Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 1122 I like to bully you

Two people who are completely incompatible, but they are strangely combined.

"Oh, brother, wait for me!"

Song Yao was panting with exhaustion. It is hard to imagine that she was still at home in the morning, and she had appeared on a foreign land in the evening.

The little girl's tone was annoying, Huo Yunque curled up her thin lips, slowed down a little, and took the initiative to hold Song Yaoya's hand.

"Know you called me?"

When he said this, Song Yaoya reacted, she bulged her cheeks, "Wow! So you did it on purpose!"

No wonder she can't catch up no matter how she chases.

"You are bullying me!" Song Yaoya pouted, her clear eyes flashing light.

Delicate and charming.

Huo Yunque **** in his throat, lowly laughing.

Bullying a little girl always feels a little special satisfaction.

Of course, if this is said, I am afraid it will annoy her again.

They were staying in a hotel, they didn't need to clean up, the person in charge of the hotel had already waited outside early. First brought them to the high-rise suite, and then respectfully told them that dinner was prepared for them.

Dinner is Western food, with local special flavor food.

Because it is getting late, I can only go to see Maple Leaf until tomorrow.

Song Yaoya was too excited all the way and didn't take much rest, lying in Huo Yunque's arms, making plans, where to go to play, and what to do after seeing the maple leaves, and said over and over. Huo Yunque hugged her waist like a pillow, listening to her in a pampering and patient manner.

The girl's voice was soft, and there was an unconcealed eager anticipation. Even the air seemed to be stained with sweetness because of her.

Until Song Yaoyao's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally fell asleep in Huo Yunque's arms.

Sleeping early the first night caused Song Yao to wake up early the next day.

Huo Yunque was still next to her when she woke up. She got up and knelt and sat beside Huo Yunque. She leaned over and fiddled with his curly eyelashes with her fingers, and said in a very low voice: "Brother, get up!"

"Brother~~Brother~~"

Huo Yunque felt shallow, in fact, when Song Yaoya moved and was about to wake up, he woke up, just lying on the bed without moving.

Because he knew that Song Yaoya was going to toss him when he saw him still asleep.

really--

He opened his eyes helplessly, and the little girl's beautiful white face was reflected in his deep eyes. He sat up slightly, squeezed her cheek and raised his eyebrows, "The voice is so soft, who should get up?"

The man has a sharp face, the tail of his eyes is slightly raised, and the arc is long and beautiful. The drooping eyelashes are long and sparse, casting a faint shadow on the bottom of the eye.

Because of the unspeakable temptation of her dumb voice just after waking up, Su Yu lied again.

Song Yaoyao was hit by his beauty, couldn't help but leaned over and kissed his chin, and said coquettishly: "I'm gentle~~"

The chin is tickling.

Huo Yunque snorted, holding her out of bed with one hand and walking towards Yu's washing room, "Little fox."

It's quite narcissistic.

After washing and using breakfast, Song Yaoyao and Huo Yunque set off.

This city deserves to be the country of maple leaves. Maple trees can be seen everywhere, dotted in this late autumn, becoming the only warm color.

It is very romantic with various white buildings.

Song Yaoya lay on the side of the car window. Just half of his small head protruded, he was blocked by a big palm from behind, and he forced him back.

"Wow!"

Song Yaoya turned his head and glanced at Huo Yunque faintly.

"Sit down."

Song Yao was pouting, but seeing Huo Yunque's serious expression, he still sat down obediently. Seeing Huo Yunque leaning back in the chair and closing her eyes to rest her mind, she quietly moved over and got her little hand into his palm.

After scratching twice, he was held tightly.

Huo Yunque was helpless, "It was dangerous just now, don't stick your head out."

There is really no way to take her.

Song Yao's pear vortex seemed to be filled with the sweetest honey, and he raised his head and smiled brightly, "I know, isn't there a brother here! My brother will protect me!"

She has a very sweet voice, and her deliberate act of acting makes her softer again.

If she wants to, no one can escape her sugar-coated cannonball.

Huo Yunque tapped her forehead with control force, "Not as an example."

"Alright, alright~~"

Song Yaoya nodded her head like smashing garlic, and Huo Yunque knew she was perfunctory at a glance.

Shaking his head, took Song Yaoya out of the car.

Song Yaoya was still pleasing Huo Yunque in the last second, and in the next second, she gave a surprise ‘Wow’ and swished out.

"Song Yaoyao——!"

Huo Yunque's eyebrows and heart beat, watching Song Yaoyao, who rushed forward like a rabbit without his hand, even raised his voice.

Listening carefully, you can still feel the helplessness in his tone.

"Brother, come on!"

Song Yaoyao raised his head, the sky was blue, and maple leaves piled up like fire on the branches. There are continuous red leaves rubbed under my feet, orange and yellow, as if I am in an oil painting, people can't think of any amazing words to praise the beauty.

She flushed with excitement, and there was a camera hanging around her neck. Standing in the distance, jumping and waving at Huo Yunque.

When she laughed, her eyes became crescent-shaped, and two rows of white shell teeth were exposed. Sunlight just shone through the gaps in the leaves, and she laughed at him against the light. She was wrapped in light, and the dangling hair ends, burning red like a fire.

It looks like a little fox squatting on a maple tree, red, public, and enthusiastic.

Quickly got into Huo Yunque's heart.

He chuckled and curled his lips, "Here it comes."

Now is the season to watch the maple leaves. In addition to locals, there are also many people from various countries who look like international students.

There are not many people, but not many.

They were all sitting on their own business, or sitting on a bench near the lake and reading a book in a daze, or spreading a picnic cloth on the ground, and their friends laughed and chatted.

The atmosphere is relaxed and pleasant without disturbing each other.

Everyone can find their own way of rest here, and can be recognized and respected by others.

The sun shines on the lake, like falling into broken gold, exuding sparkling waves.

The snow-white swans wandered on the lake, forming a perfect view.

The world seems to have become a piece of red because of this red.

The man puts his hands in his coat pockets, his face is pure and juicy. Compared with the strong foreigners, his figure is thinner, but he doesn't make people feel weak. The figure is tall and long, and the proportions are against the sky.

When the light fell on his face, it seemed to be a lot gentler.

Song Yaoya couldn't help but pick up the camera and yelled at Huo Yunque who was walking towards her, "Brother! Look at me!"

Huo Yunque was surprised, but still smiled and looked at her.

The shutter sounded.

The picture freezes.

Song Yaoya trot to Huo Yunque's side with the camera. Compared with the calmness of a man, she was like a teenager, full of vitality and vitality.

"Brother, you are so slow!"

She wrinkled her little nose, and ran forward dragging his sleeve in disgust.

Huo Yunque shook his head and laughed, had to follow her to speed up, but still walked very calmly.

(End of this chapter)