Chapter 485: Choice Phobia

The man was wearing a grey-blue shirt over a sweater vest, which was dark brown plaid. This kind of dress, worn on others, may appear old-fashioned.

But wearing it on the man in front of him, it showed the gentle and elegant temperament around him to the fullest.

Like an elegant gentleman from the ancient West, he leaned slightly towards Song Yaoyao and saluted.

If it is not out of time, it will almost make people think that after a thousand years, we have entered the era of rigorous romance.

Song Yaoyao's cheeks slowly warmed up. Seeing Huo Yunque's noble and cold appearance, she couldn't help but think back to last night——

In Huo Yunque's eyes, the appearance of a young girl is obviously too shy, but she has to keep her face sullen and put on a look like I'm very angry, don't talk to me!

With a low sigh, he took the initiative to grab her little hand, and branded a kiss on the back of her hand with his head down.

"you--"

The back of Song Yaoyao's hand seemed to be scalded, and she quickly retracted it.

Her eyes rolled, and the ends of her eyes were crimson, which was particularly moving.

"You are not allowed to kiss me!" She pouted and stomped her feet angrily.

"Good morning kiss."

Huo Yunque pursed his lips and smiled.

In his smiling eyes, Song Yaoyao almost didn't hold back.

She hurriedly slammed the door and left a sentence: "I'm going to wash up!"

"Bang!"

The door was slammed shut in front of him, Huo Yunque was stunned for a moment, and then he burst into laughter.

Uncle Zhang came up and saw such a scene.

He asked worriedly, "Sir, have you made Miss Song angry?"

"should be?"

The man smiled like a cold moon, and he knocked on the door lightly, "Then I'll wait for you downstairs, it's not too late."

After all, he took elegant steps and went downstairs.

Leaving Uncle Zhang to look at the closed door, worried.

Ugh……

How could this little couple not quarrel? Even someone as high as their husband is just an ordinary person in the relationship.

I don't know if the two people quarrel, will the husband bow his head?

Miss Song is charming and young.

According to Uncle Zhang's meaning, that gentleman has to let others!

But in fact, Uncle Zhang was obviously thinking too much.

in the room--

In the huge cloakroom, rows of cabinets were opened, and the small sofa was full.

It is full of the latest women's clothing of this season. After careful screening, the most suitable ones for Song Yaoyao are selected, and they will finally appear in her cloakroom.

But now, facing so many dazzling clothes, Song Yaoyao is one head and two big.

"How to do how to do!"

She scratched her hair and paced back and forth in the cloakroom. With so many clothes, her choice phobia came out.

This was the first time she went out with her brother on a date during the day, of course—

Cough, at least it can't be too ugly, right?

"Pants or skirts?"

Song Yaoyao was holding a pair of white trousers in one hand and a pleated skirt in the other, wondering which one would be better.

The pleated skirt is made of woolen texture, in red and white plaid style, and it is also mixed with looming silver threads. It looks sparkling in the light and has a New Year's atmosphere.

Song Yaoyao gestured twice, and finally made a decision!

She found a red sweater and a shirt with a doll collar, and just took off her pajamas, she glanced through the mirror inadvertently, and Song Yaoyao's posture stiffened.

In the mirror, the girl's skin was as white as jade, and it seemed transparent under the light. At this moment, it started to spread from the neck to the lower abdomen, full of red marks.