Chapter 584： Brother and I

Chapter 584 Brother and I

"Like me, I'm a perfect match with my brother. It's the same as a toad and a white swan. That scene, Miss Dai, think about it, isn't it hot? It's the same for people."

Dai Shiqing smiled stiffly.

Why did she feel the strong malice in Song Yaoyao's soft and harmless voice?

At that moment, she felt offended.

"Hehe, Miss Song really likes to make jokes. To put it bluntly, in my heart, no one is worthy of Brother Yunque."

"Tsk..."

Song Yaoya turned his pen and leaned slowly against the sofa.

"Whether he is worthy or not, I am fond of mine. Even if the twisted melon is not sweet, I will twist it for him to grow it!"

Her eyes flowed, and her small face was instantly gorgeous and unreasonable.

The tone is arrogant and arrogant, and his words are extremely anti-social.

Dai Shiqing was shocked. Is this still the soft and harmless little girl she saw at the beginning?

"By the way, Miss Dai, you have said so many unpleasant things, so let me say something too, is it okay?"

"Wh, what?" Dai Shiqing blinked.

The girl looked at her tenderly. No matter how many eyes she looked at, that face would still make people feel amazing.

She bent her eyes and patted her face lightly, "I hope Miss Dai, you, can politely call her brother Mr. Huo. Call him by name, you are not worthy—"

Dai Shiqing buzzed her head and opened her eyes in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"Crack—"

The shell of the pen that was dexterously handled just now was crushed into pieces.

Song Yaoya smiled and turned her head, "Ms. Dai really didn't catch it just now?"

Almost the moment she leaned over, Dai Shiqing's back tightened.

With a dry throat, she involuntarily pinched the skirt, and the look in Song Yaoyao's eyes was almost like watching a monster.

If the pen was correctly read, it was a hard shell. She also used the same style. It wouldn't break no matter how you throw it, but in the girl's hand, it easily resembled a paper shell, and it shattered as soon as it was pinched.

The little hands are white, ten fingers are as long as jade, and the delicate skin and tender flesh are maintained.

But where does this strange power come from?

"Miss Dai?"

"I, I heard."

She was about to fall out of the sofa with half of her ass, she didn't understand Song Yaoya's eyes.

She thought about it in another way. If it was her own, could she crush the pen?

In conclusion, Dai Shiqing was silent.

Fortunately, this depressive atmosphere was broken soon.

But the images that followed made Dai Shiqing even worse.

The man came with light on his back, a simple shirt and slacks on him, gentle and expensive. The ice and snow outside the yard were melting, gradually merging with the breath on his body. He was holding a handful of bright red rose flowers, and the petals were still dripping with water.

"flower."

Song Yaoya left the book, half-kneeled on the sofa and straightened up to pick it up, "Brother, put the flowers in the vase and put them in the room, OK?"

"it is good."

"I want to change the bed sheets in the bedroom too, to pink?"

Huo Yunque laughed in a low voice, "Okay."

Song Yaoya fiddled with the petals, his dark eyes rolled, and said slyly: "Then can I have a strawberry cake?"

The curled eyelashes flutter gently like butterfly wings, and he raised his head in anticipation and raised his index finger, "Just eat one piece! A small piece~"

However, her expectations were destined to fail.

Huo Yunque turned around and poured a glass of water to her mouth, "No, drink more water and eat less sweets."

Nothing~

(End of this chapter)