Chapter 1112 Ruining My Uncle’s Good Deeds

Huo Tian felt that she had endured too much torture that she should not have endured at her age.

She was forced to eat dog food every day until she was full.

Fortunately, Huo Yunque and Song Yaoyao were still humane and quickly left the study to prevent Huo Tian from being starved to death by dog ​​food. She curled her lips and muttered: "Who has never been in love?" She is still so clingy at her age.

She lowered her head and began to read the plan attentively.

I was mesmerized just watching it.

When she turned to the end and saw the human life in this plan, she screamed and jumped up.

"Ahhh!"

how come--

Song Yaoyao plans to sign her?

No, it also includes her previous teammates in "Yao You" who have not debuted but are very capable.

Including her, there were five people in total. Huo Tian had an impression of these five people. They all came when they had dinner before.

But after so long, Huo Tian never expected that Song Yaoyao would still remember it.

God——

Is this the group name?

Isn't that a little too arrogant? God?

Huo Tian continued to flip through the pages, and there were actually a few lyrics sheets tucked behind them. They should be semi-finished products, with some parts not yet completed.

She saw at the top the mark given by Song Yaoyao, which was also the name of the album:

Pluto

Huo Tian tried to hum along with the music score. Whether it was the words or the melody, the light in her eyes became brighter and brighter.

This is a difficult and mysterious song. Both the tune and the lyrics.

She had been following Song Yaoyao recently, so she knew her handwriting, so she naturally recognized that it was written by Song Yaoyao!

Huo Tian couldn't sit still anymore, grabbed the documents and rushed out of the study——

In the room, Song Yaoyao kept leaning back, her little hands pressed against the man's chest, her little face glowing like pink jade. A pair of beautiful almond eyes shone with a cunning light. She shook her head and said in a soft voice, "No~"

"Kiss me again."

"Dear Mr. Huo, your credibility in my eyes is 0 now!"

Song Yaoyao raised her eyebrows proudly and quickly blocked her pressed thin lips.

Huo Yunchao's thick eyelashes covered the tiny light in his eyes. He gently kissed Song Yaoyao's palm, and his clear and pleasant voice was filled with a smile, "You really don't want it?"

"Wow you-"

Song Yaoyao glanced at him and jerked her hand back as if she was electrocuted.

This made Huo Yunchue chuckle.

He closed his thin eyelids and quickly planted a kiss on her lips.

"What do I do? Huh?"

Most of the time, the people in front of him were cold and aloof. Only in front of her would the coldness melt away, as if the winter snow had melted and formed a pool of spring.

At this moment, his eyes were narrow and he asked with his eyes.

Song Yaoyao groaned, wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned forward and bit his lips, muttering, "I won't tell you."

Bad guy.

"Auntie uh——"

Huo Tian was dumbfounded.

Huo Yunque held Song Yaoyao in his arms and slowly raised his eyes. The light in his eyes was like an extremely sharp knife, piercing the air and striking at Huo Tian.

"Huh? Have you finished reading your things?"

The man's slender fingers were constantly twirling around Song Yaoyao's long hair.

If you ignore his cold expression, it is definitely a harmonious and warm picture.

It's a pity that no matter how scary Huo Yunque is, Song Yaoyao, who is trapped in Huo Yunque's arms, can't see him.

"Who taught you the rules if you don't knock on the door?" Huo Yunque's voice was cold.

His tone was always calm and calm, but Huo Tian could feel the aura of safety from it.

Huo Tian almost cried, her head almost buried in her chest, and she apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, uncle, I didn't see..."

I deserve death for ruining my uncle and aunt's good deeds.

"go out."

"Yes, yes! Uncle, calm down! I'm leaving now!!"

Huo Tian rushed out of the room without looking back, and carefully closed the door for Huo Yunque.

"Eh?"

Song Yaoyao put her hands on Huo Yunchue's chest with difficulty and turned her head to look. She only had time to see the door that had just been closed.

"elder brother."

"Huh?" Huo Yunque's eyes were dark, and his big palm landed on Song Yaoyao's waist.

Song Yaoyao didn't notice, "Did you say something?" She was at a loss, wondering what Huo Tian was doing, looking like he was running for his life.

"forget."

The serious answer left Song Yaoyao speechless.

While she was in a daze, suddenly, a crisp smell filled her breath, and a sense of oppression came from the top of her head.

"Hey-"

The body soars into the air and then touches the big bed.

Song Yaoyao bounced on the bed. Before she could sit up, she saw the man kneeling on one knee beside the bed, leaning over and supporting her with his long arm.

What a coincidence, I happened to trap her in my arms...

-

Huo Tian waited and waited in the corner, waited and waited...

From noon to dark, I just didn't wait until Song Yaoyao came out.

Of course, her brother-in-law didn't come out either.

"Are you dreaming here?"

Huo Ningxi had just gotten off work not long ago. He had already opened the door, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed a small figure squatting vaguely in the corner.

He held the doorknob with one hand and looked sideways, surprised.

Huo Tian's neck was stiff and she twisted her neck. When she saw Huo Ningxi, she felt extremely wronged.

"Brother Ning Xi, I'm so miserable!!"

She stood up from the ground and ran towards Huo Ningxi.

However, she forgot how long she had been squatting in the corner. She suddenly stood up, and the short-term paralysis caused by the lack of blood circulation in her legs caused her to plop and fall at Huo Ningxi's feet.

Huo Ningxi took two steps back, her brows gradually raised.

"Huo Tian." He took a deep breath.

Huo Tian lay on the ground crying, her legs still cramping, making it impossible for her to get up for a while.

She put her hands on the ground and raised her head with difficulty, "Ah?"

Huo Ningxi: "Are you sick??"

-

Song Yaoyao slept for most of the afternoon. When she woke up in a daze, the man next to her was still sleeping.

This was really rare in her impression, and her lower back was still a little sore, but not unbearable. The man's arm was still wrapped around her waist domineeringly. Song Yaoyao quietly raised her head and gently outlined the man's face with her small hands.

The eyelashes are long and sparse, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the shape of the lips is very beautiful. If the corners of the lips are slightly raised when smiling, Su will die.

At this time, the man fell asleep quietly, as if there was no sign of waking up.

Song Yaoyao regained her courage and poked Huo Yunchue's cheek a few times with her delicate fingers.

Just when she was about to squeeze twice, Huo Yunchao suddenly turned his head and accurately bit her offending finger.

"ah!"

Song Yaoyao gave a short scream, looking at Huo Yunchao with his eyes still closed, crying out with tears in his eyes, "It hurts..."

Huo Yunque curled his lips and seemed to be smiling, but it was very light.

"Where does it hurt?"

Song Yaoyao sobbed, "Hand, hand hurts."

Huo Yunchue smiled and let go of his teeth. Song Yaoyao withdrew his hand and blew air on his fingers.