Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 88 Children want to do bad things

No one dares to underestimate his methods, those who are not long-eyed, eight out of ten, are no longer in this world.

Jiang Tao felt cold on her back, and she followed Uncle Zhang silently.

After a long time, a word was squeezed from the lips: "Yes..."

The sound is difficult, not like my own at all.

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"Miss Song, your husband is inside, so I won't go in with you."

The servant pointed to the pavilion in front of him, and Song Yaoya looked around and nodded, "I know, you take me hard to bring me here! You don't have to wait for me, I will go back with my brother later."

She trot inward, a winding gravel path under her feet, and a large area of ​​ginkgo trees in the distance, and a golden swan lake reflected on the surface. In late autumn, fallen leaves spread all over the ground.

The blue sky and white clouds, the white European-style pavilion, at a glance, the scene is extremely shocking.

As she got closer, she suddenly slowed down.

Tiptoeing around, the man put a thin blanket on his lap, half of which fell to the ground. At this time, he leaned back in the recliner and closed his eyes slightly, his nose was high, and his eyebrows were clear.

Song Yaoya squatted closer to discover that the man's eyelashes were incredibly long, slender and sparse, like insect wings.

She quietly stretched out her hand, through the air, imaginarily sketching his facial contours.

From the forehead, eyebrows, nose bridge to--

Song Yao took a breath and couldn't help licking his lips. All his eyes fell on the man's thin, beautifully shaped lips. The novel says that this kind of lips is especially suitable for kissing.

I just don't know how it tastes--

Song Yaoyao was never a person who would wrong her. She looked around, and there was no one around.

Very good, it is a good opportunity to steal incense!

The little deer in her heart bumped, and the little girl got closer and closer, sweating on her back.

Near, near...

As soon as he could feel the man's breathing, his slightly cool fingers suddenly pressed against her lips.

"Yeah!"

Song Yaoyao screamed and opened his eyes suddenly.

He suddenly ran into the man's lazy and calm eyes, his eyes were clear and his expression was calm.

"Brother, brother... When did you wake up?"

Song Yaoya pinched her small hands tremblingly, blushing with blood.

"When a kid is about to do bad things."

Huo Yunque twisted his fingertips, his apple trembling.

"I--"

Sure enough, he was caught!

Song Yaoyao's arrogance suddenly wilted, and weakly retorted, "I, I didn't do bad things...!"

Unreasonable and strong.

"Oh? Really?" Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and suddenly got up.

Between the sparks and flints, Song Yaoya's eyes shook, only to feel that her waist was pinched by a pair of big hands, and her body was vacant.

When she reacted, she had been pressed on the recliner where the man was sitting not long ago.

"brother……"

What is he going to do?

Song Yaoya felt that his throat was getting dry and smoking, and he knew that he was going to die without touching his face.

She grasped her clothes at a loss and raised her head, a large shadow in front of her eyes.

Bang, bang, bang--

very excited.

Huo Yunque's eyes drooped, leaning over casually.

Song Yao was very nervous, she closed her eyes, expecting and timid.

However, the expected kiss did not arrive, and his head was patted with a big hand.

Song Yaoya opened his eyes.

The man has a low voice and straightens up with a smile.

"Children should look like children, like you, it's not very good—"

boom--

The deer in Song Yaoya's heart was hit to death.

She squeezed her face, her eyes twinkling.

Angrily stomped his feet, "Brother!!"

Stomped: Oops! What's the matter with you today? Look, look at this number of votes! Is it plausible? ! (Count the votes)

Also, don't learn from the rascal Shen Xun! He is swearing, you kids are not allowed to learn! ! !

(End of this chapter)