Chapter 533 Brother, Happy Birthday

"Well……"

Song Yaoyao pulled with difficulty, finally got out of her jacket, and wanted to take it off with her mouth slumped—

Suddenly, I felt a cold, threatening gaze.

Song Yaoyao raised her eyes and looked at Huo Yunque innocently.

The man's face was ashen, "You want to freeze yourself to death?"

"I……"

Song Yaoyao opened his mouth, the man's face was sullen, but his hands stretched out, one by one, to fasten the buttons of his coat.

From head to toe.

The well-dressed Song Yaoyao innocently looked at the length of the coat that almost fell to her instep, and the silver high heels that only showed a little pointy point.

Everyone looked at each other, Mu Jing touched his nose and rolled his eyes speechlessly, "I'm going... Huo Er is too domineering? If it were me, I would definitely—"

More than he did!

However, he can't control his wife!

Thinking of this, he looked at Huo Yunque with a hint of envy and admiration.

The little girl was so pitiful that she was eaten to death by a wolf with a big tail.

"elder brother!"

Song Yaoyao shook off her long sleeves and stomped her feet in embarrassment, "You ruined the good atmosphere!"

"No."

Huo Yunque lowered his eyes, took her hand, and patiently rolled up the overly long sleeves.

One is good for another.

Until she showed her little hand, "Okay, now you can start."

"puff……"

Tang Xinrou hurriedly covered her mouth, almost laughing.

She swears that this scene will definitely become one of the unforgettable scenes in her slender life.

Song Yaoyao sniffed, raised her eyes unhappily, and met the man's eyes.

"I finally prepared." She whispered.

"I know."

The man rubbed his fingertips against her porcelain-white cheeks, and his hands were cold.

The dark eyes are like thick ink that cannot be melted, and they are dark and unclear. He sighed, his voice as intoxicating as wine, "I'm very surprised and happy."

The sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting Song Yaoyao's heart hard.

In the end, everything she did was just to make Huo Yunque happy.

The girl's dark and thick eyelashes flickered, and she clutched the box in her hand unconfidently, "Really?"

"Um."

I don't know when the light snow floated in the night, mixed in the light blue and soft shimmer, bringing the two together.

The scent of flowers permeates the air like nothing, and the snow melts on the skin, which is slightly cool.

Her long soft hair was draped over her shoulders like satin, and a small face was carefully drawn, making her more delicate. A little less pure, a little more charming like a little woman.

Huo Yunque lowered his head slightly, his voice so low that only two people could hear it clearly.

"I'm so happy to see you."

Song Yaoyao's mind was full of thoughts, her long eyelashes were gently lifted, she raised her small head, and tried her best to meet the man's eyes.

I saw the concentration and seriousness in his eyes, as well as the ripples rippling layer by layer.

All proved the truth of his words.

Song Yaoyao let out a breath, and she whispered, "Brother, happy birthday."

Huo Yunque curled his lips abruptly, and an invisible breath drew the girl inside.

"Thank you." He was serious and gentlemanly.

It was this kind of man that attracted her from the first sight.

In the past, Song Yaoyao didn't think so deeply and so far. One day, she will stand in front of this man and propose to him——

"Brother, brother..."

Song Yaoyao took a deep breath, her nervous voice trembling.