Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 1119 Song Yaoyao was domestically abused

Huo Tian stood there not daring to say a word. Seeing that Huo Yunque hadn't noticed her, she knew this was a perfect opportunity. Quickly grease the soles of your feet, and touch your toes quietly to touch the door.

"Oh."

Song Yaoya sniffed, held his hand against his cheek, and rubbed it lovingly.

The skin under the palm of the hand is delicate, and there are still tears that have not dried, and a red mark can be left with a gentle pressure.

What was all stuck in Huo Yunque's throat, behind the deep invisible eyes, what was clamoring quietly overflowed, and he quickly suppressed it back.

Can't scare the little girl.

Huo Yunque asked: "Where are you going?"

Just when Huo Yunque came back suddenly interrupted, Song Yaoya forgot. Thinking of it now, I suddenly became dumb.

"Ok?"

The pointed chin was raised, and the slender neck stretched into a graceful arc.

Song Yaoya looked up at him with a small face.

"What to do?"

His fingers were cold, and when he was speaking, he leaned slightly closer to her, his eyes met.

Song Yaoya knew that every move in this house could not be concealed from Huo Yunque, she gritted her teeth, angrily and aggrieved: "I want to beat Huo Ningxi!"

It was like a kid who was wronged and clamored to find the place back.

Huo Yunque smiled suddenly.

He gently pecked her eyebrows, the coldness of his whole body gradually melted, "Okay, beat him up."

I didn't sleep well last night, took medicine again, and soon fell asleep in Huo Yunque's arms, and forgot to avenge Huo Ningxi.

-

Quiet in the study.

With the whip in his hand, Uncle Zhang stood quietly aside.

Huo Ningxi knelt in the middle, looking indifferent, as if it was not him who was about to be punished.

There was dead silence in the air.

for a long time.

The man picked up the cup and sipped lightly, the brows and eyebrows were wetted by the rising water vapor, which became sharper and sharper.

"Are you unwilling?"

The oppression from above became stronger, and Huo Ningxi gritted his teeth.

"Yes."

"Oh? It's interesting."

Uncle Zhang was almost dizzy. He looked at Huo Ningxi, then at Huo Yunque, who was calm and even with a three-point smile on his face. He really felt that he was old and useless.

The young master is too dare to say, is he afraid that Mr. is not angry enough?

"Before punishing you, I will ask you a few questions."

The cup was lowered with a crisp sound.

"At the beginning, but you had to divorce?"

When Huo Yunque said a word, Uncle Zhang's eyelids twitched.

He looked at the silent Huo Ningxi and sighed softly. I did a sin, I didn’t know how to cherish it, but what good is it now to regret.

"Yes."

Huo Ningxi's hands on his legs clenched into a fist, as if the word was squeezed out of his teeth.

"I stopped you, so you are not allowed to show her kindness?"

Huo Ningxi was shocked all over, for a long time before his eyes were flushed, "No."

"Huo Ningxi," Huo Yunque looked down, twisting the beads one by one, "It should be noted that there is no regret about selling medicine. Although you and I are nominally uncles and nephews, I don't mind you fighting with your own skills. It is your ability to really get her heart."

The light in the study is dim, his face is hidden in the faint light and shadow, and his eyebrows are sharp and high.

It seems to be the **** of all beings on the nine heavens.

Be compassionate.

Huo Ningxi raised her head suddenly, her red bloodshot eyes staring at the man sitting above him, "Why do you say that? What do you think of Song Yao?!"

"Ah--"

Huo Yunque smiled and slowly said, "Of course she is regarded as a treasure, but first of all, she is a person."

Since you are human, you have the right to choose.

"Okay, let's do it."

Huo Yunque stroked the non-existent folds on his sleeves and held up the teacup again.

Among them, the roots of the tea leaves stand up, and the sparkling waves refracted by the water fall into his eyes.

"One hundred whips, I'm here to watch."

Uncle Zhang bowed, "Yes."

In the past, this whip had beaten Huo Yunque. Later, Mr. Huo gradually got older, and his temper was not bad when he was young, so he put away the whip and never moved.

Huo Yunque had watched Huo Ningxi grow up, but he was restrained and calm, and he didn't easily beat others.

In the study room, there was a dull sound.

After a long time, Uncle Zhang stopped panting.

"Sir, a hundred whips are just right."

"Well, you go down."

The study was quiet, only Huo Ningxi's breathlessness could not be controlled.

His back was bloody, but his back was stubbornly straight, and he didn't want to bow his head in front of Huo Yunque.

In sight, a pair of shoes appeared.

Huo Yunque's voice seemed to come from a very distant place.

"Do you know why she chose me instead of you in the end?"

"Understanding the truth of what they want, some people don't understand in their entire lives. Huo Ningxi, I hope you can do it yourself."

The footsteps went away, and when the door clicked, it seemed that there was only Huo Ningxi left in the whole world.

"Understand what I want? Huh..."

Huo Ningxi's back gradually curved and his head drooped.

Even if you understand, it's too late.

Is it still useful?

-

It was already two days after Song Yaoya's illness was completely cured.

At Huo's house, she never saw Huo Ningxi again. Huo Tian also moved out and went to the apartment prepared by the studio for them, ready to train.

Then they will be very busy, participating in variety show promotion to increase exposure, participating in evening parties, going to performances, and at the same time, training can not be left behind.

Huo Zhai seemed to be quiet all at once.

Song Yaoyao was a little at a loss, making a fuss about going to school.

Huo Yunque could only rely on her.

Now the rules of the film academy students are different from the previous ones. As long as the major courses are not missed, they can go to their own affairs and the school does not care.

So Song Yaoyao didn't come to school for a few days, and everyone was used to it.

Until Song Yaoya came with the bruise on his forehead, the big egg, with blood spots in the bruise, looked terrifying.

At the end of a class, Song Yaoya returned to the dormitory and met Ye Meichen and Wang Jiayu halfway through.

The two obviously came to her together, and both expressed strong distress for her injury.

Song Yaoya didn't take it seriously, washing her face every day and carefully avoiding the wound, afraid of pain.

Unexpectedly, the brain circuits of the media are always different from ordinary people.

That night, the major marketing accounts released a new gossip.

#S New director surnamed brutally domestic violence? Go to school with an injury? Are rich men so easy to marry? !

To be honest, when Song Yaoya was surfing the Internet, he saw hot searches about the new director surnamed s, and didn't even think of himself.

There are newcomers in the circle every day, and Song Yaoyao has been famous for quite a while, and has automatically picked herself out of the ranks of newcomers.

Until Wang Jiayu, who was sleeping next to Ye Meichen’s upper bunk, poked a head out of the tent, and asked in shock: "You are pretty, honestly, did Mr. Huo hit your head for the injury?"

(End of this chapter)