Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 1189 Finale

"Sorry, I seem to be late—?"

Outside the church, a black-clad Zhongli put his hand in his pocket, raising his eyebrows and smiling.

Song Yao was confused, "Why is he here?" Just after speaking, she thought of something and looked down at Zhong Lixue who was lying on the ground.

Half of her palm was pierced by a bullet, and her flesh and blood lay softly on the ground, looking shocking.

Song Yaoyao unexpectedly discovered that she saw the blood again and actually restrained the violent negative emotions in her heart.

This is a good sign.

"Is here to pick her up?"

On the ground, Zhong Lixue woke up quietly, she fell on the ground and cast her eyes at Zhong Li with tears, "Brother..."

The voice was soft and soft, with a weeping sound, arousing pity.

"Tsk, who is your brother?"

With a low tusk, Zhong Li walked straight to Song Yao's side. Looking at the guards around her, the two equally tall and handsome men with extraordinary temperament like gods whistled frivolously, "It looks like I have one more rival in love...Um!" The words didn't stop, Song Yaoyao. A foot slammed heavily on the back of his instep, and his round eyes were full of anger.

"Fuck—you do it again!"

"You are sick! That's my brother!"

Brother!

Although I don't know how Song Lanchuan came to this world, and he still looks exactly the same as in his previous life, Song Yaoyao will not admit wrong, this is to protect her and love her brother.

"Dear... brother?" Zhong Li, who has always been accustomed to holding all information in his hands, was confused.

Song Lanchuan touched his skinny chin, and smiled in a dumb voice, "You are pretty, who is this?"

"Stranger." Huo Yunque opened his lips slightly, his expression calm.

The two men who were still full of gunpowder smell and were about to fight, looked at each other and confirmed one thing.

That is--

There was no need for other men to appear beside Song Yaoyao.

"Hey! I say you guys!!" Zhong Li pursed his thin lips, his temples jumped.

Seeing Huo Yunque hugged Song Yao and went away, the little girl who was arrogant and domineering in front of him was now obediently nestled in the other's arms.

"His—" He covered his cheek, his tooth hurt.

"Brother...brother..." Zhong Lixue trembled, and the pain from her hand caused her whole body to spasm uncontrollably. The clothes were soaked in cold sweat, she reached out with difficulty, trying to grab the man's trousers.

The man standing in front of her was high up, staring at her with disdain.

Before Zhong Lixue grabbed his trousers, Zhong Li had already coldly kicked her away.

"what!"

Zhong Lixue rolled aside, staring at Zhong Li in disbelief.

In fact, although this brother has a temperamental personality, he has never been so rude to her, "Brother?"

Tears rolled in her eyes, and her pale little face was covered with sadness.

"You do it for yourself. From today onwards, you are no longer a person from Zhongli."

Zhong Li left a word indifferently, and walked towards the exit of the church.

"Don't!!!" Zhong Lixue got up from the ground and hobbled to chase after Zhong Li, "Why?!"

"As Tilia's running dog, you should also go back to her."

"You all know? When..."

Zhong Li said impatiently: "In the beginning."

This sentence, like a heavy hammer, directly smashed Zhong Lixue.

"Impossible...impossible, how could..." she muttered nervously, and suddenly laughed as she spoke.

Therefore, Zhong Li knew everything, knowing that she was a spy who had been trained since she was a child, and the purpose of appearing beside him was not pure. But he still pretended not to know anything, and took her by his side, watching her cautiously from the beginning to completely loving him.

It turned out that in his eyes, he was just a joke! !

Alice was a step late, and took away Tilia, who was only breathing, and Zhong Lixue who was already talking about it.

Back to the residence, Song Yaoya immediately flew to the ground. There were too many doubts in her heart, and she twisted the soft flesh of Huo Yun's waist.

Even if she was dull, now that Zhong Li followed back, she also reacted.

"You are not enemies?"

Huo Yunque coughed.

Zhong Li licked his lips and threw an electric eye towards Song Yaoyao, "Of course we are enemies, do we count as rivals in love?"

At this point, Song Yaoya didn't understand what else, these two dog men who were also friends and foes acted together and deceived everyone.

She rolled her eyes, gritted her teeth, "Go--!"

Song Lanchuan sat lazily on the sofa and hooked his finger at Song Yaoya, "Yaoyao, come."

"Brother!" Song Yaoyao was wronged, and turned his head into his arms.

Huo Yunque: "..."

Zhong Li: "..."

Why is it that I feel abandoned?

Zhong Li teasedly looked at Huo Yunque, winking his eyes, and said nothing: What if it is awesome? My brother is here, you can only stand aside as a counterfeit!

