Chapter 568
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I'll show you all I want tonight.
"But …"
"Isn't it beautiful?"
Song Yaoyao nodded gently when she saw the crimson color.
She was indeed very beautiful.
She was also curious about what the previous owner of the bracelet looked like.
She should be very beautiful, right? It could be seen from Huo Yunque's eyes. And her name, Ah Zhu.
Shu: Beauty.
Song Yaoyao suddenly had an impulse. She tugged at Huo Yunque's sleeve. When he lowered his head, she asked, "Brother, what does Auntie look like? Isn't she beautiful? "
"You want to see your future mother-in-law so much?"
His teasing made Song Yaoyao blush.
She glared at Huo Yunque and touched the bracelet. "You know that's not what I meant!"
Old Master Huo yawned. He was too old to stay up late. It was only nine o 'clock at night, but he was already sleepy.
But when he heard the topic of his lover, he couldn't help but laugh.
"It's not difficult to meet your aunt. She loved to record her life and left behind many photos. If you want to see it, I'll send you a few photo albums tomorrow. There are also many photos of Yun Que when he was young. "
Song Yaoyao's eyes lit up. "Do you have any photos of Big Brother making a fool of himself?"
She was too curious. What was the refined and cultured Huo Yunque like when he was young?
Old Master Huo was stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter.
She sighed and said, "No, but your auntie wants to. But I don't know how this kid grew up. He's been like an old man since he was young. No matter how much I tormented him, he never cried. "
"Eh? Wouldn't that be boring? "
Everyone said that children were born to play. If they didn't play more when they were young, they wouldn't be fun when they grew up.
Who would have thought that Huo Yunque had been like this since he was a child?
"It's quite boring." Old Master Huo smacked his lips. "But there are pictures of him naked when he was a few months old. Do you want to see them?"
"Wow!"
Song Yaoyao gave her face and nodded heavily. "Yes!"
"Alright, I'll show them to you tomorrow."
After saying that, Old Master Huo strolled back to his room with his hands behind his back.
After he left, only the two of them were left.
"Brother, when you were young …"
Before she could finish speaking, her slender waist was grabbed. The man looked down at her condescendingly with a faint smile. "You want to see it so badly? I'll let you see all you want tonight. "
Song Yaoyao's legs turned to jelly. "…"
Was it too late to regret now?
…
"H-hello."
Huo Tian had been standing in the distance and sizing up this man for a long time. She watched as he sat in his wheelchair in boredom, casually playing with a black lighter.
The blue flames danced rhythmically along with the crackling sounds of opening and closing.
"Crack."
Song Wen-chuan flicked the lighter and lifted his thin eyelids slightly.
The man's gaze was distant, as if he was looking at her through the endless darkness. It hit her soul in an instant, making Huo Tian so nervous that she even forgot to breathe.
"My … my name is Huo Tian." She introduced herself with a red face. "May I know your name?"
A layer of moisture gradually appeared in her eyes as she looked at him expectantly and nervously.
Song Wen-chuan had seen this kind of gaze many times. He leaned lazily in his wheelchair, and his palms were so thin that even the veins on them were clearly visible.
His thin lips gently parted into a smile. While Huo Tian's heart was palpitating, he suddenly poured a basin of cold water on her. "Sorry, I can't."
Before Huo Tian came, she had imagined countless possibilities. However, she did not expect that Song Wen-chuan would not give her any face at all.
Her eyes turned red. "I … I know you're Song Yaoyao's brother. Your surname is Song."
(end of chapter)
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