Chapter 851 I Miss You, a Lot

She gritted her little silver teeth, "If I say no, there is no!"

In my heart, I pressed the excited villain back.

"Is that so-"

The man crossed his fingers and chuckled lightly against his chin, "Okay, what my wife says is what she says. I'm not angry, eh."

boom--

Song Yaoyao's face instantly turned red.

From the neck to the cheeks, it is dyed with a charming pink.

Her eyes rolled, watery and dissatisfied glanced at him.

It's not coquettish, it's more coquettish.

"You are bored!!"

Why not follow the routine at all!

Looking at the girl's shy eyes covered with a layer of water, the eyelashes trembled quickly.

Huo Yunque paused for a moment, and then let out a low laugh.

A magnetic voice came from the slightly vibrating chest.

Desire and flirt.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

Song Yaoyao endured it for a long time, and she couldn't bear it any longer.

She puffed out her cheeks and glared at him.

"You don't miss me! Why don't you take me with you? I've graduated!"

No need for class.

"Well, my fault."

What should I do if my wife is unhappy? Of course it's coaxing! Unconditionally admit mistakes.

It was like this every time, she didn't have time to get angry, and she lost her temper when the other party's attitude was particularly sincere in admitting her mistake.

What's more, he still looked at such a face that brought disaster to the country and the people.

To say a few more nice words, who can stand this?

Anyway, Song Yaoyao can't do it.

She pursed her lips and felt aggrieved, "And my waist, it's sore! It's all your fault!"

After leaving, she will not forget his existence.

Childish ghost! big liar!

"Yes, blame me."

With a chuckle, Huo Yunque looked at her aggrieved appearance and moved his hand slowly.

Slightly itchy.

If she was in front of him, he would definitely touch her hair and cheeks, as if he were a kitten.

"It was your fault."

Song Yaoyao looked at him, although he always seemed very powerful, as if he was impeccable. But Song Yaoyao could see a trace of tiredness between his eyebrows.

"Brother, are you tired?"

Seeing him like this, Song Yaoyao was not angry at all.

It could also be that she wasn't angry herself.

It's just that when he wakes up, he has left, and he has a little temper that belongs to a girl.

"fine."

Huo Yunque sighed in a low voice and smiled lightly.

There were ripples in the black eyes, and she focused on her eyebrows.

This is her little girl, sensible and well-behaved. One second he was unhappy, the next second he was worried because he found him tired.

"That……"

Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and couldn't help but ask Nuo Nuo, "Then when are you coming back?"

She was used to having Huo Yunque by her side, even if the two of them didn't do anything, he went to the company and Song Yaoyao sorted out the script and made plans at home.

But every night, they can embrace each other to sleep.

Song Yaoyao was used to being buried in his arms, falling asleep with the breath on his body.

"Miss me? Huh?"

Song Yaoyao sullenly said, "Well, a little bit."

"Oh?" Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, "Just a little?"

Song Yaoyao blushed and gave him an unhappy glance.

He stretched out his hand and gestured, "It's a lot better!"

I'm so bored! Don't get to the bottom of it.

"Well, I also have a lot."

The man's deep voice was mixed with laughter, like the strongest wine.

Song Yaoyao was stunned for a while, then reacted suddenly.

He means, he misses her too.

Song Yaoyao quickly covered her face, peeked at him from between her fingers, and pursed her lips in amusement.

Fortunately, my brother only likes her, and if he wants to, he can please most women in the world.

I cut my hand today, I need a ticket to get better!

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