Huo Yunque pinched his eyebrows and opened his lips, "Huo Qi, see off the guests!"

"Wait!" Song Yaoya remembered, and hurriedly asked, "Then Huo Ningxi-is also part of your plan?"

"He?" Hearing this, Zhong Li glanced at Huo Yunque who was indifferent, and shook his head, "No one forced him, he himself found something wrong and wanted to join in."

At that time, the outside world was spreading that Huo Ningxi was disgusted by Huo Yunque, so he simply took the initiative to enter the game.

Originally, all this had nothing to do with him.

Song Yao was silent, her drooping eyelashes concealed the emotions under her eyes, making people wonder what she was thinking.

So after going around, Huo Ningxi chose to stand by her side in the end?

Song Lanchuan lifted his eyelids, staring at Zhong Li who was still chattering, with sharp eyes like a knife, hidden warning, raised his hand and patted Song Yaoyao's head comfortably.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, a person was thrown in.

He was **** with five flowers and had a lot of blood stains on his body, which should have been left during the escape. He was obviously tied into a silkworm chrysalis, still holding his neck upwards unconvinced, the picture is very funny.

But because of his action, Song Yaoyao could see his face clearly.

"It's you?" The man I met at Alice's funeral called—"Armand?"

"Huh? You know me?"

Armand opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood. He smiled nonchalantly, staring at Huo Yunque with scorching eyes, "Huo, my friend, it's been so cruel after a long time not seeing you."

"Not comparable to you."

Huo Yunque withdrew his gaze from Song Yaoyao, and when his gaze fell on the embarrassed Armand, he suddenly felt a little disappointed. He threw the gun in front of Amand, "take it with you."

This is regarded as a direct sentence of his fate.

In the face of death, there is no fear, and so is Armand. The person who dared to provoke just now is not as sharp and gloomy as just now, "No! No-Huo, we are friends! Let me go!"

"Ah……"

Huo Yunque was amused by his words, he shook his head, Dan Feng's eyes slightly raised, "We are not friends, we have never been."

"Damn it! Let go of me!!"

Knowing that Huo Yunque would not let him go, Armand yelled at him, but he still couldn't escape the end of being gagged.

With a gunshot, the world is quiet again.

During this period, Song Yaoya remained motionless and leaned in Song Lanchuan's arms, as if asleep. Except at the moment when he heard the gunfire, his eyelashes moved restlessly.

Song Lanchuan frowned displeased, "You are scared to be slender."

"No, no, I'm fine!"

Song Yaoya quickly waved her hand, she quickly glanced at Huo Yunque, and then she was stunned, and the heat quickly filled her cheeks. The man seemed to know that she would do it, smiles bloomed in those eyes, and he was beautiful and romantic.

Then, Song Yaoya's face was abruptly twisted, and she looked at Song Lanchuan with a smile.

"Slim, what are you looking at, huh?"

When it was over, the **** was caught, and Song Yaoya suddenly wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

"No! I didn't see anything!" She covered her face and shook her head quickly.

Song Lanchuan pretended to be ignorant, and gently touched her long hair, "It's best to be like this."

Song Yaoya swallowed, and peeked through the fingers of her brother's dangerous expression.

It's over-

The scene froze for a while, and no one spoke for a long time, only two men were fighting secretly.

Finally, Huo Qi walked in and broke the deadlock.

Song Yaoya breathed a sigh of relief, thanking Huo Qi from the heart. When there is a chance in the future, she must increase Huo Qi's salary!

"By the way, Miss Song, what should I do with that woman?"

Did not ask Huo Yunque, but asked her.

Song Yaoya reacted, only to understand the meaning of Huo Qi's words, she turned her head, her small face was still blushing, "Song Jingwan?"

"Yes, but even if you don't deal with her, she won't have a good life." Huo Qidao.

"Huh? Why?" She hasn't done anything yet.

Huo Qidao: "She has AIDS."

After the heavy bomb fell, Song Yaoya rarely stayed for a while. It took him a long time to open his mouth, "Ai..."

Song Lanchuan squeezed her neck from behind and decided directly for Song Yaoyao, "Throw her out and tell those people her whereabouts. We don't need to do anything, someone will naturally clean her."

If you don't want to die, you can only be a black household with no name or surname in this life, living like a sewer rat.

No matter what, she couldn't figure it out.

Huo Qi paused, his eyes floated, looked at his husband, then at Song Lanchuan, hesitating who should listen to.

He seems to have heard that this is Miss Song's brother, and that is the husband's elder brother!

This this this-

Difficult!

