Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 998 Sleeping in the study room tonight

"True."

The door was knocked several times, and then the hospital nurse pushed in.

The room was dim, and when she saw Song Jingwan still sitting on the bed and looking at her phone, she reminded her softly, "Miss Song, you should rest early. This will help you recover.

Song Jingwan pursed her lower lip.

restore?

"I know."

"Then, good night."

The nurse quietly retreated, she looked so gentle, and she was undoubtedly sympathetic to Song Jingwan.

Ah.

During this period of time, Song Jingwan didn't know how many such eyes had been seen.

She turned on the phone's recent contacts, and the number she frequently dialed was already familiar.

She pressed it again and waited for the sound from the system.

but--

This time, it got through.

"Hey?"

When she heard this voice, Song Jingwan's calm face began to tear, her voice was sharp and bitter, "Song Weiwei!! You deliberately harmed me!"

-

"Brother, it's time to sleep~"

Song Yaoya gently pushed open the door of the study, slipped in lightly like a thief, then leaned on Huo Yunque's back and gently pulled his earlobe.

Huo Yunque curled his lips, his low voice filled with an unconcealable smile.

"Song Yaoyao, I'm in a meeting."

"Huh? What—"

Song Yaoya stared straight ahead blankly. When he saw clearly that the picture in the notebook was in the meeting room, Song Yaoya's cheeks instantly blushed.

She enters! Acting like a baby in front of so many people!

What a shame!

Song Yaoya wanted to slip if he was able to launch, but Huo Yunque held his wrist and pressed it directly on his leg.

"Where to go? Listen together."

Song Yaoya didn't dare to look directly at those people, his whole body was stiff and terrifying.

"brother!"

She gritted her teeth and complained in a low voice, and her little hand pinched the soft flesh of his waist.

"Hmm—" Huo Yunque knocked on the table with a smile, and asked in a low voice, "I haven't eaten enough for dinner? Try hard."

"You!! Hurry up and let me go!!"

A burst of heat surged towards her face, Song Yaoyao didn't need to look at it, and knew that her face must be terribly hot.

"You don't want to be shameless, just let me go!" Song Yao kicked him angrily.

"Ah……"

The man's **** raised throat moved lightly, ripples in his deep black eyes, no longer teasing her.

"They can't see it, don't be afraid."

Song Yaoya was taken aback for a moment, followed Huo Yunque's slender and clean fingertips, and saw that the camera and sound were both turned off.

She let out a long sigh of relief and stared at him cryingly, "I don't want to talk to you anymore! You are a big badass!!"

Knowing that she was scared to death, she deliberately tossed her.

Seeing that she was really about to cry, Huo Yunque quickly raised his hand and surrendered, "Yes, yes, I was wrong, huh? You go to rest first, and I will be at your disposal later, okay?"

"I don't want it! You can sleep in the study tonight!"

Song Yao pushed him away with anger, jumped off his thigh, and walked away.

Huo Yunque smiled low, "Slow down, don't fall."

"You can control it!"

The little girl's Nuonuo's voice is very cute even if she loses her temper.

The door was closed heavily, representing the anger in Song Yaoyao's heart.

She patted her cheek, rushed into the bathroom and washed her face with cold water. The dryness gradually disappeared.

At this time, the phone rang.

Song Yao's eyes moved slightly, faintly guessing something.

She picked up the phone and found that there had been dozens of missed calls and short messages.

It seemed that he was really anxious.

It just so happened that she had a puff of anger in her stomach and there was nowhere to vent her. The call came in time, didn't she hit the gun?

(End of this chapter)