Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 109 Good Mother

"This kid really talks nonsense, hehe..."

Song Rui rubbed her hands and smiled awkwardly and politely, "Mr. Huo, please don't be familiar with children, she is pretty--"

"I didn't talk nonsense!"

"It's okay."

Two voices sounded at the same time.

When the voice fell, Song Rui twitched the corners of his mouth, and he had to work hard to restrain himself so as not to laugh out loud.

It seems that Mr. Huo really cares about being slim.

"Brother~ I don't want to leave~ Are you willing to leave you?"

Song Yannuo tugged at the corners of his clothes and shook, so that her mouth could be hung up with oil bottles, and he hummed like a small animal, "And I will be bullied when I go back. Mrs. Song hates me so much, who knows her? Will you hit me when you go back?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu", tearful eyes full of tears, "You see I am so thin, I am definitely not her opponent, will I be killed?"

"Cough...cough cough..."

Huo Ningxi was really speechless. He held on to the chin that was about to be frightened and rolled his eyes out of the sky.

Listen, Song Yaoyao, this stinky girl is starting to be inappropriate again.

This time, it was his own mother who pitted it!

"You, what are you talking about? When did I hit you?" Zhou Manli stared, this time she was really wronged.

If she was cold and violent towards Song Yaoyao, she might really have. It can be said that she started beating Song Yaoyao, from childhood to adulthood, she never touched a finger of her, OK?

But she didn't know that sometimes cold violence is more unacceptable than real violence.

One comes from the body and the other comes from mental pressure.

"Mr. Huo, don't listen to her nonsense, I really don't..."

Zhou Manli took a look at Song Yaoya secretly and warned her that enough was enough.

Song Yaoya heard the words and howled even more loudly, "Brother Wuwuwu! You see she is staring at me!!"

She buried her head in Huo Yunque's arms, tightly holding his thin waist with her small hands. While screaming, he ate tofu secretly.

Huo Yunque's face remained calm, his palm slowly fell on the back of her neck, and he squeezed in warning.

Song Yaoya curled his lips, received the signal, did not dare to move.

Obediently lay in his arms and touched again unwillingly.

Wow, my brother is really in good shape. I can feel the contours of the muscles through the shirt.

Well, I don’t know when will I have a chance to see it with my own eyes?

She looked like she was shameless in Huo Ningxi's eyes.

"Song Yaoyao! How can a girl be like you? Do you know what it means to be intimidated by men and women? Hurry up and stand up for me!" Zhou Manli couldn't bear it, reaching out to grab her.

Song Rui frowned and glanced suspiciously at the abnormal Zhou Manli.

To be honest, he didn't force Song Yaoyao to go back with him, and even if Song Yaoyao could cook mature rice with Huo Yunque, he would be happy to see the result.

But Zhou Manli, what exactly does she want to do?

"Mrs. Song--"

Before Zhou Manli stretched out her hand, she was blocked by a big hand.

The man leaned on the sofa casually, even if his clothes were rubbed in a mess by the little girl, he still couldn't hide his ascetic and arrogant temperament.

"As an outsider, I am not qualified to judge whether you are a good mother. But I have to say that a truly good mother will never let her children resist her, what do you think?"

The man chuckled, and came to her slowly.

Suddenly, the overwhelming pressure rolled on her, causing Zhou Manli's legs to soften, and the hair on her spine instantly stood up.

Song Yaoyao: Oh, I'm so pitiful! Dad doesn't love his mother or his mother!

Huo Ye: (with a cold face) Don't cry, I love you.

Song Yaoyao: Hey~ Talking counts!

Hey? 110? I'll call the police if I don't vote!

(End of this chapter)