Chapter 850 What Do I Think of You

In an instant, all the tiredness flooded into the body.

He laughed out loud, "You give me the account, and I will transfer the thank you gift to you."

Sure enough, a petty fortune fan is a petty fortune fan.

This has not changed at all.

"Look for Huo Jiu."

Song Yaoyao held her cheeks and fanned the air gently, and the fragrance from the incense burner drifted into her nose.

Horningxi agreed.

After listening to Huo Jiu talking about it, Song Yaoyao realized that Huo Ningxi had actually transferred a very large sum of money to her.

Huo Jiu asked, "Do you want to pay it back?"

Hearing this, Song Yaoyao stared, "Why pay it back? What he willingly gave, that's mine."

What's more, she endured physical discomfort in the middle of the night and ran to the hero to save 'Mei'.

If it wasn't for him, Huo Ningxi would have been raped by an old woman.

Geez, what a psychological shadow that must be?

I want her to pay and dream!

"But then..."

Song Yaoyao held her face and lightly tapped her cheeks with her fingers, with slyness in Wu Liuliu's eyes.

"The money for filming is enough."

No need to find investors at all.

"Cough, Huo Jiu, congratulations to Miss Song."

Huo Jiu couldn't help laughing and bowed to congratulate.

Song Yaoyao waved her small hand and smiled like a little fox, "Low-key and low-key."

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Unfortunately, that night, Song Yaoyao couldn't keep a low profile.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the phone rang on time.

Video calls from overseas.

Song Yaoyao's eyes lit up and quickly connected.

Before my brother said a word, he suddenly thought of something.

She quickly raised her face, put her arms around her chest, and squinted at the man who appeared on the computer, pretending to be impatient.

Even the front camera can't hide his excellent facial features.

"What's wrong? Huh?"

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with a smile, and he looked at the girl with a stinky face and a particularly indifferent girl.

Hearing this, Song Yaoyao snorted and raised her chin.

Instead of answering, he asked, "What's the matter with me?"

Her waist is still sore now! Never give him a good face!

"Well……"

Huo Yunque narrowed his eyes and smiled softly, "I miss you?"

It was still daytime on his side, and the light shone in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, filling the entire room.

The corners of Song Yaoyao's mouth almost rose, and she habitually wanted to act like a spoiled child, saying, "I miss you too~"

But reason prevailed over emotion, she tried her best to sullen face, said indifferently "Oh", pouted, "That's it?"

"cough--"

Huo Yunque was helpless, clenched his fist to his lips, and coughed twice.

"Still angry?"

He raised his hand to unbutton his shirt, from the fingertips to the raised Adam's apple, there was a strong hormonal smell, which was extraordinarily sexy and sultry.

If it was normal, Song Yaoyao would have blushed and stared at it.

But today-

She, Niu Hulu Yaoyao, is going to be an emotionless woman!

"Angry? Why am I angry? I'm not angry!"

Song Yaoyao put her hands around her chest, raised her chin indifferently, and stared at him.

His whole body, even his hair, seemed to be filled with dissatisfaction.

Huo Yunque couldn't help but chuckle, he leaned over and approached the screen. A pair of romantic and narrow phoenix eyes stared at Song Yaoyao attentively, and asked softly, "Then why don't you want to ignore me? Classmate Song, Mr. Huo misses you very much."

Song Yaoyao hummed softly, enduring it again and again.

"What do you want to think about? You don't want to take me."

It's not that she didn't want to go, but now I miss her, hum! Big pig's hoof!

Hearing this, Huo Yunque sighed softly.

There was still a tender and doting smile in his eyes, "I didn't say I was angry."

The magnetic and gentle voice seemed to be in the ear, and Song Yaoyao's body was about to be numb.