Chapter 885 Drinking Secretly

"Eh? Miss Song, you are back!"

Huo Qi was walking downstairs and looked at Song Yaoyao in surprise.

"Yes~"

Song Yaoyao quickly waved her hands and ran past him.

Downstairs, Uncle Zhang was still standing stupidly. Huo Qi looked at Uncle Zhang curiously and scratched his head, "Uncle Zhang, what are you doing standing here? Where did you get the oranges?"

He reached for it.

"Snapped!"

Uncle Zhang glared at him and quickly hid the orange.

"This is what Miss Song gave me to eat. If you want to eat it, buy it yourself."

"Uh...Uncle Zhang..."

Huo Qi covered his hands and blinked speechlessly.

Just two oranges, right?

Could it be that the oranges in his hand taste different from those sold in the market? Can you live forever if you eat it?

"Go, go, let's play."

Uncle Zhang waved his hand in disgust and left.

Huo Qi was speechless.

Turning his head, he saw Huo Jiu walking towards him. He was not happy for a moment and kicked him, "You bastard!! When did Miss Song come back? Why didn't you tell me? You know how I spent this time." Of?!”

Living in dire straits every day, walking on thin ice.

Mr. In Love is terrifying.

Huo Jiu dodged easily and stood there gracefully.

"I said that, right?"

Huo Qi: "???Did you say that?"

Huo Jiu shrugged, "Didn't you say that?"

Their eyes met, one was innocent, the other was confused.

After a long time, Huo Jiu drifted away.

Huo Qicai suddenly woke up and shouted, "What the hell! Huo Xiaojiu, wait for me!!"

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Song Yaoyao searched around the study and bedroom, but couldn't find Huo Yunchue.

She returned to her room in confusion.

As soon as I came in, I smelled the faint smell of alcohol.

"elder brother?"

She puffed up her cheeks. Her brother was drinking in her room?

"Well……"

From a certain corner, there was a vague sound of breathing.

Song Yaoyao kicked off her shoes, stepped on the carpet with bare feet, and walked over lightly.

The man was sitting in the corner, with one long leg bent, and the bottle of wine was mostly empty.

This amount was already beyond what Huo Yunque could bear.

"Brother? Why are you secretly drinking alone?"

Song Yaoyao put down her schoolbag, half-knelt beside him, put her hands on the carpet and leaned over to look at him.

Nuo Nuo's voice made Huo Yunque come back to his senses for a moment.

The long and sparse eyelashes are like insect wings, slowly fluttering.

The black eyes exuded a warm luster.

"Song Yaoyao?"

"It's me, it's me."

The big palm slowly fell on her little face and rubbed it gently, showing a little nostalgia.

Song Yaoyao nuzzled him affectionately, leaned over and kissed his lips.

There was still a slight smell of alcohol on the corners of his lips.

"oops--"

The next second, Song Yaoyao was caught off guard and ran into Huo Yunchao's arms.

The man's chin rested on the top of her head, and his nose was filled with the refreshing aroma emanating from him, mixed with a hint of alcohol.

Added together, the fermentation creates a special flavor.

Song Yaoyao moved into his arms and hugged his neck, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

"Song Yaoyao."

"Yeah, I'm here."

Song Yaoyao stared at the man's Adam's apple, which rolled up and down when he spoke, making people want to take a bite.

The deep and magnetic voice is slightly nasal.

It gives people the illusion that he is actually acting coquettishly.

"Where did you go back?"

Huo Yunque would know that Song Yaoyao was not surprised.

"Brother, do you know? I originally wanted to give you a surprise." This was also the reason why she didn't ask anyone to pick her up.