Chapter 548 Possession
Tang Xinrou, who blamed herself, didn't even know that in the relationship between Huo Yunque and Song Yaoyao.
What she thought was ignorant and innocent Xiaobai was actually the one who took the initiative.
She is the one who proactively pursues, she is the one who confesses, and the one who proposes is—
Including last night.
Song Yaoya feels that there is nothing wrong with it, as she has been educated since childhood. If you want anything, go for it actively, without breaking the law or hurting others.
At first sight, she liked Huo Yunque's face and his temperament.
This gave rise to the urge to possess him.
So Song Yaoya did the same. Fortunately, her entanglement did not get disgust but a response.
"really?"
Tang Xinrou sniffed, still reproaching herself, "I'm sorry, I'm pretty, I drank some pieces last night."
Song Yaoya smiled, "It's okay, I said it was voluntary. And, I found one thing—"
"what?"
"It turns out that you can play hooligans when you are drunk."
"Hey!"
Tang Xin softly threw Song Yaoya into the bed and rubbed it hard.
Finally, he put his chin on Song Yaoyao's shoulder and said dullly: "Anyway, you don't blame me."
Song Yaoya's eyes curled up and she patted her head with a small hand.
Perhaps the reason why she made up her mind last night was because of Tang Xin's softness. But she herself is not innocent.
Song Yaoyao has never concealed Huo Yunque's possessiveness.
She wanted him, desperately--
And last night, everything got what I wanted.
Although the price is indeed a bit painful, fortunately, it did not last long.
Next...
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Tang Xinrou originally wanted to leave, but couldn't rest assured that she was slender, for fear that she would say those things on purpose to comfort her.
It happened that Song Yaoya had something to ask her, so she stayed.
"Tuk tuk-"
Song Yaoya was about to talk about business when the door was knocked.
Tang Xinrou hurriedly climbed down from Song Yaoyao, opened her mouth and asked, "Is it Mr. Huo?"
Just now, the angry accusation that Huo Yunque is like a beast has long since disappeared.
It's just a nest.
Song Yaoya snickered, spreading ink on the bed, "Come in."
The tall figure of the man appeared in front of him, his steps were elegant, and his temperament was elegant and elegant.
"Two ladies, it's time for dinner."
He walked up to Song Yaoyao, and saw her clothes and hair messed up, obviously just playing around. Her brows frowned slightly, then he leaned over and pulled her up.
"Hold you down?"
"No!"
Song Yaoya shook his head, pulled Huo Yunque's sleeves and jumped off the bed, his feet touched the ground, his legs softened and he almost did not kneel to the ground.
The man raised his eyebrows, caught her in time, and looked down.
Song Yao narrowed his neck, realizing what he wanted to do, and hurriedly shouted, "No way, no way! I want to go down by myself!"
Otherwise, what would it look like if someone saw it?
But Song Yaoyao forgot. She usually sticks to Huo Yunque like a koala, being hugged and hugged like a child.
Huo Zhai's servants have long been used to it, and the reason why she is so determined today is only because of her own guilty conscience.
"You can?"
The man's voice was clear, mixed with some smiles.
Song Yaoya always couldn't help thinking about what happened last night, and the **** voice that fell in her ear with a slight pant.
The nosebleed almost came out.
She looked like a morning glow and nodded with a sullen face, "Of course I can! Very possible!"
(End of this chapter)