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Chapter 370

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For our Christmas.

So what if those childish boys knew how to flatter people? Yi Ting suddenly realized that in front of Huo Yunque, there was no one around.

Those little tricks all seemed unbearably vulgar.

Tong Tong and Xiao Ye's birthday party was not as grand as Song Yaoyao had imagined. It was just a simple family dinner. Even the food was prepared by Yi Ting and Lin Shuang.

This villa wasn't very big, but it exuded a warm atmosphere inside and out.

She gave the gifts she had prepared to Tong Tong and Xiao Ye respectively and said to them with a smile, "Happy birthday."

In addition, there was also a small packet of chocolate. Song Yaoyao secretly gave it to Tong Tong.

"Hey, I promised to return it to you next time. Remember to hide it well ~"

The two girls looked at each other and snickered.

Just as he was laughing, a large shadow covered the top of his head, blocking out the light.

The two of them looked up at the same time and blinked their big eyes. Tong Tong immediately became obedient. "Hello, Uncle Huo ~"

The man lowered his eyes and swept his gaze across her face. Finally, his gaze landed on Song Yaoyao and he murmured, "Mm."

He raised his palm and extended it towards Song Yaoyao.

Song Yaoyao held it and saw that Tong Tong and Xiao Ye had run away in fear.

"Ugh —"

The man pulled her forcefully into his arms.

Song Yaoyao rubbed her nose, and her eyes were filled with a layer of mist. She asked softly, "Brother, are you drunk?"

Huo Yunque squinted his eyes. The man who reeked of alcohol had a unique smell to him.

His thin lips glistened with a layer of water. "No."

"Eh? Is that so? "Song Yaoyao was suspicious." But Big Brother looks very strange ~ "

As she spoke, the man suddenly grabbed her slender wrist and walked out of the door.

The cold snowflakes hit her face, making Song Yaoyao shiver. However, she was so excited that she wanted to scream, "Big Brother, you — Mmm?"

With his finger on her lips, the man shook his head.

"Keep a low profile."

The coat was draped over her shoulders and the scarf covered half of her small face.

Song Yaoyao was still excited. She put on her coat and whispered, "Brother, it's snowing!"

"Yes."

The man's thin lips curved slightly, his black coat hanging on his arm. He held the little girl's wrist and strode into the snow.

The first snow of this year was very heavy, and the ground was already covered with a layer of white.

Song Yaoyao turned her head. Everyone was doing their own things. The light coming through the window had an orange hue. In the long winter night, it seemed particularly warm.

No one noticed them sneaking away.

Song Yaoyao's dimples sank as she jogged to catch up with the man. "Brother, don't we need to say goodbye to them before we leave?"

Wasn't it a bad idea to just leave like this?

"No need."

The two of them left the courtyard. Huo Yunque opened the car door for Song Yaoyao. When she got in, he suddenly lowered his head.

Song Yaoyao's breathing stagnated. She almost thought that her brother was going to kiss her.

The distance between the two of them was about a centimeter. As long as one of them took the initiative, they could touch the thin lips of her dreams.

Whether or not it also had the pleasant smell of the man.

Her heart was beating so fast that Song Yaoyao could even hear it beating vigorously in her ears.

Her mind was blank. Song Yaoyao seemed to be drunk as she smelled the cedar scent on the man's body that was mixed with the faint scent of wine.

"Brother …" She muttered softly, clutching the hem of her skirt nervously.

At this moment, the man suddenly pulled away.

Before she could feel disappointed, she heard the man's deep and gentle voice.

"Now, let's go and celebrate our Christmas."

Brin took the cold medicine and wrote so much for today. He would update 12 chapters tomorrow. Brin went to rest after he finished writing the old book. The weather is cold, everyone should sleep early too ~ Goodnight!

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