Chapter 34
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"Huo Qi!"
The girl's soft and passionate voice made Huo Qi stumble. He was at a loss.
"Why are you here? Where's Brother? Is he here too? "
Song Yaoyao looked around and asked Huo Qi.
Huo Qi touched his nose and thought to himself, As expected, she's so passionate because of Sir. She scared me!
"Here." He passed the bag to her. Inside was a cup of red bean matcha and a small piece of multi-layer cake. "I didn't know Miss Song's taste, so I ordered something better. If you don't like it, you can tell me and I'll buy something else."
Song Yaoyao took it happily. "I like it. Of course I like it. Where's Brother?"
She stuck her head out and looked around.
Song Jingwan didn't feel good. She didn't know whether to throw away the milk tea in her hands or hold onto it.
Although the price was ordinary, it depended on who gave it to her.
She forced a smile and asked, "Why are you here, Mr. Huo?"
Huo Qi was answering Song Yaoyao when he was interrupted by Song Jingwan. His handsome face became more serious. He maintained a polite smile and said, "Oh, it's Miss Song. I'm sorry I didn't see you just now, so I didn't buy an extra set. Please forgive me. "
He had no intention of replying to Song Jingwan's question.
Sir was his master. How could he reveal his master's whereabouts because of someone else's words?
However, Song Yaoyao recognized Huo Yunque's car. She finally found a familiar car in the crowd and immediately ran over like a little bird.
"Brother!"
Huo Yunque's frown eased. He looked out of the car window and saw the girl running towards him through the crowd.
Her knee-length pleated skirt swayed. The sunset danced above her head, and she was full of vitality.
The car window rolled down slowly, revealing the face that Song Yaoyao had been thinking about day and night.
She was overjoyed. She blinked her eyes and leaned against the car window. "Brother, I missed you so much."
Huo Yunque: "…"
Song Yaoyao didn't think there was anything wrong with it. If she liked him, she should say it out loud. There was nothing to be embarrassed about.
Her dark eyes rolled around, and her dimples had just the right amount of sweetness.
"Brother looks good in a shirt too. It's super nice!"
"Cough —"
Huo Yunque facepalmed and reached out to push Song Yaoyao's head away a little. If she came any closer, her head would touch his face.
"Speak properly," he said sternly.
Song Yaoyao pouted and mumbled, "What? I'm talking nicely!"
Her voice was sticky and sweeter than sugar.
Huo Yunque sighed. His gaze fell on her slightly red eyes and he asked in a deep voice, "Why are you crying?"
"Ah?" Song Yaoyao tilted her head innocently.
She took a sip of the milk tea. "I'm not crying."
That childish and confused look made his hands itch. He couldn't wait to reach out and pinch her to see if she was as soft as he imagined.
"Your eyes." He opened his mouth and pointed it out casually.
Song Yaoyao touched her face in hindsight. "I rubbed it myself ~ Hehe, so Gege was worried about me ~ I'm so touched ~"
Her lips were moistened, and when she smiled, it seemed as if the whole world lit up.
Huo Qi followed behind Song Yaoyao and couldn't help but sigh.
A soft, sweet and coquettish little girl. He really couldn't take it!
It was no wonder that even the pure and simple teacher could not control himself.
Huo Yunque took off his glasses. "I'm not concerned." He pinched his eyebrows.
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