Chapter 844： ‘Advance in advance’

Chapter 844 "Advance in Advance"

He suddenly bent over, picked up the girl, and walked out of the study.

Song Yaoyao screamed and quickly wrapped his neck.

"I don't guess!"

What's the big deal if you don't go and don't go?

She groaned, "Let's go, you are not afraid that I will be abducted by another brother?"

When the words fell, the man suddenly paused.

Originally planned to go downstairs, but now, he has changed his mind.

When the man turned around and walked toward the bedroom, Song Yaoyao began to notice something was wrong.

It's just obvious that you have to pay a price if you say something wrong!

And--

The price is tragic!

"Are you looking for another man? Huh?"

Song Yaoyao awakened with a whimper.

He shook his head with tears in his eyes, "No, no more..."

"Really good," she kissed her thin lips and quivered her tear-stained eyelashes.

"It's just that these alone are not enough—"

not enough? !

Song Yaoyao raised her eyes with difficulty, her skin like pink jade, her eyes like autumn water glowing with lustrous luster.

Soon, Song Yaoyao had no time to think.

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The well-dressed man went downstairs.

He has cold eyebrows, and he straightens his cuffs as he walks.

Huo Qi took the file package and followed him respectfully.

From the man, there was a faint smell of shower gel.

Very shallow, shallow to nearly nothing.

Only when the distance is close can you smell it.

and so……

Sir, he postponed for so long, is he taking a shower upstairs?

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When Song Yaoya woke up again, it was already midnight.

Her throat was dry, and her throat was hot and painful with one mouth.

Tears fell in an instant.

She sat up, the silk slipped off.

She was fresh and wearing a night skirt.

The red marks on the calf meander up all the way.

There was no warmth around him, so angry Song Yaoya grabbed the pillow next to him and fell to the ground bitterly.

"Asshole!"

Big bastard!

What is today and tomorrow, and what is paid in advance.

She doesn't need it! !

Song Yaoyao got off the bed angrily, only when his feet touched the ground, he knelt to the ground with a soft knee.

Fortunately, there is a soft carpet on the ground, so that it won't hurt.

Suddenly Song Yao became even more angry.

She grabbed the pillow belonging to Huo Yunque and thumped it a few times.

A few seconds later.

Song Yaoya sniffed, patted distressedly, and threw it back on the bed.

Angrily said with a nasal voice: "Don't come back at all! I don't want you!"

The dry throat is about to catch fire.

Song Yaoya sat on the ground for a while before he came back. There was no water in the room. At this point, she didn't want to call someone.

The hallway was quiet, and the wall lamp was warm yellow, dispelling the fear caused by the night.

She went downstairs step by step, her waist sore.

If Huo Yunque was standing in front of her now, Song Yaoyao vowed that she would kick him hard.

Bastard!

After a cup of water, my throat feels more comfortable.

As soon as Song Yaoya returned to the bedroom to get back to sleep, the phone started chattering.

It is two o'clock in the middle of the night.

The caller was Song Weiwei.

Song Yaoya didn't want to pick it up, so she refused, and plunged into the soft bed.

Whether she is ruthless or indifferent.

Song Weiwei is purely using and being exploited with her.

(End of this chapter)