Chapter 602

It was so fascinated that Song Yaoyao didn't hear the footsteps behind her.

"I haven't seen these photos for a long time."

Song Yaoyao was taken aback, and when she turned around to see Huo Yunque, she wanted to close the photo album because of her conditioned reflex, for fear that Huo Yunque would think of things and people.

She felt that everyone in this family should love Mrs. Shu very much.

"Cover what?"

Huo Yunque sat down beside her, took a photo album and slowly flipped through it.

Song Yaoyao sat quietly beside him, looking at his expression worriedly, "Brother...don't be sad..."

"sad?"

Huo Yunque smiled, he raised his eyebrows, "Why are you sad?" His eyes flashed across his mother's eyebrows in the album, "Everyone will die, it's just a matter of time. In my heart, she never left."

Death is not the end, forgetting is.

"watch together?"

Song Yaoyao put her small hand into the man's big palm, was gently pulled by him, and sat down in his arms.

The man's chin rested on the top of her head, and in the quiet bedroom, there was only the occasional slight sound of flipping the album.

"Don't you want to see pictures of me when I was a kid? Are you satisfied?"

"cough--"

Song Yaoyao's eyelashes flickered, and her eyes fell on the time when Huo Yunque was just born and had no ability to take care of herself. The photos at that time were the same as countless little babies.

She was a little embarrassed to look at it again.

But the man looked at it very seriously, his expression was flat and calm, and there was no embarrassment at all.

Even if I saw the embarrassing photos of my childhood.

Song Yaoyao really felt that her brother was a god. Looking at the embarrassing photos of your childhood in front of others, will it be somewhat embarrassing?

But Huo Yunque doesn't! He looked upright, and seriously wanted to study.

So, the embarrassment became Song Yaoyao.

"You're blushing."

After reading the album, Huo Yunque turned her around and put her on his lap.

With her chin pinched, Song Yaoyao's eyes flickered, and she whispered, "I'm sorry!"

"Oh? Why are you embarrassed? Is it because you saw my luo body?"

"puff--"

Song Yaoyao was shocked and met the man's calm eyes. The bright sunlight outside the window came in, and the mottled shadows were intertwined with him, blending with the overly beautiful face.

"How did you do it, brother?"

In a serious tone, he said rude words.

Song Yaoyao was amazed.

"Um?"

Song Yaoyao played with his hand and explained it uncomfortably.

This topic attracted Huo Yunque's interest. Ripples formed in his long and narrow eyes, and he approached Song Yaoyao's ear with a low smile, and lowered his head—

"Because, I am enough to make you proud-"

The warm breath sprinkled on the auricle, and the electric Song Yaoyao jolted, and stretched out her hand to cover her ears.

With red clouds on her face, she stumbled, "I-I don't understand what you said!"

Saying that she was about to run away, Huo Yunque pinched her waist and hooked his lips.

It's still that cool, noble, and gentle look.

"I said, compared to what I look like in the photo, I probably didn't let you down—"

boom--

The poor thin-skinned Song Yaoyao felt that she was about to catch fire, and her body was emitting steaming heat, and she wished she could dig a crack in the ground to get in.

The blush spread all the way, blooming on her white skin.

At the slender neck, light blue blood vessels are looming, fragile and attractive.

Song Yaoyao, who lowered his head, didn't notice at all, and the man's eyes became darker.

It wasn't until she was pressed on the desk in front of her that she suddenly reacted——

Unfortunately, it was too late.