Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 35 Do you call me uncle?

Song Yaoya wrinkled her little nose, and the triumph in her eyebrows seemed to grow small wings and flew out, and raised her head proudly, "It's obviously that my brother asked Huo Qi to buy me milk tea. It was my brother who came to me first!"

She retorted with joy.

Huo Yunque thought it was interesting and deliberately teased her, "I asked you to come here too?"

"Eh--"

Song Yao was dumb, she pouted while holding the milk tea, "What! Brother is too good at pouring cold water."

She groaned, "Obviously I bought milk tea specially for me, but I didn't buy it for Song Jingwan."

"Do you want to buy it for her?" Huo Yunque chuckled in a low voice, "Then Huo Qi--"

"Mr?"

"Don't don't don't! No!"

Song Yaoya grabbed Huo Qi, glared at him fiercely, and ordered softly, "If you dare to buy milk tea for Song Jingwan, I'll blow your head!"

She thought she was fierce, but she didn't know that in the eyes of others, she was like a little milk cat that was eagerly flaring its teeth and claws before the full moon.

The soft and fluffy hair exploded, staggeringly protecting his own food.

Huo Qi is innocent: "Miss Song, the husband ordered..."

Why are you angry at me?

"Cough..." Huo Yunque clenched his fist to his lips, and Dan Feng's eyes filled with a small smile.

Can not help but laugh.

Song Yaoyao is confident, "I don't care anyway, you can try it if you have the ability."

She shook her small fist and raised her eyebrows threateningly.

Huo Qi's eyelids twitched, thinking of the little girl's violent behavior, silently backed up two steps, and raised his hand to surrender.

Hey, he is too difficult.

When someone is a bodyguard, they only need to protect the safety of the employer.

He is not the same, not only has to be stuffed with dog food, but also has to learn to do it.

Song Jingwan was far away, only a small and half exquisite profile of the man could be seen, and the corners of her lips moved when she smiled. Together with the imposing aura, it seemed not so terrible.

She pursed her lips and looked to the side.

Huo Ningxi, who came out a step late, came to her. Song Jingwan heard her own voice asking, "Ning Xi, is it your brother who is sitting in the car over there?"

"what?"

Huo Ningxi threw the schoolbag over his shoulder and raised his eyebrows. When he saw Song Yaoyao's figure, his brows frowned.

"Why is Song Yaoyao again? Why is she always pestering my uncle!"

Song Jingwan concealed the fact that Huo Qi was buying milk tea for Song Yaoyao, and said, "It's probably because my uncle looks good. There is no way. She has always liked beautiful people. She likes the celebrities she likes. Uncle is the same, and you—"

Huo Ningxi couldn't listen anymore, and walked towards Song Yao.

He grabbed her wrist and asked in a deep voice, "Song Yaoyao, can you please stay away from my uncle? It's like a dog skin plaster, not ugly?"

Song Yaoya was talking to Huo Yunque, but she was suddenly interrupted, and she frowned irritably.

In all fairness, she is not a good-tempered person. Occasionally a good temper depends on who is right.

For example, Song Yaoya is in a bad mood now, "Huo Ningxi, I advise you to let me go."

She squeezed her face, and the atmosphere was tense and depressing.

Song Jingwan curled her lips unchecked, and she hurried to catch up.

The smile narrowed down, and he bent over to apologize softly to the person in the car.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, my sister interrupted you, I apologize to you on her behalf."

"You call me uncle?"

(End of this chapter)