Chapter 577 I'm Using You
Mu Wei lives here, and even feels ashamed. She is so dear, she has paid nothing, can eat and drink well, and lives in such a luxurious apartment alone.
She was grateful to Song Yaoya in her heart, although Song Yaoyao had told her clearly, don’t be grateful, because she was just using her.
But Mu Wei didn't think so, what could she be used for?
If they are used, they can live so well and get rid of their previous difficulties and misfortunes. Mu Wei thought, there will be a large number of people coming in front of them, trying to be used by Miss Song, right?
She had a New Year's Eve dinner by herself, and the Chinese New Year Gala was shown on the LCD TV in the living room.
Obviously she was the only one, but Mu Wei didn't feel lonely at all, on the contrary, she felt relieved.
Because this is the life she dreams of.
The bang of the wall clock signaled the arrival of the first day of the new year.
Mu Wei held the phone, as if performing a sacred, inviolable ceremony, seriously typed four words, and sent--
[Miss Song, happy new year. 】
In the morning, a snow-white slender arm protruded from the bed, and the white skin like milk was covered with dense red marks.
The girl only showed her dark hair, her small hands groping randomly.
suddenly--
She paused and felt a piece of tight skin with her little hand.
Whoosh--
Song Yaoya's little hand retracted instantly, like a diving fish, bit by bit, bit by bit into the quilt.
"Wow!"
The quilt on the top of the head was lifted suddenly, just like the shell of a tortoise was lifted, exposing the slippery body.
"Wow!!!"
Song Yaoya suddenly covered her small face, and an angry voice came from between her fingers.
"Asshole! Big badass!"
Immediately after he was picked up, the man's low-pitched and **** laughter spread in his ears, and his ears were all numb. She had her toes taut, her whole body and her hair was full of rejection.
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, "Did you cover the wrong place, huh?"
Song Yao's back stiffened: "..."
In the next second, she became angry from embarrassment, and bit on Huo Yunque's hand.
"Don't say it! Say it! Say it again I will kill you!"
"Um...it hurts..."
Someone who was still talking harshly just now let go, her slick eyes flickered, and she quietly looked at the back of Huo Yunque's hand. A row of crescent-shaped marks on the top are shallow and slightly reddish.
Song Yaoya wiped off her saliva with a guilty conscience, "You provoked me first, don't blame me..."
"Well, I don't blame you."
Handing his arm to her lips, the man's pleasant voice mixed with a smile, which became more and more confusing, "Did you breathe? Take another bite?"
Song Yao pouted and pushed him away angrily.
"What did you shout!"
"This is not a conflict," Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and said, he thoughtfully handed his arm forward again.
Song Yao climbed up with a breath of anger, but didn't use any force, except for a water mark, not even a mark.
She curled her lips and murmured, "You just made me feel bad on purpose!"
Knowing that she can't bear it!
"Ah……"
Huo Yunque couldn't help but laugh low, he turned around the little girl suddenly, and at the same time stretched the quilt to completely cover the two of them.
The light dimmed instantly.
In the small space, Song Yaoya curled his toes uncomfortably.
A dragonfly kiss fell, and the voice in his ears was soft and delicate.
"my honor."
(End of this chapter)