She held her waist and bared her teeth, thinking of Song Miao, she was angry."
Mom......
Don't talk about it!
Shall I help you back to your room first?
”Song Jingwan looked secretive, and quickly interrupted her words, not letting her continue.But the more she is like this, the more convinced Zhou Manli is that Song Miaoyao was born to defeat her.Thinking that he had been unlucky since last night, he tossed half of his life into it, endured it, reluctantly swallowed the words he blurted out, and went upstairs with Song Jingwan.At the dining table, Song Rui lifted his glasses and squinted, "Ah Chuan, do you think this matter has anything to do with Miao?"
”He didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he couldn't stand his wife's belief in it, and his eldest daughter showed extraordinary good luck since she was a child, which made his firm heart begin to waver.Especially in the past two days, it is indeed too much of a toss."
What?"
Song Wenchuan dropped his crutches and was funny, "Dad, you also believe this?"
I don't understand anything, so I give her a trumped-up charge, don't you think it's unfair to her?
”"I didn't say anything, did I?"
Song Rui frowned."
Anyway, I don't think so, if you really have to find a reason for this, then I think that only people who are bad with your fair will be unlucky, don't you?"
Why aren't others unlucky, but Song Jingwan and Zhou Manli broke their heads, and the other twisted their waists and fell into a concussion?
Song Wenchuan laughed when he thought about it, he knew that it was not kind to laugh at his mother like this, but he just wanted to laugh.If that's the case, then the girl is really interesting.Watching Song Wenchuan leave, Song Rui squinted his eyes and whispered: "Only people who treat her badly will be unlucky......"
If this is the case, then everything will be explained.Late at night, everything is silent.Outside the window, the wind howled, and the fallen leaves blew all over the ground.Boom-boom-"Hmm!
”Song opened his eyes suddenly, and there was endless darkness in front of him.She took a deep breath, licked her lips, and got up to feel the lamp switch turned on.The room quickly lit up.Her heart was pounding, her throat was dry, as if something was choking her breath.There was a sound of footsteps in the hallway, very soft, wrapped in the sound of the wind outside the window, which seemed particularly strange in the deep night.Song Miao suddenly lifted the quilt, ran over barefoot and opened the door.The man wore a gray fleece bathrobe draped over his shoulders and a navy blue silk pajamas inside, and passed by her door with a cup."
Brother—" The little girl poked out a small head from the crack in the door, her forehead hair wet with cold sweat and sticking to her face, and her little face was as pale as paper.Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and estimated the time in his heart.At this point, it's at least two o'clock in the morning."
Why don't you sleep?"
Song Miao sniffed, "Brother, it's thundering outside." ”"Well," Huo Yunque bowed his head, his eyes flashing over her face, "Afraid?"
”"I'm not afraid."
The little girl's eyes were dark, "I'm worried that my brother is afraid, brother, can I sleep with you tonight?"
”As she said this, she squeezed the hem of her pajamas tightly, and her fingertips turned white.It's like a little rabbit who is already afraid of shivering, and pretends to be calm.Huo Yunque's thin lips hooked, "Not good." ”He walked towards his room, but a small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes.With a smile in his eyes, he quietly looked sideways, "I'm not afraid of thunder, and I don't need anyone to accompany me." ”Boom - there was another loud bang, which frightened Song Miao and buried his head in Huo Yunque's back.Broken voice, "No, what you need—"