The man wears a gray-blue shirt with a sweater vest over it, which is a dark brown checkered.Such a dress, worn on others, may look old-fashioned and rustic.But wearing it on the man in front of him, it shows the handsome temperament around him vividly.Like an elegant gentleman from the ancient West, he bowed slightly towards Song Miao.If it weren't out of place, it would almost make people think that they had passed through thousands of years and entered that era of rigor and romance.Song Miao's cheeks slowly warmed up, looking at Huo Yunque's noble and cold appearance, she always couldn't help but think back to last night - the girl's appearance looked in Huo Yunque's eyes, that is, she was obviously already shy, but she wanted to keep her little face and put on a look that I was very angry and didn't talk to me!
He sighed, took the initiative to take her little hand, and lowered his head to put a kiss on the back of her hand."
You-" The back of Song Miao's hand seemed to be burned, and she quickly took it back.Her eyes were swirling, and the tails of her eyes were crimson, which was particularly moving."
You are not allowed to kiss me!"
She pouted and stamped her feet."
Good morning kiss."
Huo Yunque hooked his lips and smiled lowly.In his smiling eyes, Song Miao almost didn't hold back.She hurriedly threw the door and threw down a sentence: "I'm going to wash!"
”"Bang!"
The door was slammed shut in front of him, Huo Yunque was stunned for a moment, and then laughed dumbly.Uncle Zhang walked up and saw such a scene.He asked worriedly, "Sir, have you made Miss Song angry?"
”"Should-yes?"
The man smiled like a cold moon, and he knocked lightly on the door, "Then I'll wait for you downstairs, don't be too late." ”With that, he walked gracefully downstairs.Leaving Uncle Zhang to look at the closed door, he was worried.Alas......
How can this little couple not quarrel?
Even if they are as high-ranking as their husbands, in their feelings, they are just ordinary people.I don't know if two people quarrel, will Mr. take the initiative to bow his head?
Miss Song is delicate and young.According to Uncle Zhang's meaning, that gentleman has to let others!
But in fact, Uncle Zhang was obviously overthinking.In the room, in the huge cloakroom, rows of cabinets were opened, and the small sofa was full of them.It is full of the latest women's clothing this season, and after careful screening, the most suitable one for Song Miao is selected, and it will finally appear in her cloakroom.And now, in the face of so many dazzling clothes, Song Miao is one head and two big."
What to do!
What to do!
”She grabbed her hair and paced back and forth in the cloakroom.There are so many clothes, so that her choice phobia comes out.This was the first time she'd gone out on a date with her brother during the day, and of course she had to- ahem, at least she couldn't dress too ugly, right?"
Pants or skirts?"
Song Miao was carrying a pair of white trousers in one hand and a pleated skirt in the other, wondering which one was better.The pleated skirt is a woolen texture, red and white checkered style, which is also mixed with looming silver threads, which looks shiny in the light, quite a New Year's atmosphere.Song Miao made two strokes, and finally made a decision!
She found a red sweater and a shirt with a doll collar, just took off her pajamas, and inadvertently glanced through the mirror, Song Miao's posture stiffened.In the mirror, the girl's skin was as white as jade, as if it were transparent in the light.And at this moment, it began to spread from the neck to the lower abdomen, full of red marks.