Chapter 568： I'll show you enough tonight

Chapter 568 I will show you enough tonight

"but……"

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

The crimson came into Song Yaoya's eyes, and she nodded lightly.

It's very beautiful.

Even with it, she wondered what the owner of this bracelet looked like.

It should be beautiful, right? One or two can be glimpsed from Huo Yunque's eyebrows. And her name, Ashu.

Shu: Beauty.

Song Yaoya suddenly had an impulse. She pulled Huo Yunque's sleeves, and while he lowered her head, "Brother, what does Auntie look like? Isn't she very beautiful?"

"So want to see the future mother-in-law?"

A ridicule made Song Yaoyao blush.

She glanced at Huo Yunque and touched the bracelet, "You know I didn't mean that!"

Elder Huo yawned, and he couldn't stay up late when he was too old. It was only after nine o'clock in the evening that he was already sleepy.

But when he heard something about his lover, he couldn't help but laugh.

"It's not difficult to see your aunt. She loves to record her life and leaves a lot of photos. If you want to see it, I will send you a few photo albums tomorrow. There are also many photos of Yun Que when she was a child."

Song Yaoyao's eyes lit up, "Are there any pictures of brother embarrassing?!"

She was so curious, what did Huo Yunque, who is gentle and elegant now, look like when she was a child?

Elder Huo was taken aback, then laughed.

He sighed: "No, your aunt wants to. But I don't know how this kid looks like an old man since he was a child. He doesn't cry no matter how tossing him."

"Huh? Isn't that boring?"

People say that children are born for fun, and it won't be fun to grow up unless they toss and toss as a child.

Who thought that Huo Yunque had been like this since he was a child.

"It's quite boring," Mr. Huo smacked his lips. "But there are photos of him with a bare **** for months, do you want to see it?"

"Wow!"

Song Yao's face-to-face support, nodded, "Yes!"

"Okay, I will give it to you tomorrow."

Elder Huo finished speaking and strolled back to the room with his hands behind his back.

As soon as they left, there were only two people left here.

"Brother, when you were a kid—"

Before he finished speaking, his slender waist was pinched, and the man bowed his head condescendingly, with a smile, "I want to see that? I'll show you enough tonight."

Song Yaoyao's legs were conditioned and fired: "..."

Regret now, is it too late?

...

"You, hello."

Huo Tian had been looking at this man from a distance for a long time, watching him sitting in a wheelchair bored, playing with a black lighter carelessly.

The faint blue flame jumped rhythmically with the sound of clicking.

"Click."

Song Wenchuan threw the lighter on, raising his thin eyelids.

The man's gaze was far away, as if looking at her through the endless darkness. It hit her soul in an instant, making Huo Tian nervous and even forgetting to breathe.

"I, my name is Huo Tian," she introduced herself with a blushing face, "Excuse me, may I know your name?"

A layer of water gradually appeared in her eyes, looking at him expectantly and nervously.

Song Wenchuan saw this look a lot. He leaned in the wheelchair lazily, and even the veins of the veins were clearly visible on his thin palm.

The thin lips pulled aside a smile, and in Huo Tian's heartbeat, she suddenly poured a basin of cold water, "Sorry, no."

Huo Tian had imagined countless possibilities before coming. But it was totally unexpected that Song Wenchuan was so shameless.

The rims of her eyes flushed suddenly, "I, I know you are Song Yaoyao's brother, your surname is Song."

(End of this chapter)