Chapter 581 The Sword Is Not Old?

"Hmph, you'd better keep your word, or I'll be your daughter!"

The door slammed shut, Huo Tian covered her face, the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and she started crying while lying on the bed.

Ding--

Cousin Qingqing: [Tiantian, when I saw my aunt going out of your room, she seemed angry, she didn't hit you, did she? 】

Huo Tian looked even more aggrieved.

...

Song Yaoyao had breakfast in the room.

The Huo family never had a precedent for eating in the room. Either they didn't eat, or they had to go to the dining room. As for Song Yaoyao, it was a start.

"One more drink."

The hot lean meat porridge is fragrant and delicious. After taking a sip, Song Yaoyao's eyes curved into a pleasant arc, "Delicious!"

She sat on the bed, feeding one and eating, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

After eating half the bowl, Song Yaoyao shook her head and refused to open her mouth again.

She patted her round belly, "I'm full~"

"You can eat more."

"Don't!" Song Yaoyao pouted, "I will get fat!"

She is also beautiful, isn't she? If you are fat, you will not look good in clothes!

"It's better to be fat."

Huo Yunque was full of smiles, and he drank the remaining porridge of Song Yaoyao without disdain at all, with shallow ripples floating in his deep eyes, "It feels good."

Song Yaoyao was stunned for a while, and it took a long time to realize that her brother was not serious again.

She looked away unnaturally, pulling on the thin quilt.

Whispered, "Old rascal!"

The skin is like a piece of pink jade, revealing a delicate and moist luster.

"Old? Huh?"

"what…"

Song Yaoyao let out a short soft cry, her cool big hand suddenly hit her waist and pushed her against the bedpost, "I'm very old, eh?"

The man raised his eyebrows aggressively.

There was a dangerous light in her eyes, it seemed that as long as Song Yaoyao dared to nod her head, she would be rectified on the spot immediately.

Song Yaoyao shrank back and stared at Huo Yunque, trying to impress the other party with her pitiful eyes.

But in exchange, only—

"Woooooo!"

Feeling the cool big hand, Song Yaoyao closed her eyes and shook her head quickly.

Those who know the times are Junjie!

"No no! Brother is not old at all! Really really!"

"Oh? Talk about it."

Huo Yunque couldn't hold back and laughed. He rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed in a hurry, and took the little girl into his arms.

He seemed to particularly enjoy the intimate gesture, like holding a large doll.

Song Yaoyao had just slackened her nerves because of his laughter, and immediately picked it up again. She wanted to cry without tears.

"cough……"

Huo Yunque's head was full of black lines, and there was a little helplessness in his tone.

He bent his fingers and flicked on her forehead.

"I barely count you through."

Song Yaoyao pouted and patted his forehead blankly.

what the hell……

Also her bright brother!

...

Lunch at noon was plentiful.

Those elders went for a walk with Mr. Huo, and the younger ones didn't know where to go crazy.

Only Dai Shiqing was like a deliberately forgotten existence. As for Huo Tian, ​​the only one who is close to her, she was also warned by Gu Fenfen, and now she is still in the room and refuses to come out.

But that's fine.

She sat on the sofa and looked up at the direction of the stairs from time to time.

I don't know how many times, her eyes lit up and she stood up hurriedly.

"Mr. Huo, good afternoon."

Huo Yunque glanced at her lightly, his eyes didn't even stay on her for even a second. He stood at the foot of the stairs, not knowing what he was waiting for.