Chapter 192 Brother Is Taking a Bath?

Uncle Zhang found that there was something wrong with Song Yaoyao tonight, his spirit was not good, and he was stunned.

She watched the car disappear, and the emotion in her eyes was incomprehensible.

Not as lively as usual.

"What's wrong? Did someone bully our young lady?" Uncle Zhang took Song Yaoyao inside, but he felt bad for him.

Getting along during this period of time, to say something disrespectful, he really hurts Song Yaoyao as his granddaughter.

The little girl is good-natured, polite to everyone, and never looks down on others. She speaks sweetly and has a lively personality. Since she came, the atmosphere of the whole house has lost its lifeless atmosphere.

"No," Song Yaoyao raised her head, her eyes were still red, she smiled sweetly at Uncle Zhang, "Uncle Zhang, where is my brother? I miss him—"

"Sir?"

When Uncle Zhang saw her smile, he followed suit, "Mr. shouldn't know you're coming back yet. He's probably in the room at this point. Would you like to go take a look?"

If it were someone else, Uncle Zhang would never let anyone disturb Huo Yunque's cleanliness, but Song Yaoyao was different.

The whole family is happy to spoil her, and among them, Mr. Yi is even more spoiled.

"Okay~"

"Miss Song, give me these, and I'll bring you back to your room."

The maid smiled and took the large and small bags from her hand, sighing, "Miss Song, your brother loves you very much."

It's not like the Song couple last time, they didn't focus on Miss Song from the beginning to the end, they just thought about calculations. What's the use of such parents?

"thanks."

Song Yaoyao thanked obediently, and trotted upstairs for a while.

Her head was a mess, and a thought came to her for a while.

At the beginning, she read the novel whole, because many things in it did not conform to her values. For example, Song Jingwan hooked up when her sister and Huo Ningxi were still nominally fiancées. Even if it is a verbal agreement, everyone knows it.

It’s okay if there is no clarification, but also acts as a victim, thinking that true love is invincible.

Song Yaoyao wouldn't have read it if it wasn't for the female partner's name being the same as hers.

Here, after becoming a real character in the novel, the strangest thing about Song Yaoyao is Song Wenchuan. He obviously didn't seem to care about his sister, so why was he not there after the original body was kicked out of the house?

Not long ago, Song Yaoyao understood when she saw the car accident.

It's not that he doesn't want to take care of it, it's that he can't take care of it anymore.

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"Brother, are you in there?"

Song Yaoyao stood at the door and knocked, but got no response, but she really wanted to see him. This was the first person who showed kindness to her after she came to this world.

Although he looked fierce at the time.

She tentatively twisted the handle, and with a click, the door opened.

Song Yaoyao licked her lips and quietly poked into a head.

The last time she came to this bedroom, the furnishings were the same, except for the books on the bedside table.

The sound of pattering water echoed in his ears, and Song Yaoyao's eyes widened all of a sudden.

What is brother doing? bath?

When she reacted, she walked to the bathroom door uncontrollably.

The frosted glass door was half-closed, and the man was lying in the large bathtub with his head slightly raised, his protruding Adam's apple sexy. The overhead shower was on, and the sound of the water drowned out everything. His arms were flexed and supported back, and his tight muscles were clearly textured, showing a strong explosive force.

Those water droplets rolled down his firm chin until they didn't enter the place Song Yaoyao couldn't see...

Brin recently seriously reflected and checked the full text, how did I drop from 30 to more than 60 in the recommended vote ranking. Is it because the writing is broken and everyone doesn't like it, or is it because I haven't asked for tickets recently?

To be honest, my mood was indeed affected a few days ago. Authors with a slightly less good mentality basically care about the opinions of readers. Even a comment can be missed for a long time, thinking about sleeping and thinking about eating.

Then the more I thought about the negative energy, the more I began to condemn myself in my heart: Did I write down? What garbage am I?

This kind of self-denial thought lasted for several days. It didn’t get better until my aunt came to accompany me to go out for a meal yesterday. Everyone should be able to find that Brin is not as happy and active as before. In life, The text has an impact.

I can only say that I am not always active and happy as I have shown in my words, and sometimes I act like a fool.

So when you read the text, if you feel that there is something missing in the text, or that it is not good enough, you must say it. After all, Brin can only correct in time if he recognizes his own shortcomings and discovers the points he didn't notice.

I'm pretty, but I'm writing an article when I'm a baby girl, because she's cute and cute, and although violent, she's also pitiful. When I came to this strange world, she was the only one. She was still so young. She was the youngest one after I wrote about rebirth, so I couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

(This is not hypocritical, maybe my writing skills are not enough, I didn't move the readers, but I moved myself, hehe)

After babbling, Brin is full of blood and resurrected! From now on, it will be a happy handsome boy! Duck!