Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 292 will not be disgusting

"Brother~"

In an instant, everything became clear.

The little girl sat at the dining table, holding her mobile phone and looking at him happily.

Huo Yunque's thin lips moved, and the slight smile made people imperceptible.

"brother……"

Suddenly, Song Yaoyao was taken aback, looking at the man's paler face than before, her soaring enthusiasm was poured with cold water on her head, and she calmed down.

"Huh?" Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows.

"You are hurt--"

Song Yaoya anxiously said, "How come you get hurt? Where did you get hurt? Show me!"

The concern in her eyes was about to overflow, her eyes quickly turned red, and her words were incoherent.

Huo Yunque lowered his head and looked down at her.

"Nothing, no injuries." He explained briefly.

As soon as Song Yao's eyelashes blinked, the hot tears fell down like rain. There was a mist of water in his flushing eyes, and his eyes met, stubbornly pursing his lips, "Don't want to lie to me, you can't lie to me!"

She has studied medicine.

"Ah……"

Huo Yunque shook his head and his voice became clearer and deeper.

"It's okay, eh?"

He lowered his voice to comfort, his Adam's apple rolled down, and a silent gentle spread.

"Don't cry, I'm not in the country now, but I can't help you wipe your tears—"

The man leaned lazily on the bed, his black hair naturally fell on his forehead, his pale lips lightly raised, and he was even in the mood to joke with her.

Song Yaoya choked twice, "Then show me the wound!"

"Tsk—"

Huo Yunque shook his head, dropped his slender fingers on the buttons, raised his eyebrows, "Want to see?"

"It depends."

Song Yaoya wiped away his tears and nodded baba.

Uncle Zhang came over and was shocked to see the little girl crying pitifully.

When I got closer, I realized that Song Yaoya was talking to Huo Yunque.

He laughed, then exited silently.

The man sighed softly when he heard the words, and his hoarse laughter poured out.

"It's not easy to show where I was injured. You have to see it, but you are responsible."

With tears hanging on Song Yaoya's eyelashes, the black pupils that had been washed with water became clearer.

She blinked, and suddenly wept with a ‘Wow’.

"Uuuuuuuu!"

Huo Yunque was startled, and there was no denying that he was frightened.

Then I watched her cry, but felt helpless and distressed.

"What's the matter? It's okay?"

"Woohoo!!"

Huo Yunque squeezed his eyebrows, he really had nothing to do with the tearful and squeamish little girl. His temples jumped back and forth, and he resignedly sighed, "Look at it, just show it to you."

As long as she stops crying, everything is fine.

The little girl cried out of breath, her slap-sized face was full of tears, she coughed twice from time to time, and a few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks, which made her look very weak.

Song Yao was stunned, distraught.

"Brother...Don't lie to me, don't worry! Even if you, even if you hurt that place, I won't despise you! I will, I will be with you forever, really!"

She chuckled a promise.

After listening to it, Huo Yunque's face instantly turned dark.

He took a deep breath, didn't he control it,

"Song Yaoyao!"

He pressed his voice and his eyes were cold and scary.

"What are you thinking about all day long, eh?"

Huo Yunque stretched out his hand, untied the shirt he had just put on with great difficulty, and finally irritably pulled it open directly, exposing a large chest.

The strong muscles are exposed in front of the camera, and there are thick bandages passing through the chest and shoulders, oozing thick blood.

It turns out that it hurts here--

(End of this chapter)