Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 885 Secretly Drinking

"Huh? Miss Song, you are back!"

Huo Qi was walking downstairs, looking at Song Yaoya in surprise.

"Yes~"

Song Yaoya waved his hand quickly and ran past him.

Downstairs, Uncle Zhang was still standing stupidly. Huo Qi looked at Uncle Zhang curiously and scratched his head, "Uncle Zhang, why are you standing here? Where are the oranges?"

He reached for it.

"Snapped!"

Uncle Zhang glared at him, and quickly hid the orange.

"Miss Song gave me this to eat. You have to eat it and buy it yourself."

"Uh...Uncle Zhang..."

Huo Qi held his hands and blinked silently.

Just two oranges, as for?

Does the orange in his hand taste different from the ones on the market? Can I live forever after eating it?

"Go, go and play."

Uncle Zhang waved away in disgust.

Huo Qi was speechless.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Huo Jiu who was walking. He was unwilling for a moment, and kicked over, "You shit! When did Miss Song come back? Why didn't you tell me? You know how I spent this time Is it?!"

Living in dire straits every day, like walking on thin ice.

The husband in love is terrible.

Huo Jiu easily escaped and stood there gently.

"I said that?"

Huo Qi: "???? Have you ever said that?"

Huo Jiu shrugged, "Didn't you say it?"

The eyes are facing each other, one is innocent, the other is dumbfounded.

After a long time, Huo Jiu floated away.

Huo Qicai suddenly woke up and shouted, "What a great deal! Huo Xiaojiu, wait for me!"

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Song Yaoya looked around in the study and bedroom, but did not find Huo Yunque's shadow.

She went back to her room puzzled.

Only when I came in, I smelled the smell of alcohol.

"brother?"

She cheered up, brother was drinking in her room?

"Well……"

There was a vague voice in a corner.

Song Yaoya kicked off his shoes, stepped barefoot on the carpet, and walked over gently.

The man sat in the corner with one long leg bent, and the bottle of wine was half empty.

This amount is already something Huo Yunque cannot bear.

"Brother? Why are you drinking secretly by yourself?"

Song Yaoya put down his schoolbag, half-kneeled beside him, leaned over to look at him with both hands on the carpet.

Nuonuo's voice gave Huo Yunque a moment to recover.

The long and sparse eyelashes are like insect wings, slowly flapping their wings.

The pupils of jet black, exuding a warm luster.

"Song Yaoyao?"

"It's me, it's me."

The big palm slowly fell on her small face, and gently rubbed it, showing a little nostalgia.

Song Yaoyao touched affectionately and leaned in to kiss his lips.

The corners of his lips still smelled of wine.

"Damn--"

In the next second, Song Yaoya was caught off guard and crashed into Huo Yunque's arms.

The man's chin rested on top of her head, and his breath was filled with the refreshing fragrance from him, mixed with a touch of wine.

Together, it fermented into a special flavor.

Song Yaoya moved into his arms and hugged his neck, "What's the matter? Are you unhappy?"

"Song Yaoyao."

"Well, I'm here."

Song Yaoya stared at the man's Adam's apple, scrolling up and down when speaking, making people even think about taking a bite.

The dumb and magnetic voice, with some nasal sounds.

Give people the illusion that he is actually acting like a baby.

"Where did you go back?"

Huo Yunque would know that Song Yaoyao was not surprised.

"Brother, do you know? I originally wanted to give you a surprise." That's why she didn't let anyone pick him up.

(End of this chapter)