Chapter 91 Brother, Are You Afraid of Thunder?

She leaned on her waist and grinned, thinking of Song Yaoyao, she became angry.

"Mom... don't talk about it! Let me help you go back to your room to rest first?"

Song Jingwan kept her face secret, and quickly interrupted her words to prevent her from continuing.

But the more she was like this, the more convinced Zhou Manli was that Song Yaoyao was born to resist her.

Thinking of how unlucky she has been since last night, and her life has been tossed in half, she endured it, barely swallowed the words she blurted out, and went upstairs with Song Jingwan.

At the dining table, Song Rui adjusted his glasses and squinted, "Achuan, do you think this has anything to do with Yaoyao?"

He doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he can't stand his wife's belief, and the eldest daughter has shown extraordinary good luck since she was a child, which makes his firm heart begin to shake.

Especially these days or two, it was really too much tossing.

"what?"

Song Wenchuan dropped his crutches and laughed, "Dad, you believe this too? Yaoyao doesn't understand anything, so he gave her an trumped-up charge, don't you think it's unfair to her?"

"I didn't say anything?" Song Rui frowned.

"Anyway, I don't think so. If you really have to find a reason for this matter, then I think that only people who are not good at being beautiful will be unlucky, don't they?"

Why are others not unlucky, only Song Jingwan and Zhou Manli broke their heads, and the other twisted their waists and suffered a concussion?

Song Wenchuan laughed after thinking about it. He knew that it was not kind to laugh at his mother like this, but he just wanted to laugh.

If that's the case, that girl is really interesting.

Seeing Song Wenchuan leave, Song Rui squinted and whispered, "Only those who treat her badly will be unlucky..."

If so, then everything has an explanation.

*

In the middle of the night, everything is silent.

The wind was howling outside the window, and the leaves were blowing on the ground.

rumbling—

boom--

Song Yaoyao abruptly opened his eyes, and there was endless darkness in front of him.

She took a deep breath, licked her lips, got up and felt the lamp switch on.

The interior lights up quickly.

Her heart was beating wildly, and her throat was dry, like something was strangling her throat.

Footsteps came from the corridor, very light, wrapped in the wind outside the window, in this deep night, it seemed extraordinarily strange.

Song Yaoyao suddenly lifted the quilt, ran over barefoot and opened the door.

The man, wearing a gray fleece bathrobe with long navy blue silk pajamas under it, was walking past her door with a cup in hand.

"elder brother--"

The little girl stuck out a small head from the crack of the door, her forehead was wet with cold sweat and stuck to her face, her face was as pale as paper.

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and estimated the time in his heart.

At this point, at least two in the morning.

"Why don't you sleep?"

Song Yaoyao sniffed, "Brother, there's thunder outside."

"Well," Huo Yunque nodded, his eyes flicked across her face, "Afraid?"

"Don't be afraid."

The little girl's eyes were dark, "I'm worried that my brother is afraid, brother, can I sleep with you tonight?"

When she said this, she squeezed the hem of her pajamas tightly, her fingertips turning white.

It's like a little rabbit who is already shivering with fear and pretending to be calm.

Huo Yunque's thin lips hooked, "Not good."

He raised his foot and walked towards his room, but a small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly. With a smile in his eyes, he looked sideways calmly, "I'm not afraid of thunder, and I don't need anyone to accompany me."

boom -

Another loud noise made Song Yaoyao bury his head in Huo Yunque's back in fright.

Broken voice, "No, you need—"

Yaoyao: I said you need it, you need it! If you argue again, you won't have a daughter-in-law, understand? ! [fierce]

Huo Ye: Okay, I need it, I'm so scared. [calm]