Chapter 93： I suspect that someone will pour my uncle

Chapter 93 I suspect that someone gave my uncle a gu

The little girl shrank in the gray quilt, her small face was dazzling white, and with the thunder, her brows were frowned into a fleshy bump.

a long time……

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

The rustling, thinking he didn't find it.

A small hand quietly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Good night, brother..."

Huo Yunque lowered his eyes, and there was an arc of light on his lower eyelid, which covered the dark bottom of his eyes.

good night.

Time passed by, and the breathing behind him became stable.

Huo Yunque squeezed his eyebrows and closed his eyes. The little girl lay on his bed and slept soundly, but her little hand clung to his clothes and refused to let go.

As soon as he moved, she murmured twice, her little hand gripping tighter.

"Liar."

The thin lips are lightly hooked, and the man's cold voice is particularly bewitching in the rainy night.

"brother……"

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

The low and soft words are like dreams.

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The next day, the sky became more cloudy.

Huo Ningxi walked from the other side of the corridor with his coat hanging on his elbow while playing a game.

"Crack—"

The door opened.

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

The two looked at each other.

A few seconds later.

"I, shit!!"

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

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

Song Yaoyao, who came out of his uncle's room?

Has it progressed so fast?

Song Yaoya rolled her eyes and slept sweetly, her cheeks flushed, she didn't see the paleness of last night.

Sakura's lips lightly opened, spit out two words, "Idiot——"

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

Huo Ningxi followed behind her, "Song Yaoyao, did you seduce my uncle? Wow, you! You can do it at a young age! I tell you, you don’t want to hurt my uncle. My uncle will never do it for you. A woman bent her waist—"

"brother!"

Song Yao's mouth was flat, looking at the man who had just changed his clothes and walked out of the room, stretched out his hands, "The shoes are too big, I can't walk..."

The man glanced at the shoe that was one and a half larger on her foot, frowned, "Trouble."

Strode over, bent over and picked her up with one hand, and walked towards her room.

There was no Huo Ningxi in his eyes.

Huo Ningxi: "???"

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

"Uncle Zhang! Uncle Zhang!!"

Uncle Zhang, who was ordering his servants to clean the fallen leaves in the yard, heard the movement and thought something serious had happened. Turning his legs sharply, he ran into the room, saw Huo Ningxi who was anxious, and asked: "Young Master, what's the matter?"

Huo Ningxi glanced upstairs and asked Uncle Zhang, "Uncle Zhang, do you have his contact information for the Feng Shui master whom we had previously made friends with? I have something to ask him!"

"Huh?" Uncle Zhang was stunned. "What's the matter? You are in a hurry. Sit down and have breakfast first."

"Oh, something big happened!"

Huo Ningxi couldn't calm down, he patted his forehead, and whispered: "I suspect that Song Yaoyao gave my uncle the poison!!"

"what?"

Uncle Zhang was at a loss, "Did you sleep well and have nightmares?"

Listening to Uncle Zhang's words, Huo Ningxi almost didn't get angry.

Huo Ningxi: Thinking (folding her chin and frowning·jpg) How did my uncle look at the little liar Song Yaoyao?

(End of this chapter)