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Chapter 743

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When do you have a girlfriend?

He was carrying a small bag in his hand. Inside the bag were grilled sausages, chestnuts, and even a biscuit …

They were all common and down-to-earth things.

"Brother, do you want to eat?"

Song Yaoyao stood on her tiptoes, raised the grilled sausage high, and handed it to Huo Yunque's mouth.

He had never eaten such a thing before, but when he saw the girl's sparkling eyes, which seemed to be filled with stars, he lowered his head and took a bite out of respect.

"Is it good?"

Song Yaoyao's face was flushed red. Her happiness could be felt from her expression and body language.

"Yes, it's delicious." The taste of the grilled sausages was ordinary. For Huo Yunque, who was used to eating bland food, it was too greasy. He touched the roof of his mouth with his tongue and chuckled. "Very sweet."

"Sweet?"

Song Yaoyao did not react for a moment. She took another bite in confusion. Her cheeks puffed up and she looked up blankly. "Where —"

Sweet?

It took her a while to realize something. Unfortunately, as long as she was in front of Huo Yunque, Song Yaoyao's genius brain would run away from home.

Song Yaoyao had probably inherited her bad sense of direction.

I wonder which dimension he's lost in …

"Sweet? Hmm? "Huo Yunque chuckled softly, his chest rising and falling gently." Little Song, is it sweet? "

He was asking the obvious!

"It's not sweet!"

She flung his hand away and pinched his waist hard when no one was around.

"Not at all!"

"Tsk —"

Huo Yunque laughed impudently as he watched her snort angrily and swing her arms as she walked away quickly. He carried the snacks lazily and followed behind Song Yaoyao.

When she walked, he walked. When she stopped, he stopped.

Huo Qi and Ho Si slowly hid in the crowd and followed behind.

Seeing this, Huo Qi said sourly, "Bodyguards don't have human rights? Sir is too inhumane! "

Was it really appropriate to abuse single people like this?

Ho Si held a skewer of grilled sausages in one hand and handed it to Huo Qi. He teased, "Then you can take the time to ask Sir when we have a free daughter-in-law in our benefits."

Huo Qi took the sausage and took a bite. "Pfft! Do you think I'm stupid? Why don't you ask? "

If he asked such a question, Sir would definitely call him an idiot again!

He did not forget that the last person who offended Sir was still being ridiculed by everyone in Royal Royal View.

Needless to say, Yi Ting had recently Yi Rambo Studio. As long as one was human, everyone would be interested in gossip Gossip Humans In addition to Liu Yu's gossipy nature, he knew everything in the circle. However, he also knew that he did not want to offend anyone, so he used an alias.

You can guess Studio Who exactly who it was!

Therefore, there was, the Hun Liu Yunque Studio of Studio Studio Yu 'Go Studio Atlas Forget, Studio.

Now, who wouldn't tease Liu Yu when they saw him?

Tsk, tsk, tsk. Sir has such a bad taste. He's so ruthless when dealing with people.

"You're stupid to begin with."

Ho Si chewed on the sausage and complained with a grin.

However, his eyes were fixed on the movement in front of him.

Huo Qi snorted. "You're not stupid? You look like a pumpkin! "

"Pfft —" Ho Si glared. "This is called manliness, do you know? Do you think everyone is like you, looking like a girl? "

"I can't be bothered to talk to you. Hurry, Sir has gone far!"



"Miss, just look around."

Seeing that there was business, the girl who was sitting behind the stall and playing with her phone immediately perked up and waved enthusiastically.

She had a wide variety of jewelry in her stall, and there were many beautiful hair bands next to her.

(End of chapter)

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