Chapter 939 The Tender Couple Went to the Appointment, Huo Sanye Fell to the Altar
Song Qing's eyes showed astonishment, she didn't expect the second master to let her go, the melancholy between her brows turned into confusion, showing complex surprise.
Huo Yirong closed his eyes and didn't look at her at all, the fine sweat from his forehead slipped down his face and dripped onto the blue quilt, smearing it into a dark color.
His posture was a little sloppy, but his whole person burst out with a powerful force, as if his life had undergone some kind of sublimation and transformation.
The frivolous arcs raised by the corners of the lips in the past pressed down, and the tails of the narrow and sharp eyes were slightly red, adding a sense of charm.
In this way, Huo Yirong, who revealed extreme sexiness and charm from her bones, clearly reflected in Song Qing's eyes, which made her heart beat faster, her dull eyes showed vivid affection, and her unconscious body was also different.
With his eyes closed, Yirong Huo, who was in a fidgety mood, quickly felt the slight change from a certain structure.
He opened his eyes and saw a blush on Song Qing's aggressive face, feeling inexplicably thirsty.
Huo Yirong's dark and ice eyes flashed a bottomless mysterious light.
In the next instant, Qing Jun's face, which was covered in fine sweat, suddenly became cold, the bottom of his eyes became violent, and his eyes seemed to burn out Song Qing.
Song Qing, who was in a trance, was pulled up by her hair, and her body was thrown onto the precious carpet by surprise.
Huo Yirong sat beside the bed with a domineering posture, full of aristocratic superior aura.
He raised his reserved chin: "Get up!"
The timid lips issued a low command voice, the coldness and ruthlessness that had been concealed by the loss of calm.
In line with the style of doing things with a quick knife, Huo Yirong didn't have any pity and cherished the jade, and pulled the other party's hair closer.
He could touch it, but he couldn't eat it, which made him very irritable.
There was a dark movement in the quiet room.
As if whimpering, full of pain.
After a long time, the atmosphere in the room became more and more solidified, and the breath of heather slowly spread out.
Huo Yirong pushed Song Qing away, low and surly, with a cold voice mixed with panting: "Get out!"
His eyes were closed, and his breathing was not steady.
The anger in the bottom of my heart did not show any signs of improvement because it was vented.
In fact, he had many ways to get Song Qing to obey him, but all of this was under the condition that the other party was interested in him.
Huo Yirong had a plan in his heart when he decided to use Song Qing to draw out the Despicable Yang Gu.
As long as he doesn't act sleazy, can't stand on the table, and has a clean family background, he can marry into the family.
Looking at Song Qing's various performances, the other party doesn't seem to like him at all.
Song Qing, who got up from the ground, wiped her face, and the already rich and pungent breath poured into the tip of her nose again.
She lowered her eyes, looking at the light reflected in the dark light in her palm, her lips pursed slightly, and her wet hands clenched tightly.
Song Qing walked slowly out of the room.
She knew that tonight's plan to draw out the Destiny Sun Eclipse Gu had failed.
The lingering unease receded, and the helpless guilt surged up.
She tried her best, but she still felt infinite self-blame in her heart.
After the door was gently closed, Huo Yirong completely relaxed and slumped on the bed. He found the mobile phone beside the pillow and called Gongsun Yibo.
The call was connected, and he told the other party that the plan had failed.
Gongsun Yibo was curious as to why he failed: "Second Master, what's going on? Is it Song Qing's problem, or is it your side?"
You must know that Song Qing has absolute loyalty, and Huo Yirong is eager to get rid of the Gu, they should have done it smoothly.
Huo Yirong turned around his mouth when he was about to explain, but finally shut up.
He is not interested in telling this kind of thing to outsiders, regardless of face or shame, but does not want people to talk about his house affairs.
Gongsun Yibo didn't get a response, and asked aloud, "Second Master? Are you listening?"
The voice was anxious, even more anxious than the client Huo Yirong.
"Um--"
Huo Yirong responded with a nasal voice, with unknowing contentment and irritability.
Gongsun Yibo was really curious, and kept asking: "Second Master, I think you need to tell me the detailed process, this time I failed, the next time it will be twice as difficult to lure Gu insects out, I want to know all the details, to think of a strategy.”
"Prefer not to say."
Huo Yirong's voice was low and cold.
Gongsun Yibo had long been accustomed to his eccentric temperament, and patiently persuaded: "This will make it difficult for me, tell me, I will keep it a secret."
Huo Yirong ignored him, staring at the ceiling absently, Song Qing's dull eyes flashed in his mind, as well as the strange reaction he showed when he was emotional.
Gongsun Yibo was still asking: "Second Master, are you still there? Is there something unspeakable on your side?"
Huo Yirong was annoyed by the question, so he hung up the call very irritably, and he threw the phone against the wall.
Song Qing, who was outside the door, heard a bang inside.
She leaned against the wall and looked back, her eyes worried but emotionless.
...
Royal Court Hotel.
On the top floor, in the banquet hall.
The children of the four major families, the six major families, and other small families are all here. Every New Year's Eve, everyone will sit down and gather. The development of contacts is one aspect, and it is more for everyone to sit down and communicate.
The major families break the bones and connect the tendons, which is an inseparable network of connections among the upper echelons of the Beijing circle.
Huo Yunjie and Qin Ruan were dressed in formal dresses, each holding their delicately dressed children, and stepped into the banquet hall where they were staggered.
The lights in the hall reflected the men and women who came and went in elaborate costumes.
"The third master is here!"
Some people saw that Mr. Huo came with his wife and children and shouted.
The huge banquet hall soon became quiet.
Everyone looked back and saw an elegant man standing at the entrance of the banquet hall, and Qin Ruan who was dressed in bright and moving clothes.
"Third Master, I haven't seen you in previous years, but this year is quite strange. Did you finally fall from the altar with a sweet wife in your arms?"
A familiar woman's voice with a smile spread to everyone's ears.
Such a joke, only Su Jingshu, the head of the Su family, can say it. There are several celebrities present with her identity and courage.
Su Jingshu stood not far away, looking at Huo Yunqiu and Qin Ruan with a smile in their eyes, together with the two children they were holding in their arms.
As soon as she spoke out, others around her also stepped forward with good words.
"These are the two little princes of the Huo family? They look really good."
"It looks lively and cute, and it looks smart."
"These two children really look alike..."
Huo Yunqiu raised her thin lips with a perfect arc, thanked them humbly and detachedly, and quickly greeted everyone.
Qin Ruan looked at the smile on the face of the man beside him, the smile was gentle and calm, but unfortunately it was not real.
She clearly saw that in the eyes of the third master, which were as deep as a black pool, there was a layer of detachment hidden in them, which made people feel that they were far away and unapproachable.
Qin Ruan was surrounded by people and couldn't breathe easily.
She took Huo Yao from Huo Yunqiu's arms and whispered in his ear, "I'll take them to find the eldest brother and the second brother."
The third master smiled and nodded: "go--"