Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

I miss you until Chapter 273 is separated

I forgot what I was wearing.

The bathrobe hung half loosely on her arm, and the collar was wide open, revealing a thin pink thing.

Of course she knows what it is!

With a hum in his ears, Song Yao's dry face flushed.

Ahhhhh!

Does your brother think she is playing a gangster?

She pulled her clothes hurriedly, blushing almost bleeding. The voices were trembling and shy.

"Brother, brother... I'm all right..."

The man turned his head and looked at the little girl who was holding her bathrobe collar in her hand, wishing to wrap herself into a zongzi, a faint smile appeared in her eyes.

"Want to see snow?"

Song Yaoyao nodded quickly, "I thought!"

After the video opened, Song Yaoya had no time to lose sight of Huo Yunque, and was attracted by the beautiful scenery outside.

Called out "Wow".

The camera stretches out the window, the endless white snow spreads out, the snow is big and anxious, and when you look in the distance, it is a romantic night scene of the city. The prosperous red lights converge into a shining milky way, and the fluffy snow falls on the branches beside the road, and the wind blows rustling down.

Song Yaoya even wanted to travel through the past and feel it for himself.

"so beautiful!"

She opened her mouth wide, and the longing in her eyes couldn't hide.

Huo Yunque leaned in the seat, holding his phone at the snow scene outside the car window. She looked at the snow, and Huo Yunque looked at her.

The corners of his lips are always in a shallow arc, and his eyes are in love that he didn't even notice.

The wind came in from the window, and the heating in the car was useless.

Huo Qi rubbed his arms, and looked at the calmness of her husband again, admiring him inwardly.

Worthy of being a big boss, as if not feeling cold.

After Song Yaoya had enough, she asked eagerly, "Brother, can you sleep with me?"

"cough--"

Huo Ermeng coughed.

go to bed? What kind of sleep?

But neither of the two people who were in the video call felt anything wrong, "I'm watching here, go to sleep."

Song Yaoya immediately became happy. She smiled and leaned close to the camera, her red lips resembling ripe cherries, which was especially attractive.

She harp and kissed her.

"That's fine~ I'm not asleep, brother can't hang up the phone!"

Huo Yunque's eyes were full of smiles, and he nodded.

"OK, good night."

"Good night, brother~"

Song Yaoya has been sleepy a long time ago. She put her phone next to her pillow, and at the beginning she could still talk softly to Huo Yunque: "Brother, quietly tell you, I will miss you before we separate~ I will dream of you~"

Then in less than a minute, only the little girl's breathing remained in the phone.

Quiet snowy night, a bustling exotic city.

Huo Yunque's heart was full when he heard the little girl's breathing.

The little girl said: I miss you just after we parted.

Huo Yunque felt that this sentence should be said by him.

His fingers rubbed the screen, as if he could touch the sleeping face of a little girl far away in the country across the screen.

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Song Yaoya woke up without sleeping for a few hours.

She rubbed her face against the pillow, got up from the bed in a daze, knelt and rubbed her eyes.

I hurriedly opened the curtains in front of the bay window. In the large courtyard, the leaves of the ginkgo trees had fallen out, covered with **** frost, and it seemed as if it had fallen snow from a distance.

The mist was in the distance, and the sky was still blue.

She yawned and grabbed the phone to take a look. The phone has survived until now, with 3% of the battery left.

What made Song Yaoya most delighted was that the video did not hang up!

(End of this chapter)