Chapter 1033 Autistic Huo Shao, Loves to Brush Hair (9)

Su Qiao gave her a meaningful look: "What do you think will happen?"

Huo Xiaoyan's expression froze, and she was about to withdraw soon, coquettishly as usual: "Sister-in-law, I don't care about you, why are you so aggressive?"

"Oh, by the way, my brother is waiting for you in the study. He said that you are back, so he will let you go to the study immediately."

After she finished speaking, she quietly approached Su Qiao's ear with a wicked smile in her eyes, and said in a low voice, "But you have to be careful, he seems to be very angry."

Su Qiao slightly hooked her lips: "I'm angry."

Hehe, she's not angry yet, it's the dog man's turn to be angry?

"Sister-in-law, hurry up, I'll pour you a cup of tea to sober up, so as not to have a headache." Huo Xiaoyan couldn't wait to see Su Qiao kicked out of Huo's house by her brother.

Su Qiao saw at a glance that she wanted to watch a good show.

However, I didn't care, and nodded calmly: "Thank you very much."

Huo Xiaoyan glanced at her angrily: "Sister-in-law, we are a family.

You are so kind to me on weekdays. You always make me biscuits and snacks. I just make you a cup of sober tea. What is there to thank? "

There were beautiful words in her mouth, but Huo Xiaoyan sneered in her heart.

family?

Huh, not anymore.

The unsightly rubbish should have been thrown out long ago.

Su Qiao didn't answer any more, there was a trace of ridicule in his eyes, and he turned up the stairs.

In a study room on the second floor, the smoking man standing by the window turned and sat back at the desk.

came back.

It looks fine.

For some unknown reason, Huo Sihan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the woman came back safely.

At this time, Su Qiao had already gone upstairs.

Knocked on the door of the study, and after getting a hard-tied, cold word 'in' inside, she pushed the door open and walked into the study.

Scan the decoration of the entire study in a second.

Dark gold wallpaper, sandalwood table, chairs and bookcase, black leather sofa, dark wood floor.

solemn and depressing.

It's like sitting behind the desk, the man who always likes to wear black and is staring at him.

He looks as handsome as ever, his body is icy cold, his eyes are like a lake of black water, and he is full of chills.

Xiao Si's description is not appropriate enough.

This man is like a wolf lurking in the dark.

There is a fierceness in him.

Su Qiao raised her eyebrows imperceptibly, and walked over calmly, without waiting for him to say hello, and sat directly on the black leather chair opposite him, her brows cold: "Are you looking for me?"

In front of her is her beautiful little face, her ears are her soft voice, but her eyes are contradictory and cold.

This was the first time that Huo Sihan looked directly at his wife, but he almost failed him.

Small in stature, small in hands, delicate in facial features, and the voice that made his heart tremble...

This is really...so cute.

No one knows that Huo Sihan, who doesn't like to talk, doesn't like to be in contact with people, and even maintains a distance from his family, actually likes small and exquisite things the most.

Of course, that was only before he was seven, but since what happened when he was seven, he has never allowed himself to like anything small and cute.

The coldness in Huo Sihan's eyes grew even stronger when he thought that it was the woman in front of him who had made him restless all night, tossing and turning all night.

He hated the feeling of being held back.

He picked up the divorce agreement from a table and threw it in front of her: "Sign it."

Is there something wrong?

After staring at her for a long time, without saying a word, he threw a document over.