Chapter 253： no next time

Chapter 253 No next time

The man holding Xu Yue's waist touched his chin, and was amazed, "Not bad, there are indeed two brushes."

After playing for so long, he didn't even touch a corner of Song Yaoya's clothes.

Someone was annoyed and winked at their companions. Those people surrounded Song Yaoyao with the hurt, and one person drew a dagger from his pocket——

"Be careful!"

Tang Xinrou's expression changed drastically, and she raised her foot and rushed towards Song Yaoyao.

"Don't come here!" Song Yaoya drank low, looking at her in the gap with a pair of dark eyes.

Tang Xinrou's footsteps stopped abruptly, she squeezed her fists, thinking in her heart that when everything was over, she must kill Xu Yue, a bitch!

far away.

"Mr--"

Huo Qi was anxious, watching so many men surrounding Ms. Song trying to harm her, cold sweat on her forehead.

Huo Yunque squinted his eyes, moonlight shone on him, his deep gaze fell in the distance, as if he was examining something.

Slender fingers play with prayer beads indifferently.

Huo Qi was about to die in a hurry, "Sir, don't you help Miss Song! What if she gets injured?!"

"Let her fight."

The man's voice was very weak, and the light passed through his slender eyelashes, casting an arc of light on the lower eyelid, looking unpredictable.

Huo Qi opened his mouth and asked why!

Obviously, Miss Song was so worried and wanted to pick her up in person. But seeing that she was in danger, she refused to let him go.

He looked frightened, but when he watched, Huo Qi was numb.

Fists to the flesh, the screams of those people resounded through the sky.

Some people were worried that they were in a fight, and they discovered that outside the alley, they didn't know when they were guarding several big men in black. They were full of deterrence.

Tang Xinrou let out a sigh of relief, and as soon as she turned her head, she saw the Qingjun man dressed in moonlight, and her heart missed a beat.

Secretly thinking, when did Mr. Huo come?

Xu Yue's noodles were like dishes, but Song Yaoyao was so aggressive. The video shot in her hand seemed to be a merciless mockery of her.

I wanted to see Song Yaoyao get embarrassed, but in the end she was beaten and crawled all over the floor.

The dozen or so brothers brought by the man have all fallen to the ground.

Xu Yue glanced at each other with her female companions, and wanted to slip away.

Only when he left the alley, he faced a handsome face.

With a smile on the corners of the youth's lips, he gently stretched out his hand, "Miss, are you okay?"

Xu Yue's cheeks burst red, "No...nothing..."

"Do you need my help? I can take you home."

The young man's face is too handsome, and when he smiles, it looks like a breeze, clean and charming.

She was so fascinated that she looked at the young man in a trance, "If possible...that would be great..."

"Tsk—"

Huo Qi separated the crowd and looked at Huo Jiu who was on the opposite side to show off, holding his arms to make complaints.

"Sir, look at Huo Jiu's sorrowful look! Hey, wait for me, Mr."

"Song Yaoyao."

Song Yaoya panted heavily, raised his hand to wipe the tears welling from his eyes, and turned his head, "Brother?"

When did he come?

Her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and she leaped into his arms with joy.

The man wiped away her tears with a thinly callused index finger, and his eyes fell on the little girl with unpredictable eyes, "I feel comfortable?"

He stroked Song's dark and soft hair with a very low voice.

Song Yaoya wrapped his waist, although his hands hurt, but his heart was calm.

She nodded her head and wiped her tears on the man's knitted sweater.

"no next time."

This is what Huo Yunque allowed, she indulged for the last time, at the expense of hurting herself.

How did everyone spend this New Year's Day? I probably just wandered around in my pajamas, eating and sleeping code...oh, it’s boring

(End of this chapter)