Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 91, brother, are you afraid of thunder

She leaned on her waist and barked her teeth and grinned, thinking of Song Yaoyao, she didn't get angry.

"Mom... don't say it! I will help you back to your room to rest first, right?"

Song Jingwan looked secretive, and quickly interrupted her to stop her from speaking.

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

Thinking of the bad luck that I had been going on since last night, I was tossed in half of my life, and forbearance, barely swallowed the blurt words and went upstairs with Song Jingwan.

At the dining table, Song Rui helped his glasses and squinted, "A Chuan, do you think this matter has anything to do with being thin?"

He didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he couldn't help his wife to believe it, and his eldest daughter showed extraordinary good fortune since he was a child, which made his firm heart start to shake.

Especially these two days, it was really too much trouble.

"what?"

Song Wenchuan dropped the crutches and was funny, "Dad, do you believe this too? I don't understand anything, so I'll give her an unreasonable charge. Don't you think it's unfair to her?"

"I didn't say anything wrong?" 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 health will be unlucky, don't they?"

Why are others not unlucky, only Song Jingwan and Zhou Manli broke their heads, and one twisted their waist and fell into a concussion incidentally?

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

If this is the case, that girl is really interesting.

Watching Song Wenchuan leave, Song Rui squinted and whispered: "Only those who are not good to her will be unlucky..."

If this is the case, then everything will be explained.

*

Late at night, everything was silent.

The wind roared outside the window, and the fallen leaves blew all over the ground.

Rumbling--

boom--

Song Yaoya opened his eyes fiercely, and there was endless darkness in front of him.

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

The interior quickly lit up.

Her heart was beating wildly, her throat was dry, as if something was strangling her throat.

The sound of footsteps came from the corridor, very quiet, engulfing the sound of the wind outside the window, and it seemed very strange in this deep night.

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

The man wore a gray fleece bathrobe on his shoulders and a long navy silk pajama inside, passing by her door holding a cup.

"brother--"

The little girl poked out a small head from the crack in the door, her forehead wet with cold sweat and pressed against her face, her face pale as paper.

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

At this point, at least two o'clock in the morning.

"Why don't you sleep?"

Song Yaoya sniffed, "Brother, there was a thunder outside."

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

"I'm not afraid."

The little girl has dark eyes, "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 with force.

It looks like a little bunny who is trembling 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 the corner of his clothes was held tightly by a small hand. His eyes were smiling, and he looked sideways calmly, "I am not afraid of thunder, and I don't need someone to accompany me."

Boom

There was another loud noise, so that Song Yao suddenly buried his head in Huo Yunque's back.

His voice was broken, "No, what you need—"

Yaoyao: I said you need it, you need it! You won’t have a wife any more quibble, understand? ! [fierce]

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

(End of this chapter)