Chapter 338: You Don't Make a Row, You Are Very Good

Song Yaoyao ran fast all the way, running out of breath.

Only in a short period of time, ran to the flower room.

The flower house is a huge glass house. The scenery outside is bleak in winter, but the inside is full of spring and flowers.

The crescent moon hung on the black sky, and the bright and soft light poured down.

The lights were lit inside, and only a figure could be vaguely seen.

The man's eyebrows are sparse and his body is as long as jade.

He was wearing a shirt and a long coat over his shoulders.

It's very strange, when Song Yaoyao didn't see him clearly, he wanted to put his wings on and fly directly in front of him. But when she really saw it, she slowed down, and even controlled her breathing to the lightest, for fear of disturbing the other party.

She walked over lightly.

The light above his head shone on the man's face. His long eyelashes cast an arc of light under his eyelids, enough to amaze everything in the world.

Charming and beautiful.

"elder brother."

Song Yaoyao was lying beside the glass door, gestured at Huo Yunque with both hands, and asked weakly, "Can I come in?"

The door was not locked, but after knowing that tonight was the death anniversary of Huo Yunque's mother, Song Yaoyao didn't dare to make trouble.

The small figure, standing outside, was blown away by the cold wind and shrank his head, shivered from time to time, and looked pitiful.

Huo Yunque was helpless and walked over to open the door.

"There's no lock, why don't you come in?"

"I-I dare not!"

She pursed her lips and muttered, and trot came in and quietly grabbed his fingertips.

The flower room is constant temperature, and it will be adjusted over time to ensure that the flowers in the flower room can bloom to the best.

Song Yaoyao was here for the first time, and she opened her mouth in amazement.

Following Huo Yunque through these flowers, I was used to seeing the bleak scenery in winter all day long. At first glance, the flowers were thriving and I was not used to it.

It's like falling into the crack of time and space and entering another world.

There are flowers all around, of all kinds.

Song Yaoyao knew and didn't know, in short, they were all good-looking.

And unlike the neatly trimmed ones she had seen, the flowers in this conservatory were completely savage!

For example, on the front shelf, there are densely packed roses, and there is a set of rattan chairs and a wooden table below, with a purple sand teapot on top.

Looking to the side, there are pots of orchids on the shelf.

In addition, there are many green plants.

"Those who grow flowers must enjoy life a lot, right?" Song Yaoyao sighed. She felt that her heart was quiet after entering here. Sitting here and drinking a cup of tea, she would relax both physically and mentally.

"no."

Huo Yunque hooked his lips, "She is very noisy."

"Ah?" Song Yaoyao knew that the flowers in this flower room were planted by her brother's mother. Therefore, Huo Yunque's answer was naturally aimed at his mother, then—

She asked, "Is it more noisy than me?"

Huo Yunque thought for a while, then nodded, "Well, it's more noisy than you. Your words—" He lowered his eyes and looked at Song Yaoyao, "Very good."

"Bang bang bang..."

Song Yaoyao's heart was beating so fast that she couldn't control it. She opened her mouth and her face turned red.

She wanted to say, brother, you can't say that.

Today is your mother's death anniversary, be serious!

Going inside, Song Yaoyao realized that there was actually a piano inside!

Her eyes lit up and she turned to look around.

There is also a couch next to the piano. This piano looks nondescript here, but it is inexplicably harmonious.

It's like crossing over.

There was a letter hanging on the wall, and when she could see what was written, Song Yaoyao laughed with a puff.