Chapter 350
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You can't pinch a man's ear.
Therefore …
Huo Yunque was speechless when a soft little thing suddenly jumped out from under his desk and landed on his lap.
He was slightly stunned as he looked into the little girl's eyes that were as bright as stars.
She grinned widely, revealing her snow-white teeth, full of vitality.
She raised her hands up high, and in her palms was a big red apple. "Big brother! Happy Christmas Eve! Be safe! "
After being stunned for a while, an uncontrollable smile spread across his face.
"Heh …"
The laughter that came from his chest was low and magnetic, slowly filling the quiet office.
He took the apple with one hand and pulled her into his embrace with the other.
"Only one?"
Song Yaoyao blushed and naturally wrapped her arms around his neck and nodded. "Only Brother has it ~ ~"
This insignificant special treatment made the smile in the man's eyes deepen.
He stood up abruptly, scaring Song Yaoyao.
"Ah!! Big brother, don't move!! "
She hung onto Huo Yunque's body like a koala bear, teetering on the verge of collapse.
The man's arm wrapped around her and held her leg. Like a child, he lifted her up with one arm and walked around the desk to the lounge.
"Big Brother …"
Song Yaoyao rested her chin on his shoulder and sniffed the fragrant perfume on his body. "Brother, you smell so good. What perfume is that? I want to use it too ~ "
The little girl chattered on, her mouth not willing to rest at all.
It must have been hard on her to stay under the desk for so long.
Huo Yunque patted her and whispered, "Sit tight."
"Oh —"
Song Yaoyao pouted, her dark eyes rolled around, and her small hands began to climb up.
Finally, she quickly pinched the man's earlobe.
A strange electric current streaked across.
The man frowned and lowered his voice. "Song Yaoyao."
Song Yaoyao immediately tensed up. "Yes!"
Since she had already done it, Song Yaoyao decided that if Huo Yunque was angry and blamed her, she would —
"Do you know that you can't pinch a man's ear casually? Hmm? "
"Eh?" Song Yaoyao didn't expect this answer. "Why? What will happen if I pinch it? "She was curious and swayed her little feet.
Huo Yunque put her on the sofa. The little girl was small, and she sank into the soft sofa like a doll.
He placed his long arms on the armrest, arched, and looked down at her.
His voice was deep and magnetic. "If I pinch it, I'll have to … forget it."
Song Yaoyao was in the midst of her nervousness when the man said this to her. Song Yaoyao was instantly furious.
"Brother! How can you! "
"Hmm?"
The man occupied the other single-seater sofa, took the fruit knife from the fruit plate and started to peel an apple.
Song Yaoyao opened her mouth, then was attracted by Huo Yunque's actions.
She rarely saw Huo Yunque doing such trivial things, but in fact, even when he was doing such things, he had a casual and calm aura about him. This made his actions look especially good. His finger bones were slightly protruding from holding the fruit knife, and his slender fingers holding the apple. His palm was very thin, and the joints were distinct. His entire hand was like God's most exquisite masterpiece.
If she took a photo and sent it out, it would definitely make those who were obsessed with their hands excited!
"Click —"
Song Yaoyao quickly took a photo. When Huo Yunque looked at her, she pretended as if nothing had happened and put her phone in her pocket. She even took a photo cutely.
(End of chapter)
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