

Nolan shrugged, "Of course he has his own arrangements. Now, you should always believe that I am a good person?"

"Nolan Lowell—"

The melodious sound like a piano sound, like the sound of nature, came from behind him.

Nolan curled her lips and turned slowly.

Not surprisingly the arrival of the other party.

"Old friend, long time no see."

Song Yaoyao was surprised, and walked towards Huo Yunque.

"Brother, do you know each other?"

She was still holding the letter in her hand, and Huo Yunque glanced lightly across the letter without stopping.

"reluctantly."

He lifted his chin slightly, and buttoned his shirt all the way to the top, indescribably sexy.

"Oh... honey, your words are so hurtful. Are we not friends yet?"

Nolan frowned, his eyes filled with sadness.

It seems that the gods are in the world, merciful to the world.

Song Yaoya trembled, and tentatively asked, "Father Nolan, have you ever thought about coming to the entertainment industry to develop?"

"Ah……"

With a low smile in his ear, Huo Yunque curled his lips.

Nolan smiled, and asked incredulously: "What?"

"Please believe I didn't mean to offend you, it's really..." Song Yaoyao had clear eyes, thought about it very sincerely, and pondered his words, "It's really a pity not to enter the entertainment circle because of your acting skills and looks."

After speaking, she looked into Nolan's eyes and added very seriously, "I believe you will be able to explode!"

Where can I find such an actress?

It was born entirely for the entertainment industry!

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows with interest. He stroked Song Yao's hair in an elegant and casual tone, "If you want to enter the entertainment industry, please tell me to join in, you must--"

When the two sang and got together, Nolan's expression became stiff.

Are they serious?

"Oh! I'm really touched. You Chinese people always express their feelings in such a restrained way. In fact, in your heart, Huo, you have already regarded me as a friend, right?"

Huo Yunque embraced Song Yaoyao, turned around and left.

"Nolan, there is another word in China called: illusion."

"It's so ruthless..."

Song Yaoyao was taken away, only having time to turn his head and thank Nolan.

After getting in the car, she looked up at Huo Yunque curiously and blinked, "Brother, how come you all know Father Nolan, is he very good?"

"A madman."

The thin lips opened lightly, and the words lightly spit out.

Song Yao was very surprised.

Huo Jiu and Huo Si obviously also knew Nolan, but the two showed more vigilance.

In Huo Yunque's eyes, Nolan was a lunatic.

"Is he... dangerous?"

Huo Yunque looked at Song Yaoyao quietly for a while, with his eyelashes hanging down, his big palm touched her small face and gently rubbed it.

"Well, don't believe him."

"I know, I won't believe it."

Song Yaoya quickly nodded obediently, she rubbed her palms, still unable to hide her curiosity.

"Did he do anything to his brother? I think he seems to hate him..."

"Is it?"

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, "Illusion."

It's the word again.

At this moment, Song Yaoyao had heard it twice.

She narrowed her mouth, "Why?"

"I don't just hate him."

To be precise, most people in this world can't get him.

"Eh?"

Song Yao was stunned, that clear and gentle face was instantly magnified in front of his eyes.

The lips were kissed lightly.

"But I just like you."

(End of this chapter)