Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 919 I like you the most

Children with each other's blood.

Huo Yunque took her hand and put it into his palm.

"sleep."

"Damn!"

Song Yaoya looked forward to the future with Huo Yunque expectantly, but he didn't expect that he was thinking about sleeping.

She went into flames namelessly, staring at Huo Yunque's deep-profile face through the darkness, "Huo Yunque! I'm talking to you very seriously!"

She is not joking!

"Can you be more serious!"

The little girl's voice is soft, even if she is angry, she makes people feel cute. The fierce tone didn't last long before he became aggrieved.

Huo Yunque sighed lightly.

The big palm stroked her hair and combed it gently.

"Is it not good for the two of us?"

"Also."

Song Yaoya pressed her lips and rubbed his hand, like a sluggish kitten, "But it would be better to have children."

Just like Tongtong and Xiaoye, that is the crystallization of love.

Huo Yunque smiled lowly, "Really? I can treat you as my child."

Song Yaoya only saw the surface, in fact.

In Yi Ting's heart, the weight of a child can never be better than Lin Shuang.

He is not such a caring person, just because it is his child with Lin Shuang, not because he likes children.

Huo Yunque is different. There are no children in his life plan.

"Oh, you are so annoying!"

Song Yaoyao stared at him, his face scorching hot.

"I'm discussing a child's topic with you!"

"Well, I'm serious."

Song Yaoyao: "..."

She felt that she had been deceived by Huo Yunque's serious performance at the beginning, and any high-spirited abstinence was fake!

After falling in love, what this person said, Song Yaoya felt that he was talking about love.

"No kids, only the two of us, eh?"

He didn't need anyone to share Song Yaoya's love, Tongtong and Xiaoye alone were enough to give Huo Yunque a headache. If it were his own child, Huo Yunque could not imagine.

"But I really want..."

Song Yaoya sniffed, bored, "Does my brother hate children?"

"Well……"

maybe?

He is really a person with few emotions, and he doesn't put too much emotion on that soft, small thing that seems to be broken when touched.

but--

"No," Huo Yunque smiled, fingertips fiddled with her curled eyelashes, "I like you kid, for example."

"Hey!"

Song Yaoyao was speechless, "Brother!"

"Well, let's change the subject, why do you suddenly want a child? Remember, you are only 19 years old this year."

"I just think Tongtong and Xiaoye are cute, and Sister Xia Lao..." She suddenly stopped and swallowed the rest of the words back, "Then I suddenly remembered."

"So brother, do you like boys or girls?"

In the darkness, the little girl lay in the arms of the man, not seeing his peaceful, unwavering eyes.

He said in a low voice: "As long as you give birth, I like it."

Song Yaoyao was satisfied, and she murmured, "What kind of answer is this? Brother, did you secretly copy the answer online again?"

This standard and cliché answer is simply a standard for men.

Huo Yunque's Adam's apple rolled and chuckled.

"But I prefer girls."

"Ah? Why?!"

"because of you."

"Eh-oh wait!"

The world turned around, and Song Yaoya suddenly fell into the big bed.

She has a blushing face, her hands are holding the man's chest, and she is not rejecting or taking the initiative.

"Wait a minute, this..."

Aren’t they still discussing the child’s topic?

(End of this chapter)