Chapter 255

The warm breath sprayed on the side of his ear, Huo Yunque slightly turned his face uncomfortably, and his expression was dumbfounded for a moment.

"Song Yaoyao."

After a while, Huo Yunque was helpless, "What are you thinking about every day in your little head, eh?"

Song Yaoyao blushed, and even when she got to the car, she still hugged his neck and didn't let go.

Huo Yunque was helpless, put her on his lap and sat down.

Suddenly I remembered how the little girl was sticking to him when I was not familiar with him. When sitting on his lap, he was teased with blush, and his eyes were full of water.

He pulled her hand and lowered his eyes, the back of his hand was as expected, swollen like a steamed bun.

Huo Yunque was not surprised that the little girl was delicate and soft, with fine skin and tender flesh.

His eyes dimmed for a moment, and a fierce emotion flashed past.

Song Yao pouted and drilled into the man's arms, "It doesn't look good! Don't look!"

She drew her hand, but didn't.

Huo Yunque asked, "It hurts?"

In fact, I know it, but I just want to ask.

Song Yaoyao blinked and blinked, her eyelashes were still wet, and her brow was slyly like a little fox.

She looked at Huo Yunque secretly, and acted coquettishly with a nasal voice, "Brother kiss me and I won't hurt anymore!"

Huo Yunque avoided her wound and put her small hand in the big palm, the soft one.

It really doesn't look good.

He raised his eyelashes and stared at Song Yaoyao with a half-smile.

Song Yaoyao admitted that his mind was not pure or serious. Under his eyes that could see everything, his little face became more and more red, like the red glow of the sky, like a summer rose.

Huo Yunque didn't move, Song Yaoyao slumped his shoulders.

"I know I know," she hummed softly, "My brother isn't close to women, it's because I'm greedy—" Before he finished speaking, the back of his hot hand suddenly felt cold.

Song Yao raised her eyes abruptly, and her eyes lit up in an instant.

Sparkling waves, bright like stars.

The temperature of the man's lips was very low, and it fell cool on the back of her hand, which just relieved Song Yaoyao's hot, itchy and painful symptoms on the back of her hand.

She opened her red and moist mouth, "Brother, you—"

"Aren't you close to women?" Huo Yunque met her eyes with a half-smile, and his coldness melted away, "Then what are you? Huh?"

The end note rises, revealing endless ridicule.

"elder brother!"

Song Yaoyao kicked and slammed her head into the man's chest.

He felt his chest vibrate, a low-dumb magnetic smile filled the car, and the street lights outside made a galaxy bright. His smile was so sexy and charming that Song Yaoyao wanted to have a nosebleed!

She pursed her lips and couldn't help bending her eyes.

The way back was very quiet, the back of Song Yaoyao's hand was very hot, it didn't hurt much anymore, it just started to itch.

She pouted and muttered, "Brother, my hand still hurts~"

The voice fell, and a small hand was placed on his lips, trying to hide it.

"Squeamish."

The driver couldn't help but glanced at the rear-view mirror, and his heart set off a storm.

Their gentleman, who was standing high above, turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands into rain, was gently caressing the little girl's back with one hand, and holding her little hand with his big palm.

One kiss after another, fell on the back of the little girl's hand.

Silent comfort.

Fuck to death.

Su is going to die!

This kind of honor was given to the girl in his arms by the little girl who had already dozed off little by little.

If it is exposed in the future, it will be seen by those ladies and daughters who can't ask for her husband, I don't know how many people will be saddened and cry...

The driver didn't dare to look any further, and hurriedly turned his eyes away, putting aside all those messy thoughts.

In the new year, you are all mature readers, learn to vote actively! (akimbo·jpg)