Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 44 Then you can tap it, I am afraid of pain~

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and silently stared at Song Yaoyao, wondering why her eyes changed for a moment.

Receiving Huo Yunque’s silent question, Song Yaoya turned his head ‘swish’, watching his nose, his nose watching his heart, and sitting right down.

Pretend that nothing happened.

No, you can't be discovered by your brother, he is treated as a dog.

Huo Yunque frowned and his whole body suddenly sank.

Song Yaoya quietly replies to Tang Xinrou while clutching her phone.

A slender replied Rourou: It's brother!

Rourou replied to you: your own?

A slender replied to Rourou: No, [Shy] is the love brother.

Rourou reply to you:! ! ! Song Yaoya, what are you talking about? Love brother? Damn it! ! You are awesome!

Her cutie is a bit cruel!

After replying, Song Yaoya rubbed his arms and felt a little cold afterwards.

She blinked suspiciously, and Nuonuo asked, "Huo Qi, is the air-conditioner in the car? It's cold."

Huo Qi silently pressed the button and raised the partition between the front seat and the back seat.

Miss Song, can you still be slower?

Later, let's cosplay Frozen together and make ice sculptures!

Song Yaoya scratched his head, "Brother..."

Before I finished speaking, I saw the man hidden in the dimness, his eyes closed slightly, and his cold face exuded.

She pulled his sleeve cautiously, "Brother, are you not happy?"

silent.

Song Yaoyao: "Brother? What's the matter with you? Did I make you angry?"

When the words fell, the man's eyes were dull, and he glanced at her lightly.

Song Yaoya was so frizzy, she was innocent and at a loss, pouting, "If I provoke your brother, you get angry, brother, just say it, don't you tell me how I know!" She hummed, "and my brother is angry." If my body is broken, I will feel distressed."

Her eyes flickered and her bulging cheeks were soft.

Huo Yunque pressed her thin lips slightly, and when Song Yaoya didn't react, he suddenly reached out and pinched her face.

"Well--!"

Song Yaoyao's face hurt, and tears suddenly fell out.

"Woo, it hurts!"

She held him with a small hand without struggling, and the big teardrops pattered on the back of his hand, terribly hot.

Huo Yunque withdrew his hand suddenly, the back of his hand burned, as if being splashed by strong oil.

Seeing the little girl crying, his brows frowned, and a trace of distress gradually filled his eyebrows. He was really hard just now? In fact, he himself felt surprised to make such a move.

Just want to do it, just do it.

However, the little girl is too squeamish.

"Don't cry." He sullen his face and curled his eyebrows.

There was no experience of coaxing people, and no experience of coaxing girls. After a long silence, he finally suffocated such a few words.

"Woo!"

Song Yaoya suddenly covered her mouth, snapped the beans off, her voice was soft and crying, "Brother, if you are not happy, I can squeeze it for you two more times. Don't you be angry, okay?"

After that, she handed her small face forward, her apricot eyes closed tightly, her wet eyelashes trembling lightly, with an attitude of being ravaged by the king.

Huo Yunque didn't cry or laugh, he twisted his fingertips silently, and the delicate touch on the girl's skin seemed to remain on his head.

"Then I really pinched?" He raised his eyebrows and asked in a dumb voice.

Song Yaoyao quickly inflamed his eyelashes twice, and said dullly, "Then be lighter, I'm afraid of pain~"

Her little fingers hooked his sleeves, she was squeamish and afraid of pain, but she still chose to make him happy.

Let me see whose little eyes haven't seen it yet~ It's time to vote!

(End of this chapter)