Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 851: I miss you a lot

Chapter 851 I miss you, a lot of points

She gritted her little silver teeth, "If I said there would be no!"

In my heart, I pressed the happy villain back.

"That's it—"

The man crossed his fingers, pressed his chin and chuckled, "Well, my wife is what he says. Not angry, eh."

boom--

Song Yao's face turned red in an instant.

From the neck to the cheeks, they are all dyed with charming pink.

Her eyes flowed, watery, and gave him a dissatisfied glance.

It's not acting like a baby but it's like acting like a baby

"You are so annoying!!"

Why don't you follow the routine at all!

Seeing that the girl's shame eyes were covered with a layer of water, her eyelashes trembled quickly.

Huo Yunque paused, then laughed lowly.

A magnetic voice came from the slightly shaking chest.

Desire and flirt.

"Not angry anymore?"

Song Yaoyao endured it for a long time and couldn't help it.

She bulged her cheeks and stared at him.

"You don't want me! Why don't you take me with me? I have graduated!"

No class is required.

"Well, my fault."

What should I do if my wife is upset? Of course it's coaxing! Unconditional admission.

It was like this every time, she didn't have time to get angry, and she lost her temper by the sincere confession of the other party's attitude.

What's more, I still look at such a face that is damaging the country and the people.

Say a few more nice words, who can stand it?

Song Yao can’t do it anyway.

She slumped her mouth and felt wronged, "I still have a waist, I'm so sore! It's all on you!"

She will never forget his existence after she leaves.

Childish ghost! big liar!

"Yes, blame me."

With a chuckle, Huo Yunque looked at her aggrieved appearance and moved his hand slowly.

Slightly itchy.

If she was in front of him, he would definitely touch her hair and cheeks, soothing her like a little cat.

"I blamed you."

Song Yaoya looked at him, although he always appeared very powerful, as if he was impeccable. But Song Yaoya still saw a trace of fatigue from his eyebrows.

"Brother, are you tired?"

Seeing him like this, Song Yaoya didn't feel angry at all.

It may also be that she is not angry.

Only when he woke up, he had already left, with a little temperament that belonged to a girl in his heart.

"It's fine."

Huo Yunque sighed in a low voice and smiled lightly.

There are ripples in her black eyes, drawing her eyebrows intently.

This is her little girl, sensible and well-behaved. The last second was still unhappy, the next second I was worried because I discovered his fatigue.

"that……"

Song Yao's mouth is flat, and Nuonuo can't help but ask: "Then when are you coming back?"

She is used to the days when Huo Yunque is around her, even if two people do nothing, he goes to the company, and Song Yaoya organizes the script and makes plans at home.

But every night, they can hug each other and sleep.

Song Yaoya was used to being buried in his arms and sleeping with the breath on his body.

"Miss me? Huh?"

Song Yao was bored, "Well, a little bit."

"Oh?" Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, "Just a little bit?"

Song Yaoya blushed and gave him an unhappy glance.

Reach out, "It's a lot of points!"

Annoying! Have to get to the bottom of it.

"Well, I have a lot of points too."

The man's low tone was mixed with smile, like the strongest wine.

Song Yao was stunned and reacted abruptly.

What he meant was that he missed her too.

Song Yaoyao quickly covered his face, peeping at him from his fingers, pursing his lips for fun.

Fortunately, my brother only likes her alone, if he wants to, he can please most women in the world.

I cut my hand today and I need a ticket to get better!

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(End of this chapter)