"Slim, what do you think?"

"Ah...I, I can do it!"

Song Yaoya really didn't expect that she hadn't trouble Song Jingwan yet, so she would play ‘dead’ herself first.

"Can I ask one last thing, how did she contract this disease?"

Huo Qi grinned, "Armand, she is Armand's lover, not only her, Tilia is also sick. Or Ms. Song, why did you think Tilia killed her in the first place? Of course it was because she seduced her. It's Armand!!"

Song Yaoyao was speechless: "...well."

I can only say, is it worthy to have the halo of the heroine? There is no shortage of peach blossoms everywhere.

So far, Song Jingwan's ending is also doomed.

When all the dust settled, Song Yaoya suddenly felt empty in her heart. She looked at everyone in the hall, and her gaze fell on Song Lanchuan's face again.

There are too many questions in her heart, but the words come to her lips and she doesn't know where to start.

Song Lanchuan saw what she was thinking, gave a low smile, squeezed her fleshy little face, "First go up and take a hot bath and sleep. When you wake up, I want to know everything I will tell you, eh? "

Song Yaoya pulled his shirt and didn't want to let go, for fear that when he wakes up, the relatives he saw will disappear again.

"Be good." Song Lanchuan increased his tone, his eyes still gentle.

Song Yaoya wanted to shake his head, and the next moment his body fell into a familiar embrace, exuding a clear fragrance.

"I will send her back to the room first."

Huo Yunque nodded slightly, holding Song Yaoya upstairs.

"Brother, I don't—"

"Shhh."

Huo Yunque leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, "I promise you, when you wake up, everything will be there, okay?"

The man's low voice is soft and magnetic, with a bewitching magic.

Song Yaoyao stayed up all night, and arrived here again by plane. After experiencing so much in a short period of time, he was exhausted.

As if being hypnotized, Song Yaoya's eyelids got heavier and heavier, but she still stubbornly clutched Huo Yunque's clothes, "You promise!"

Huo Yunque smiled, "I promise."

The body fell into the soft big bed, and Song Yaoya almost touched the bed and fell asleep.

Huo Yunque thought that she had been in Song Lanchuan's arms since she came back, and couldn't help eating, scratching the bridge of her nose with his fingers, "Little traitor."

…

Downstairs, Zhong Li coughed and pulled his tie, "Well, you—"

Whoosh--

An eye knife swept over, and Song Lanchuan's legs overlapped and looked at him with a smile, "Mr. Zhong Li knows what it's like to raise Chinese cabbage by a pig?"

Zhong Li: "...I don't know."

"It's how I feel now."

Song Lanchuan heard the sound of going downstairs, from far and near, slowly stood up, unbuttoned his shirt, and looked sideways, "So I am in a very bad mood now."

Zhong Li watched as the two men didn't say a word, and they fought at the moment they faced each other.

Without skill, he fists to the flesh, and the muffled sound of the heavy blow made Zhong Li feel that his body hurts.

The hall quickly became a mess, Zhong Li looked at it, gradually surprised.

Unexpectedly, Song Yaoyao, who didn't know where he came from, could play so well, he could actually be on par with Huo Yunque.

I don't know how long it lasted, but the two people gasped and backed away.

At this time, a lot of color hung on both of them.

Zhong Li sighed, thinking that Huo Yunque really didn't know how to hurt people. Later, his little wife woke up and saw that his brother was beaten like this, so he still feels distressed?

If it were him, he would stand and let Song Lanchuan fight.

Just thinking about it, Song Lanchuan stood up first and reached out to Huo Yunque, "Alright?"

Huo Yunque curled his lips, "Of course."

Taking advantage of the strength to stand up from the ground, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Am I considered to have lived up to your trust?-Brother?"

"Cough...cough cough cough!!" Zhong Li was choked with saliva instantly.

brother? What the hell!

This name is very unreasonable when it comes out of Huo Yunque's mouth!

He gloated at the silent Song Lanchuan, waiting for him to punch Huo Yunque again.

Then he waited and waited until Song Lanchuan grabbed Huo Yunque's shoulders, and the brothers fisted.

"Thanks."

It is considered to be under this title.

Zhong Li: "..."

Ha ha.

I shouldn't be here, I should be under the car.

There are some extra characters behind, and life after marriage.

In the later period, Brin felt that his writing was a mess. Because of his lack of pen power, what he wrote would always differ greatly from what he imagined. This is a point where Brin feels deeply inferior.

But I am also very grateful that I am so bad, and I am willing to like it, and I have been here all the way. I thought about it. Let’s stop here for the finale.

Love you guys

(End of this chapter)