Chapter 71 My Brother Is Holding Me

"So brother, can you take me in?"

The little girl blinked a pair of almond eyes, and her eyes were full of water, as if he would cry to him in the next second if he didn't agree.

"not good."

Huo Yunque turned around, "Send you to the hotel."

Such a good opportunity, if Song Yaoyao would let it slip away from her hand, then she would not be Song Yaoyao.

So, she quickly trotted to catch up with Huo Yunque, her small hand grabbed his big hand.

His tone was soft and his expression even more pitiful.

"But I would be very scared in a hotel alone!"

"Every year people commit suicide in hotels, how do I know that when I get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, I don't see something scary in the bathroom mirror?"

"And there's more! I've seen in the news that a girl was entangled by an alcoholic in a hotel. I'm so beautiful, I'll definitely be the target of those bad guys! Brother, do you have the heart to leave me alone?"

"Woooooo...then I'd rather go back to the fast food restaurant just now and sit for one night, woohoo..."

Huo Yunque's thin lips pursed lightly, and he couldn't help but laugh at Song Yaoyao's words.

His brows twitched, and the little hand holding his palm was very strong, as if he was afraid of being left behind. Hearing her words getting more and more outrageous, Huo Yunque sighed softly.

"do not Cry."

"Uuuuu... I'm so pitiful... Even my brother refuses to take me in now?"

She lowered her head, dragged Huo Yunque with one hand, wiped her face with the other, and her small shoulders were shaking.

Pedestrians who came and went cast their curious eyes on them.

Huo Yunque had a headache from crying, and his heart was in a mess.

"Take you in, don't cry—"

"Huh? Really?!"

Do you really make her cry on the street if you don't agree?

"Um."

"Yeah!! Great!!"

I saw the pitiful little girl who was crying just now raised her head quickly, her dark eyes shining with starlight, her expression was excited, where was there any trace of tears on her face?

"I love my brother the most!!"

Ignoring the light rain, she excitedly rushed towards Huo Yunque.

Caught off guard, Huo Yunque took two steps back, and had to raise his arms around her shoulders, frowning.

"Song Yaoyao—" His Adam's apple rolled, and Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.

An aura of danger pervaded instantly.

However, Song Yaoyao suddenly raised her head from his arms, and her charming little face burst into a charming smile, her little hands compared her heart, "I love my brother the most~Salang~"

The pear vortex is deep, and the smile is very sweet.

The street lights at night reflected in her eyes, as if they were brighter than the Milky Way.

Those words instantly forgot to say.

That's all—

He sighed softly, "Song Yaoyao, walk well."

Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes, "I see~ Brother hold me!"

She struggled to get her little hands out of the overly long sleeves and grabbed his fingers. Seeing that he didn't refuse, he quietly covered his mouth and smiled like a kitten who stole dried fish.

The night is endless, and the cold wind is blowing.

The petite girl put on a large men's trench coat, and followed the man with a broad back step by step.

It doesn't seem that cold at night.

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The Huo family's old house is a European-style manor with a huge area. Exquisite relief and black carved gate, entering the courtyard is green vegetation and angel fountain.

Because it is the place where the Huo family has lived for several lifetimes, the architectural style is still decades ago. But it is precisely because of this that it gives this house that gorgeous and heavy feeling.