Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 914 is planted into the hands of the little girl

"Sister Xiaoyou!"

"Sister Xiaoyao, let's see you! You're done, there are no ducks!"

Two small carrots rushed in, scrambling to each other.

Throwing one left and the other right into Song Yaoyao's arms.

"Tongtong! Xiaoye! Don't be frizzy! How many times have I said that you want to be called Auntie."

"Mom! I've said it many times too!" Tongtong wrinkled her little nose, akimbo milky retort, "I don't want to call my sister Yaoyao old! She is a sister and will always be a sister!"

Lin Shuang helped his forehead and decided not to argue with the child: "...you are pretty, are you better?"

"It's okay, Sister Lin Shuang, why are you free to come."

Lin Shuang smiled softly. She looked at Song Yaoya with gratitude, "You should have come long ago, but you went to the crew to film. It will take you two months to walk away, and Xiaoye can't walk away. You are so beautiful, thank you."

If it weren't for Song Yaoyao, she couldn't imagine how she would live without Xiaoye.

Xiaoye felt his mother's depression, he walked to Lin Shuang, reached out and hugged her waist, and comforted her in his own way.

Song Yaoya bends his eyes.

"No thanks, no matter who it is, I will save it."

Children are always innocent.

She waved to Xiaoye, "Xiaoye, come here."

"Hurry up."

Lin Shuang realized what Song Yaoya was going to do, and immediately patted Xiao Ye on the back, motioning him to go to Song Yaoya's side.

Song Yaoya held Xiao Ye's arm, put her **** together and gently put them on his wrist.

After half a minute, she let go.

Lin Shuang asked nervously, "How is it?"

"Sister Lin Shuang, take it easy."

Song Yaoyao was funny, "Since the doctor has let Xiaoye out of the hospital, it proves that Xiaoye's body has recovered and he is a little weak. Children, just eat more delicious supplements."

"That's different."

Lin Shuang kept his eyes red, and took Song Yaoyao's hand, "I only trust you now."

Without Song Yaoyao, she would have fallen into hell.

It was Song Yaoya who gave her a hand.

In Lin Shuang's heart, Song Yaoyao is light--

The vigorous little sun that always radiates light.

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Terrace.

At the table, two tall and handsome men are sitting idle.

"Decided?"

The man lowered his eyes, gently rubbed the vegetarian ring on his finger, and made a low "um".

He looked into the distance and sat on the terrace to have a panoramic view of the entire manor.

In the small garden downstairs, a slender girl sits on a wooden chair, gently wrapping her up. Beside her, the little Lolita, wearing a beautiful tutu, carried the hem of the skirt and danced.

Accompanied by sweet and sweet laughter, she will applaud her face.

Lin Shuang stood by, with a shallow arc at the corner of her lips, her eyes full of maternal love looking at the child.

The breeze is slow and the picture is beautiful.

Yi Ting smiled, his eyes fell on Lin Shuang.

He ridiculed, "Mu Jing always complained to me, saying that you are a female insulator, and you have nothing to do with women in your life. He is a monk with hair and a pure heart. I used to think so, and I am unwavering about it. did not expect--"

Huo Yunque curled his lips, "Yes, I didn't expect it."

Why did he fall into the hands of a little girl?

"This is the fate."

Yi Ting sighed, "Like Lin Shuang and I, in fact, it's luck to meet the right person. Especially people like us."

He didn't speak any more, and looked at the beautiful picture downstairs quietly.

As if infected by their relaxed and happy atmosphere, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were stained with tenderness.

(End of this chapter)