Chapter 549

"cough……"

Tang Xinrou rubbed her nose, she felt that she should not come!

What is she worried about? Are you worried that she was not abused enough by these two?

"That... slender, Mr. Huo, I'll go downstairs and wait for you first!"

As she said that, she turned her head and ran out of the bedroom, as if a wolf was chasing her behind her buttocks.

Song Yaoyao blinked, and looked at Huo Yunque innocently.

"No one is there now."

"Oh--!"

Before Song Yaoyao could react, her body vacated and she was already picked up.

She quickly grabbed Huo Yunque's shirt and shook her head, "No, no! It will be seen!"

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and walked out.

"No one dares to watch."

His voice was magnetic and hoarse, and it was natural.

Song Yaoyao pouted, very speechless.

She had a sullen face, her head resting on his chest, and a pair of dark and clear eyeballs were rolling around, for fear that she would meet someone in the middle.

Fortunately, all the way to the restaurant safely, on the way, she did not meet a single servant.

Even when he wakes up every day, he can see that Uncle Zhang, who is guarding downstairs, has disappeared.

Song Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, then patted her hot little face and muttered, "Something's wrong..."

Why is it so quiet at home today.

A faint smile flashed across the man's eyes, and he put Song Yaoyao into the chair, calmly and calmly, "Eat."

The soup that had been prepared for a long time was placed in front of her, "Drink a few sips first to warm your stomach."

"Know it!"

Song Yaoyao gave him a sideways glance, her back was sore, she sat in the chair as if she had no bones, and kept falling down.

A large palm was silently attached to her back waist, the palm was hot, and she massaged her gently, which relieved the soreness and discomfort just right.

The girl exhaled silently, while drinking the soup, she secretly peeked at Tang Xinrou.

For fear of being discovered by her.

"Rourou, you can eat too."

"Oh, alright!"

Tang Xinrou and Song Yaoyao looked at each other, but there was a big Buddha sitting next to her, making Tang Xinrou like a frightened quail, shrinking her neck and not daring to breathe.

Hearing Song Yaoyao's words, it was as if he had received an order.

Mechanically, he picked up the chopsticks and pulled something into his mouth.

She didn't understand, she originally came to see if Song Yaoyao was all right, she didn't want to eat at Huo's house at all—

Why did it become like this?

In Tang Xinrou's eyes, the man dined with graceful manners and took care of Song Yaoyao beside him the whole time. The tenderest meat is always on Song Yaoyao's plate.

There was obviously no intimate interaction, and there was not even any communication or eye contact during the whole process.

Just one to feed and one to eat.

But Tang Xinrou felt that she was being excluded, like a lonely and unloved single dog, watching the happy life of others.

This feeling is so fucking sad!

After finally getting through a meal, Huo Yunque sent Song Yaoyao back in person. When he left, Tang Xinrou was completely relieved.

She looked at the door and snuggled up beside Song Yaoyao, "Yaoyao, Mr. Huo shouldn't come back, right?"

Song Yaoyao was lying on the bed, holding a pen in her hand, and glanced at her when she heard the words.

"You want him back?"

"Bah, bah, I don't want it at all!" Tang Xinrou rolled her eyes, holding her face and looking at Song Yaoyao's charming little face that seemed to bloom overnight and sighed, "You think I'm you? Mr. Huo I'm scared to death with just one look, not to mention being in the same room, it's scary just thinking about it!"