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Chapter 338

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You're Not Making a Fuss, You're Very Obedient

Song Yaoyao ran all the way until she couldn't catch her breath.

In a short period of time, he ran to the greenhouse.

The greenhouse was a huge glass house. The winter scenery outside was bleak, but inside, it was full of spring and flowers.

The crescent moon hung in the dark sky, and the bright and soft light poured down.

The lights were on inside, and she could only vaguely see a figure.

The man's eyebrows were sparse and his body was like jade.

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

It was strange. Before she saw him, Song Yaoyao wanted to grow wings and fly directly to him. But when she really saw him, she slowed down and even controlled her breathing to the minimum, for fear of disturbing him.

She walked over quietly.

The light above the man's head shone on his face. His eyelashes were long and cast a layer of arc light under his eyelids. It was enough to amaze the world.

It was charming and beautiful.

"Brother."

Song Yaoyao leaned against the glass door and waved at Huo Yunque with both hands. She asked weakly, "Can I come in?"

The door wasn't locked, but after knowing that tonight was Huo Yunque's mother's death anniversary, Song Yaoyao didn't dare to act rashly.

The small figure stood outside, shrunk her head in the cold wind. From time to time, she shivered and looked pitiful.

Huo Yunque had no choice but to open the door.

"It's not locked. Why don't you come in?"

"I, I don't dare!"

She pouted and muttered. She trotted in and quietly held his fingertips.

The temperature in the greenhouse was constant, and it would be adjusted with time to ensure that the flowers in the greenhouse could bloom at their best.

It was Song Yaoyao's first time here. She opened her mouth in surprise.

She followed Huo Yunque through the flowers. She was used to the bleak and withered scenery in winter. At first glance, she was still not used to the thriving flowers.

It was as if she had fallen into a space-time crack and entered another world.

There were flowers all around, of all kinds.

Song Yaoyao knew and didn't know. In short, they were all very good.

Moreover, unlike the neatly trimmed flowers she had seen before, the flowers in this greenhouse were completely wild!

For example, the shelf in front was covered with densely packed roses. Below it was a set of rattan chairs and a wooden table. On top of it was a purple teapot.

Looking to the side, there were pots of orchids on the shelves.

Other than that, there were also many green plants.

"People who grow flowers must know how to enjoy life, right?" Song Yaoyao sighed. After entering this place, she felt that her heart had calmed down. Sitting here and drinking a cup of tea, her body and mind would relax.

"No."

Huo Yunque smiled. "She's especially noisy."

"Ah?" Song Yaoyao knew that the flowers in the greenhouse were planted by her brother's mother. Therefore, Huo Yunque's answer was naturally directed at his mother. Then …

She asked, "Are you more noisy than me?"

Huo Yunque thought for a moment and nodded. "Yes, she's more noisy than you. As for you … "He lowered his eyes and looked at Song Yaoyao." You're very obedient. "

Thump, thump, thump …

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

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

Today is your mother's death anniversary. You have to be serious!

As they walked in, Song Yaoyao realized that there was actually a piano inside!

Her eyes lit up and she turned to look around.

There was a chaise lounge next to the piano. The piano was neither fish nor fowl in this place, but it was inexplicably harmonious.

It was as if they had transmigrated.

There was a piece of writing hanging on the wall. When she saw what was written, Song Yaoyao burst out laughing.

(End of chapter)

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