Chapter 867 Public Execution Video

Continue to sleep soundly.

a long time……

As she slept, Song Yaoyao always felt that something was not right.

It was as if there was a gaze staring at her, disturbing her even to sleep.

Song Yaoyao's heart skipped a beat, and she had a bad feeling.

She nervously grasped the corner of the quilt and slowly, slowly pulled down the quilt...

The next second——

"ah!!"

A scream pierced the sky.

Song Yaoyao's throat was dry and she was shivering.

"Brother, brother?! You...when did you come back?"

Why does she have no memory at all?

The man leaning on the bed calmly flipped through the book, "Last night."

Song Yaoyao trembled again.

Gudong...

She swallowed, hid under the quilt and hugged Huo Yunque.

Carefully, he stretched out his little hand and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"Brother, I miss you so much~"

Thirty-six strategies, coquettishness is the best strategy.

"Well, I miss you too."

Yes, a very normal conversation.

only--

Not only did Song Yaoyao not feel relieved, but her heart tightened even more.

Huo Yunchao's tone was too calm, so calm that it was abnormal! !

"Brother, what are you reading?"

She licked her lips and carefully leaned in, trying to lighten the mood.

Song Yaoyao probably remembered a little bit, but she didn't remember it very clearly.

Her last memory was in the singing box.

As for how she came back and how much Huo Yunque saw, Song Yaoyao didn't know.

Woo woo woo...

I am dead! !

"A book on finance and economics."

The answer was straight and clear, and there was no fluctuation in his voice.

Song Yaoyao lowered her shoulders and looked at her pajamas.

It’s over.

I changed my clothes and seemed to have taken a shower.

last night--

What has she done?

"elder brother……"

Song Yaoyao thought of her dark history when she was drunk, and couldn't help but start to look at Huo Yunque.

The man was also wearing silk pajamas and long-sleeved trousers, without any tricks, in a standard frigid style.

Well, the face is still as handsome as ever, and the figure is as good as ever——

But all this is not the point, the point is...

The more Song Yaoyao looked at it, the more frightened she became.

What's going on with those lips? Why is it swollen? There was a cut at the corner of his mouth. For those who didn't know, they thought Huo Yunque had been beaten.

The only thing exposed in the shirt-style pajamas is probably half of the collarbone and Adam's apple.

As far as the naked eye could see, there was a red mark.

It seemed like it was sucked out by something...forcibly.

Song Yaoyao was stunned.

Did she do it? Wasn't she the one who did it?

The former made Song Yaoyao feel guilty.

The latter made Song Yaoyao angry.

Suddenly, Huo Yunchue put down his book, took something from the cabinet, and waved to Song Yaoyao.

"Here, let me show you something."

This tone is as scary as me showing you a baby.

Song Yaoyao swallowed, feeling that the content inside was definitely not what she wanted to see, and immediately shook her head, "I, I don't want to see it!"

Huo Yunque turned on his tablet and opened the video.

Although he couldn't see the picture, the sound was clearly transmitted to Song Yaoyao's ears.

"Brother! Kiss me!"

"Brother... I love you so much!"

"Song Yaoyao, let go." The deep voice revealed helplessness.

"I don't want it, I want a kiss~~"

"Brother~~"

Some words were so shameful that Song Yaoyao was so shy that she almost lost consciousness, feeling that she was no longer herself.

She rushed over, her cheeks red and bleeding.

"Don't let it go! Turn it off quickly!"

"Oh why?"

Huo Yunchu easily held her in his arms and allowed her to struggle. He stretched out his long arms and held the tablet to avoid it.