478 Drunkenness

"Hey, Miss Song, walk slowly!"

Huo Qi was startled as he watched Song Yaoyao go in, and only then did he have time to look at the people who came with Song Yaoyao. At this sight, Rao was startled.

"Miss Song?"

"What, what?" Mu Wei felt very strange, Song?

In the elevator before, that pretty girl called her that too, like Song Jingwan?

Could it be that she really looks a lot like Song Jingwan?

"Sir, you have identified the wrong person, I, my name is Mu Wei."

"Mu Wei?"

Huo Qi repeated her name and thought it was funny, he said with disdain: "Miss Song, no matter what tricks you want to play this time, but I hope you understand a little bit. Miss Song is the future mistress of our Huo family. Are you sure you can bear her fate?"

His voice was cold and severe, and when he looked at Mu Wei's eyes, it was as if he was looking at a dead person.

It made Mu Wei's back stiff, and the hairs stood on end in an instant.

"I'm not really—"

She raised her face, and under the light, Huo Qi could see the marks left by the violence on her face more clearly.

Huo Qi was stunned and squinted, "You—"

His eyes were sharp, and he took in Mu Wei's appearance from top to bottom.

Although he hadn't seen that Miss Song a few times, the impression he should have was still imprinted in his mind.

The girl in front of her had long hair reaching her waist, but because of malnutrition, she looked very boring. There is also the inferior skirt, although the skin is white, but there are many flaws.

None of these should be what a pampered young lady should have.

Can--

Are there really two people who are so similar in this world?

...

"Brother~"

The light and shadow covered the man in the sofa. He lowered his eyes and paused slightly while holding the goblet. After a moment, he raised his eyebrows, he had hallucinations?

Otherwise, why would I hear the soft and waxy voice belonging to a little girl in such a place.

Thinking of that delicate girl, Huo Yunque couldn't help but smile, someone who was still a child in his eyes would one day take root deeply in his heart. Give it a little sunshine and it will grow brightly.

If you are not careful, it will grow into a towering tree that can cover the sky and the sun.

If you want to uproot it, you have to gouge out your heart.

"Brother! Why are you ignoring me~"

A pair of tender arms suddenly wrapped around his neck from behind, and there was a bit of grievance in his voice.

Huo Yunque's eyelids twitched and he turned around abruptly.

That charming, blushing little face, didn't it appear before me?

He smelled a touch of alcohol, mixed with the sweet fragrance from her body, filling his nostrils.

Huo Yunque's face darkened, and he reached out and dragged her to him, "Song Yaoyao, who made you drink?"

"I-I drank it myself~"

Song Yaoyao raised her little head with a smirk, and pressed her into his arms, "Brother ignored me just now, I called you so many times!"

She stood there to complain, and her chin was suddenly pinched and lifted.

"Well--"

The man lowered his head and sniffed lightly.

His whole body, even his hair was stained with alcohol.

Huo Yunque's eyes were deep, and his fingertips lightly rubbed her cheek, and his hands were hot.

"Where did it come from?"

Song Yaoyao thought for a while, "Upstairs? Downstairs? I don't remember!" She shook her head and pouted, "I'm lost uuuu..."

She clutched the man's shirt and felt aggrieved.

That pair of beautiful eyes, the corners of the eyes were dyed with a red glow, and there were endless ripples in the blink of an eye, pure and lustful.