Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 979: Forever sir

Chapter 979 The Forever Squad Leader

"Slim, love you."

Everyone said in unison: "Thank you, sir!"

This little girl is the squad leader of their life.

If it weren't for her, all of them now would still be the drunken dude. After graduation, his parents spent money to stuff into a not-so-bad school and continue to eat and wait to die, or pick up girls, go to nightclubs and dance, and racing late at night.

What excites you to play, just like they did before.

But now, the original ones are far away from them.

Because, in their lives, there is a beam of light, a little sun that is always vigorous.

From the time they defeated Class I, they learned that the pride of being a parent is far more worthwhile than their drunken lives.

Nothing can replace that sense of satisfaction.

Song Yaoya was shocked, and felt his ears deaf. She stayed for a while, as if only slowly feeling their gratitude.

She slowly said: "Don't think it's so sensational, I won't check your results. If your monthly test results are not satisfactory, you will fine yourself ten laps."

"puff--"

"Hahahaha, squad leader, you really ruin the atmosphere!"

The sensational picture was abruptly obliterated by her.

When the party was over, everyone was still not satisfied.

They are all local, since they are back, of course they have to go home and see their parents.

Everyone separated at the door, and Song Yaoya bent over and got into the car.

She was shocked before going up.

"brother!"

She leaped forward and hugged the man's arm, with great surprise, "Why are you here? Did you come to pick me up on purpose?!"

Huo Yunque put down the file and raised his eyebrows, "No."

Song Yaoya now knows how Huo Yunque's routine is. She rolled her eyes and said,'Oh', and then turned to go to the stroller door, "Since it's not, I'll go live with Rourou. Invite me to be a guest at her house—ah!"

Before she finished her words, she fell into an embrace exuding a cold fragrance.

"Yes."

A short word made Song Yaoyao grin proudly.

"I know, I still want to not admit it! Humph~"

She shook her little head, and if there was a small tail behind her, she must have shook her mood.

But now, it's also cute and tight.

Huo Yunque curled his lips silently, leaned over to approach her, sniffed, "Drinking again?"

"Huh? Nothing!"

Song Yaoya pulled on the hem of his clothes and smelled it, "It's just the smell."

"Is it?"

"Yes." Song Yaoya naturally raised her head, and then her chin was pinched.

The man's slightly hot lips fell on her mouth, and a deep, seductive voice was wrapped in a smile, "I'll try it."

"Well--"

Song Yaoyao passively tilted his head back, stunned, pouting his mouth around his neck.

"You obviously want to be a hooligan."

Her little drink would be exposed if she drinks.

Huo Yunque laughed in a low voice, "Yes."

indeed.

Who calls the little girl so cute, I can't help it.

It was already midnight when I returned, so Song Yaoya was sleepy nestled in Huo Yunque's arms and was carried in by him.

Therefore, I didn't notice that many parts of Huo's house had been rearranged.

And a certain building behind it was also lit.

Everything is to welcome the arrival of tomorrow.

It's just that Song Yaoyao doesn't know yet.

In the early morning, the sky was bright.

The girl’s long black hair was blown by the cold wind, the hem of her coat turned upside down, her delicate little face with a faint smile, and she walked out of the airport gracefully.

Outside, the black luxury car has been waiting for a long time.

(End of this chapter)

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