Chapter 370 Been to Our Christmas

What about those naive little boys who are sweet-mouthed and please people? Yi Ting suddenly discovered that he was in front of Huo Yunque.

Those little tricks seem vulgar.

Tongtong and Xiaoye's birthdays were not a big banquet like Song Yaoyao imagined, but a simple family banquet. Even the meals were prepared by Yi Ting and Lin Shuang together.

This villa is not very big, and it exudes a warm atmosphere inside and out.

She gave the prepared gifts to Tongtong and Xiaoye respectively, and said to them "Happy Birthday" with a smile.

In addition, there was a small packet of chocolate, which Song Yaoyao secretly stuffed into Tongtong.

"Well, I agreed to return it to you next time, remember to hide it~"

The two little girls looked at each other and snickered.

He was smiling, and a large shadow covered his head, blocking the light.

The two of them raised their heads in unison, the same big eyes blinked, and Tong Tong instantly became obedient, "Hello Uncle Huo~"

The man lowered his eyes, his eyes swept across her face, and finally landed on Song Yaoyao, with a low "um".

With his palm up, he stretched out towards Song Yaoyao.

Song Yaoyao held it and saw that Tongtong and Xiaoye had been frightened and ran away quickly.

"Well--"

The man pulled her hard and pulled her into his arms.

Song Yaoyao rubbed her aching nose, her eyes filled with a mist of water, and she asked, "Brother, are you drunk?"

Huo Yunque narrowed his eyes, the man who was tainted with alcohol had a special smell on his body.

Thin lips glowed with a layer of water, "No."

"Eh? Is that so?" Song Yaoyao was suspicious, "But brother looks very strange~"

Just as she was talking, the man suddenly grabbed her slender wrist and walked out the door.

The icy snowflake hit her face, and the cold Song Yaoyao shivered. But she was so excited that she screamed, "Brother, come down- uh?"

With his fingers on her lips, the man shook his head.

"Low-key."

The coat covers her shoulders, and the scarf covers half of her small face.

Song Yaoyao was excited, stretched out her arms and put on her jacket, and whispered in a low voice, "Brother, it's snowing!"

"Um."

The man's thin lips hooked lightly, his black coat hung on his arms, he held the little girl's wrist, and strode into the snow.

The first snow this year was heavy, and the ground was covered in white.

Song Yaoyao turned her head, everyone was doing their own thing, the light from the window was orange, and it looked extra warm in the long winter night.

No one found them sneaking away.

The pear vortex on Song Yaoyao's cheek sank, and she trotted to keep up with the man's pace, "Brother, don't we need to say hello to them before leaving?"

Is it not good to go straight like this?

"unnecessary."

The two left the yard, Huo Yunque opened the car door for Song Yaoyao, and bowed his head abruptly when she entered.

Song Yaoyao's breathing became stagnant, and she almost thought that her brother was about to kiss her.

The distance between the two is only about one centimeter apart. As long as one party is a little active, they can touch the coveted thin lips——

Whether, also with the good smell of men.

The heartbeats were so fast that Song Yaoyao could even hear their powerful beating sounds echoing in her ears.

Her mind went blank, smelling the cedar scent mixed with the faint aroma of wine on the man's body, Song Yaoyao felt that she seemed to be drunk too.

"Brother..." She murmured softly, pinching her skirt tightly.

At this moment, the man suddenly pulled away.

Before I could lose my mind, I heard the man's deep and gentle voice.

"Now, go to our Christmas."

Brin took cold medicine, so I wrote so much today, and I will give you 12 chapters tomorrow. After writing the old book and updating Brin, I went to rest. The weather is cold, so everyone should go to bed earlier~ An An!