Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 70 Reasons

Huo Yunque raised his umbrella to avoid hitting her, his brows drooping.

"A person?"

Song Yaoya tightly wrapped his hands around the man's waist, buried his small face in his chest, trying to absorb the warm breath radiating from him.

Nodding dullly, "Um..."

"Send you back?" His voice was very low and his expression was weak, and he couldn't see the half-hearted feeling.

But it is impossible for him to appear here.

"No."

"Girl, your schoolbag, just leave as you say? Don't forget to bring things..."

The waitress in the shop hurriedly chased out and handed Song Yaoyao's schoolbag.

Huo Yunque glanced like an ostrich, and Song Yao, who was reluctant to move in his arms, stretched out his hand to take the bag.

Nodding slightly, "Thank you."

The **** umbrella was lifted slightly, and in the dark, cold and damp night, the man's sharply chiseled face made the girl blush in an instant.

She stumbled, "No, no thanks."

Take another look at the girl who is protected by a man and most of her umbrella is leaning toward her. The girl is envious.

It’s great to have such a handsome boyfriend——

It was drizzling, the asphalt road was wet with water, and the flashing shop lights reflected on the ground. The atmosphere was unspeakable and peaceful.

"Song Yaoyao, stand still."

His long and narrow Danfeng eyes dropped, and his words were endless and severe.

"But I'm cold~"

Song Yaoyao stomped his feet and stood up trembling. Putting his little hand in his pocket, he tried hard to indent himself into the not thick knitted cardigan.

She was also wearing Li Yang's school uniform, a small brown British suit and a knee-length pleated skirt, plus small leather shoes and socks.

A small piece of snow-white slender legs shivered when exposed to the cold wind.

"Sneez—"

Song Yaoya rubbed his nose and looked up at Huo Yunque.

The man is too tall, she needs to raise her face high, and when the wind blows, she staggers backwards, almost falling into the traffic.

Huo Yunque supported her waist with a calm face and quickly pulled her back.

Song Yao was dazed for a moment, and when he reacted, his whole body became warm.

The man's long trench coat wrapped her sturdyly up to her calf. Song Yaoya tossed his sleeves, looking funny like a child who had stolen an adult's clothes.

"Huh? Brother—"

She turned her head and happily stood beside Huo Yunque, "Why is my brother here? What a coincidence~"

The coat was just right to dissipate the cold from her body, especially the clear breath of the man on the coat, which smelled very nice.

"I should ask you this. At this point, you should be at home." Huo Yunque clicked on his watch, "Reason."

He frowned slightly and looked serious, like a parent interrogating a child who made a mistake.

Song Yaoya put out his tongue and lowered his head, "I'm out of home."

She stepped on the water under her feet boredly and sucked her nose. She used to have a soft and happy voice, but at this time she also lost her vitality.

"I was kicked out. Mrs. Song said that I was Crow's Mouth. She only had Song Jingwan a daughter in her heart. Anyway, whether I was alive or dead, she would not care."

Huo Yunque didn't care why she didn't call her mother Zhou Manli, but called her Mrs. Song.

None of this has anything to do with him. What he is concerned about is only the reason why this little girl lingers out on rainy nights.

The car parked on the side of the road, which had already caused dissatisfaction among others.

But looking at the number and model of the overbearing license plate, he immediately dared not say anything.

Thank you all for your birthday wishes yesterday! It really touched me badly. I will look at it later and look at it again, and my heart is full of joy~ There have never been so many people wishing me a happy birthday! There are so many cute ones who voted, thank you~ bow and thank you again!

(End of this chapter)