"Or else?"
Song Miao looked up proudly with her little face, and the invisible little tail behind her was about to be raised to the sky.The little face under the lamp is as delicate as a flower, and it is extraordinarily brilliant.Huo Yunque hooked his lips and kissed her forehead."
This is a reward for you—" ......
Song Miao changed her clothes upstairs and was led downstairs by Huo Yunque.Then I found out that the atmosphere downstairs was a bit eerie.She blinked, poking her head out from behind the man's tall body.When his eyes caught a thin figure, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly shouted excitedly, "Brother!
”She swooped over and hugged Song Wenchuan's neck."
Brother, why are you here?"
Huo Yunque was ruthlessly thrown away, his gaze swept over the little girl's little hand that was intimately wrapped around the other party's neck, and his eyes dimmed slightly.Song Wenchuan hooked his lips, pulled her down, and rubbed her head."
Come and see you, he didn't bully you, did he?""
Ahem......"
Song Miao's little face was slightly red, and she glanced at Song Wenchuan with disgust, "No, brother, don't worry!"
”"Oh?"
Song Wenchuan's scrutinizing gaze fell from Song Miao's body to Huo Yunque's body, his thin lips hooked slightly, and the two equally powerful men looked at each other, and there seemed to be an invisible smell of gunpowder spreading in the air.Huo Yunque chuckled and took the initiative to stretch out his hand, "Mr.
Song, long time no see." ”"Hmm......"
Song Wenchuan seemed to smile rather than smile, and bowed his head meaningfully, "I haven't seen you for a while." ”The Huo family members beside him looked at each other, and they were all a little surprised.They are also well-informed, but they rarely see someone whose momentum can be comparable to Huo Yunque.The two have dealings, and they seem to be harmonious, but in fact, the smell of gunpowder is choking.Dai Shiqing pursed her lips, she thought that Song Miao was just a Cinderella who jumped out of nowhere, and there was no big backstage.Until Song Wenchuan appeared, a thin man dressed in black, he was elegant, leaning lazily on the single sofa with his legs folded, and his hands were casually tapping on the armrests.The face is clear and the temperament is cold.is different from Huo Yunque's elegant feeling, he is the kind of person who still gives people a feeling of coldness to the bone even with a smile on his face.It's like missing some kind of human emotion.Only when facing the little girl next to him, it will melt in an instant, from the cold winter to spring.Song Miao was very happy that Song Wenchuan could get along with Huo Yunque amicably, her voice was light and glutinous, and she said to Song Wenchuan proudly: "Brother is very good, he is also very good to me, brother, you will know in the future." ”The smile on the corner of Song Wenchuan's lips was thicker, but it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.The phoenix's eyes narrowed slightly, "Oh?
”"Ahem......"
Old Man Huo came down from upstairs, and his coughs attracted everyone's attention.walked to Song Wenchuan's side with a warm smile and patted him on the shoulder with a big palm."
Welcome, welcome, don't you want to introduce me?"
Song Wenchuan stretched out his hand, "Hello old man, I am my sister, Song Wenchuan, just call me by my name." ”"Hey, good, good!
Sure enough, it's a talent!
”Old Man Huo smiled with no eyes, held Song Wenchuan's hand and said cordially: "Since we are my sister, then we are a family."
Why don't you leave today?
The kitchen is already ready, is it good to stay for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together?
”"This-" Song Wenchuan looked at Huo Yunque silently, and under the deep gaze of the other party, he hooked his lips, "That junior might as well be respectful, and just take a better look at my wife." ”Song Miao bent her eyes and hugged Song Wenchuan's arm, "Brother, do you have any New Year's gifts?"
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