Chapter 93 I Suspect My Uncle

The little girl huddled under the gray quilt, her little face white and dazzling, and her brows furrowed into a pimple as the thunder sounded.

a long time……

Huo Yunque had already turned a page, and there was movement around him.

rustling, thought he didn't notice.

A small hand quietly grabbed the corner of his shirt.

"Good night brother..."

Huo Yunque lowered his eyes, and there was an arc of light on his lower eyelid, covering the dark under his eyes.

Good night.

Time passed minute by minute, and the breathing behind him stabilized.

Huo Yunque squeezed his eyebrows and closed his eyes. The little girl was lying on the bed that belonged to him, sleeping soundly, but the little hand was holding onto his clothes tightly and refused to let go.

As soon as he moved, she immediately mumbled twice, her little hands gripping tighter.

"Liar."

Thin lips hooked lightly, and the man's cold voice was particularly demagogic on a rainy night.

"elder brother……"

The little girl suddenly rubbed his big hand, buried her small head in his palm, and fell asleep.

Those low and soft words seemed like a dream.

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The next day, it was more cloudy.

Horningxi had a coat hanging from her elbow, and came from the other end of the corridor while playing games.

"Crack-"

The door opened.

A little girl in pink and white pajamas and a pair of extra-large slippers walked out of the door.

The two looked at each other.

After a few seconds.

"I, rely on!!"

"Song Yaoyao!! Explain! Why did you explain to me clearly, why did you come out of my uncle's room?!"

Huo Ningxi hung up the game directly, his eyes widened, unable to digest what he saw.

Song Yaoyao, what the heck, came out of his uncle's room?

Progress so fast?

Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes and slept sweetly. Her cheeks were flushed, and she didn't see the paleness from last night.

Cherry lips parted lightly, and two words were uttered, "Idiot—"

She stepped on her slippers and walked slowly towards her room.

Huo Ningxi followed her step by step, "Song Yaoyao, have you seduced my uncle? Wow! You are so talented at such a young age! I tell you, don't try to hurt my uncle, my uncle will never do it for the sake of A woman bent over—"

"elder brother!"

Song Yao pursed her lips, looked at the man who had just changed clothes and walked out of the room, stretched out her hands, "The shoes are too big, I can't walk..."

The man glanced at the shoes on her feet that were half too big, and frowned, "Trouble."

He strode over, bent down and picked her up with one hand, and walked towards her room.

There was no Huoningxi in his eyes at all.

Huo Ningxi: "???"

He stood there for two seconds, then suddenly rushed downstairs.

"Uncle Zhang! Uncle Zhang!!"

Uncle Zhang, who was in the yard instructing his servants to clean up the fallen leaves, heard the movement and thought something big had happened. He quickly turned his head and ran into the house, seeing Huoningxi who was in a hurry, he asked repeatedly, "Young Master, what's the matter?"

Huo Ningxi glanced upstairs, pulled Uncle Zhang and asked, "Uncle Zhang, do you have any contact information for the feng shui master that we had friends with before? I have something to do with him!"

"Huh?" Uncle Zhang was stunned, "What's the matter, young master? You are in a hurry, why don't you sit down and have breakfast first?"

"Oh, something big happened!"

Huo Ningxi couldn't calm down, he patted his forehead and whispered, "I suspect Song Yaoyao has tricked my uncle!!"

"what?"

Uncle Zhang was at a loss, "Young Master, did you not sleep well and have nightmares?"

Listening to Uncle Zhang's words, Huo Ningxi almost died of anger.

Huo Ningxi: Thinking (holding his chin and frowning·jpg) How did my uncle like this little liar Song Yaoyao?