Chapter 542 Song Yaoyao, What Do You Want to Do?

There are traces of her activities everywhere.

"Brother? Are you there?"

Song Yaoyao couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. She was disappointed and unwilling. At the same time, he was more determined.

Tonight, just be successful, not fail!

She clenched her small fists and suddenly paused in her footsteps.

He tilted his head and pricked up his ears to listen carefully, as if he heard the movement from the balcony.

She walked around the big bed and walked over lightly.

Pulling the door open, the view suddenly opened up.

This is a closed balcony, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows rising from the ground, and you can see the landscape of the manor at a glance.

The man spread his arms and leaned back on the soft sofa. Ink-dyed black hair hangs down, crow's eyelashes are long and sparse, like some kind of insect that has fallen into hibernation, parked on his eyelids.

The bridge of the nose is straight, and the thin lips are slightly parted.

is a state of complete relaxation.

"Crack, chuck, chuck..."

Rubbing the floor with bare feet, the subtle sounds made are particularly familiar. Huo Yunque's thin lips curled slightly, but he did not open his eyes.

The figure gradually approached, and then burrowed softly into his arms.

The nose is filled with the fruity fragrance of the shower gel and the light peach flavor.

"Brother, are you drunk?"

"Well……"

Huo Yunque put down his arms, and instead put his arms around her, and held her small body in his arms. The long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, appearing indifferent.

Song Yaoyao's gaze couldn't help but fall on the wall clock hanging on the balcony, and the second hand jumped up and down.

In ten minutes, the birthday will be over.

Her breath was trembling, her lips were dry.

"Brother, brother..."

"Um?"

Huo Yunque sensed that she was wrong, opened his eyes slightly, and what caught his eyes was the little girl's pink jade face, which was charming. Such as the begonia flowers in full bloom, the overwhelming bright colors permeate the sky, and a pair of watery eyes also seem to be shedding tears, and the fog is shining.

"What's wrong? Cold?"

He bent over to pick up her little foot, and as soon as he started, he realized that it felt wrong.

This time she wasn't barefoot, the place where his palms touched were a few soft pads.

The simulated touch is a bit like the pads of the cat that his mother raised when he was a child.

It's been so long, I thought I'd forgotten it, but when I first came into contact with it, I realized that it's timeless.

never forget.

Song Yaoyao's whole body seemed to be electrocuted. Under Huo Yunque's gaze, her face became more and more red... more and more red...

Her back was stiff, as if a ruler had been attached to her back.

She was half-kneeling in Huo Yunque's arms, her thick curled eyelashes fluttering, she hardly dared to look at him.

Huo Yunque was helpless, raised her chin, leaned in slightly and sniffed, "Drinking?"

Song Yaoyao bit her lip and glanced at the wall clock from time to time.

She was afraid that when she opened her mouth, her heart would pop out of her mouth.

The nervousness made her palms sweaty, and she only felt extremely hot.

"Song Yaoyao," Huo Yunque narrowed her eyes when she saw that her mouth was like a clam shell that couldn't be knocked open, and her lips would bleed from the bite. "What do you want to do?"

The man was drunk a lot tonight and was barely able to stay sober.

But it's only a little bit...

His always cold voice was dyed with alcohol, and it became more and more mellow and magnetic.

More intoxicating than wine.

"Speak, eh?"

The man squeezed her cheek.

"me……"

Song Yaoyao was constantly adoring her, and she couldn't say it at all.

She was about to cry in a hurry, and met the man's eyes helplessly. She suddenly made up her mind, took his big hand, and slowly moved down...

Come, come, right password!

hehehe~[aunt laughs jpg]