Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 999 Xiaoyao: Are you surprised?

She pressed the answer button without making a sound. Instead, she found the book and sat at the table and read it.

"Hello? Is it Jenny?"

"Hello? Why don't you speak!"

At first, the other party could remain calm, but after a long period of silence, she gradually collapsed.

"What kind of medicine did you give me? Do you know what I am now? I was hurt by you, don't you know?"

"I know you are here, speak! What should I do?!"

"Tsk—"

The cat with a small crescent on his forehead was rounded, and it swayed its small body against Song Yao's toes.

Song Yaoya dropped the book, bent over and fished it up.

"I'm not happy, you are getting fat again, you need to lose weight~"

Song Jingwan was stunned.

In a quiet room in a foreign country, she suddenly felt cold all over her body.

"Song Yaoyao?"

"what……"

Song Yao murmured lazily, "I haven't seen you for so long, I'm glad you can hear my voice."

"You--!" Song Jingwan gritted her teeth so as to restrain herself from showing fear, "Why are you? Isn't this Jenny's call?"

Song Yao's eyes curled up with a smile, very happy.

"You are really interesting, haven't you understood it yet? There are many Jenny in this world, but the one you are looking for does not exist."

The girl's tone was light and fluttering, and her soft voice was cheerful.

Song Jingwan shook her head, holding the phone's fingertips so hard that she was pale and bloodless, "Impossible, I don't believe it, it's impossible!!"

She screamed suddenly and hung up the phone.

Song Yaoya shrugged, "Really boring."

She scratched her unhappy belly, "Unhappy, where is your little friend? Go, I will take you to find it!"

Just two steps away, the phone rang again.

This time, Song Yaoya left the room without looking back and ignored it.

Song Jingwan looked like a demon, perseveringly calling, her face pale and terrible, and her lips trembled even more.

"Answer the phone...Answer the phone...Song Yaoyao!!! You answer the phone for me!!!"

She seemed to be crazy, constantly muttering in her mouth, spitting out curses and screaming from time to time.

Unfortunately, no one took care of her at all.

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Song Wenchuan had been busy most of the night before returning home in the early morning.

He was so tired that he didn't even have the effort to lift his eyelids.

As soon as I walked into the hall, I found that the lights in the hall were on. There was a thin and thin figure nestled on the sofa. She was wrapped in a blanket and slept unsteadily.

Song Wenchuan got stuck in his heart.

Song Weiwei was not deep in sleep, but she woke up suddenly when she heard the sound of footsteps. When she saw Song Wenchuan, a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Brother, are you back?"

Song Wenchuan stared at her blankly, and for a long time, he said softly.

It seems that even the body is not so exhausted.

"Brother, have you eaten outside? I saved the soup for you. I cook it at night. It's always warm. You drink a bowl and then rest?"

Song Weiwei took off the blanket and walked to the kitchen.

Song Wenchuan wanted to say no, but seeing Song Weiwei's enthusiastic appearance, he paused, and swallowed back the refusal.

The girls are slender and slender, wearing simple home furnishings. Because of her existence, this huge house has become more popular.

"It's still very hot, be careful."

Song Weiwei smiled and put the soup on the table, looking at Song Wenchuan expectantly, "Try it quickly and give me some suggestions by the way."

(End of this chapter)