Chapter 572
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Huo Tian snorted and quietly moved closer to Dai Shiqing's ear.
"Sister Qingqing, don't worry. I'll help you. When the time comes …"
The two sisters looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
Time passed very quickly. No matter how reluctant Song Yaoyao was, Song Wen-chuan had to leave.
His eyes were red from the heat, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.
"I'm leaving."
He waved his hand and said goodbye to Song Yaoyao.
The starlight in Song Yaoyao's eyes dimmed bit by bit. She tugged at the corner of his shirt reluctantly. "Brother, will you come again?"
Song Wen-chuan chuckled softly and was silent for a moment.
Amidst his silence, Song Yaoyao lowered her gaze. Her breath was listless, like a frosted eggplant.
Seeing this, Song Wen-chuan smiled helplessly. He pinched her chubby little face and chuckled hoarsely. "Why are you crying? Don't you believe me? Even the heavens can't stop me from seeing my sister. Come, smile for me. "
Looking into his dark eyes, Song Yaoyao couldn't understand the emotions hidden in them.
But as long as she saw his eyes, Song Yaoyao felt exceptionally at ease.
She nodded heavily and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with the back of her hand.
"Then … you have to remember."
"Pinky promise?"
"Pinky promise." Song Yaoyao hooked Song Wen-chuan's pinky and suddenly muttered, "Brother, Happy New Year."
Song Wen-chuan was slightly stunned. After a long while, he smiled softly.
"Happy New Year. I wish our little princess good health, peace, and joy."
Song Yaoyao lay on the balcony and watched the black car gradually disappear into the night.
Suddenly, she felt a burning sensation on her back, dispersing the cold air.
Song Yaoyao couldn't help but burrow into her arms and look up at the large fireworks above her head.
Huo Zexi and the other boys were setting off fireworks in the courtyard. She didn't know where they bought them from.
"Happy New Year."
The man's lazy voice came from above her head. It was a very pleasant voice, as if it was mixed with some kind of sweet wine.
"Happy New Year ~"
Unknowingly, it was already the New Year. Song Yaoyao was still in a trance.
She leaned against Huo Yunque's chest and looked down. Suddenly, she saw a small flame.
Huo Ningxi, who was smoking, seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly raised his head, and through the endless darkness, he accurately caught a glimpse of that pair of crystal-clear eyes.
His hand paused, and he almost instinctively wanted to hide the cigarette.
But halfway through, he suddenly paused.
Regardless of whether he was good or bad, the other party wouldn't care. So what if she saw it? Was he afraid of arousing her disgust?
Huo Ningxi sneered. He looked at the half-burnt cigarette and took a deep puff.
Whatever …
Song Yaoyao's curly eyelashes fluttered. "Brother, Huo Ningxi can smoke now. He's changed a lot."
It was as if he had grown from a childish boy who liked to hurt others with bad words to a mature man overnight.
He was taller and much stronger.
As soon as she finished speaking, her body was turned over.
Her waist was pressed against the cold railing. Song Yaoyao slowly raised her head, and an extremely familiar face came into view.
The man's face was clear and handsome, and his facial features were three-dimensional and sharp. His pair of flirtatious phoenix eyes were long and narrow. The corners of his eyes curved upwards, and he raised his eyebrows slightly. In his pitch-black eyes, the whites of his eyes were slightly blue.
Song Yaoyao's heart stopped beating for a moment.
She heard the man's hoarse voice that was tinged with laughter. "Song Yaoyao, don't you care about a little too many men tonight?"
Thump, thump …
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