Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

Lin Hao lost control of his balance and knelt on one knee on the ground. Before he could stabilize his body, he was kicked down again.

Huo Yirong's feet in leather shoes stepped on Lin Hao's head, crushing half of his face.

His voice was cold and bloodthirsty and murderous: "I don't know what is dead or alive, and I don't even look at where it is. You dare to do something to me, and you are impatient?"

On the Huo family's site, he dared to do something wrong, obviously because he thought he died too slowly.

Lin Hao gritted his teeth and said nothing, like a mute.

Huo Yirong exerted force on his feet, and the corners of Lin Hao's mouth flowed out bright red blood, and his expression was so stubborn that it was incomprehensible.

Seeing that the other party didn't make any noise, Huo Yirong withdrew his feet, and he couldn't tell whether it was a compliment or a mockery: "It's a tough one."

Huo Qiang immediately stepped forward and suppressed Lin Hao, preventing him from attacking his master.

Huo Yirong flicked off the dust that didn't exist on the sleeves of the bullet jacket, wearing a neat suit, without the slightest rage before.

He raised his eyes, looked at Huo Yunqiu, who was leaning in front of the door, and asked sarcastically, "Third brother, what is the Su family trying to do?"

"do not know."

The third master's voice is clear and gentle, like the breeze tonight, comforting and laziness.

Huo Yirong frowned: "Will the Su family jump over the wall in a hurry?"

Recently, some small actions of Nangong and Su's family were frequently blocked after they learned about it. The Su family was completely angry and tried to hit the stone with an egg.

The third master glanced at Lin Hao with cold eyes: "No, they don't have the guts yet."

Huo Yirong walked towards him and said in a casual tone, "Is that throwing stones to ask for directions?"

This time the third master didn't say anything and acquiesced to his statement.

Huo Qiang carried Lin Hao, who was no longer struggling, and asked, "Second Master, Third Master, is this person still going to be dealt with?"

The third master's thin lips pursed slightly, and a fierce light flashed from the bottom of his eyes.

Lin Hao's appearance was too abrupt, but he was a pitiful creature abandoned by the Su family, a harmless existence.

It was about the Su family, and he couldn't guess the Su family's calculations.

Huo Yirong's lips curled into a cruel sneer: "In recent years, the garden at home has not been fertilized very much. Even if it is an abandoned child, it must be used for its final use."

Huo Qiang nodded slightly and looked at the man standing beside the second master.

The third master waved to him: "deal with the old rules."

"Yes--"

Huo Qiang dragged Lin Hao away, followed by two Huo family secret guards.

The figures of the group gradually disappeared into the dark light.

Huo Yirong, Huo Sanye turned around and entered the room.

For them, Lin Hao is an irrelevant person, and will not cause too many ripples in their hearts.

"Brother and sister haven't come back yet?" Huo Yirong walked into the living room and didn't see Huo Zhi and Huo Chuan, guessing that Qin Ruan had not come back.

"I called back before and said I was on my way back."

The third master walked to the wine cabinet not far away, and took out a bottle of red wine without a logo from the glass cabinet.

He raised the wine in his hand to Huo Yirong: "Second brother, would you like a drink?"

Huo Yirong raised her eyebrows, with a playful look on her face, and said with a smile, "Guo, you are becoming more and more unscrupulous now, but I haven't seen you drinking in many years."

The third master frowned slightly, and an unpleasant light appeared in his eyes: "don't call me that."

The old man called him bullshit, he can tolerate a little bit, as long as the old man is happy.

When other people called him, he always felt a sense of resistance in his heart.

Jiao, this name sounds like a woman's nickname no matter what.

Huo Yirong shook his head and said disappointedly: "When I was a child, when I called you jerk, you could still answer with a straight face. Now I don't ask you to respond, you won't even let me shout."

Mr. Huo stood in front of the bar, which was as big as a bar, and poured two glasses of red wine.

He picked up one of the cups and took a sip.

This wine is brewed by the Huojia winery and is not sold to the public.

Or to be more correct, the wine brewed by the Huojia winery is never sold.

Every festival, all kinds of fine wines brewed by the Huo family winery will be delivered to the major families and families, as well as the partners of the Huo family, as well as the nobles who are in contact with the Huo family from various countries.

The third master, who took a sip of red wine, opened his eyes, and those peach blossom eyes with no temperature looked at Huo Yirong who came.

When the other party picked up the red wine and brought it to his mouth, the third master opened his lips lightly: "Rongrong—"

"puff!"

Huo Yirong just put the red wine in his mouth, but before he could taste the familiar taste, he directly sprayed it out.

The third master diddge neatly, picked up the tray on the table by the way, and blocked it in front of Huo Yirong.

The fine wine was sprayed on the tray without spilling over to the wine cabinet at the back.

Huo Yirong wrinkled her nose, her deep and narrow eyes fixed on Huo Yunjiao, who had a calm expression and a faint smile on the corners of his lips.

He disgusted and said: "Third brother, can you not disgust me?"

Rong Rong? What the hell is this called!

The third master shook the red wine glass in his hand, and said with a smile: "do not do to others what you do not want to do to yourself."

If it was normal, Huo Yirong would definitely surrender.

Today, he was rarely interested, and said in a teasing tone, "What if my younger brother and sister called you scorpion?"

The third master pursed his lips slightly, his face was dull, and his mind was blank for a moment.

That girl called his nickname?

The other party has always been the third brother who has something to do, and the third master who has nothing to do. It is impossible to think about it.

He shook his head at Huo Yirong who looked playful: "Ruan Ruan can't shout."

"Are you sure?" Huo Yirong showed a eager expression.

With his restless posture, the third master frowned: "not many mouths to tell her."

The smile on Huo Yirong's face deepened: "Then I call you scorpion, you answer me?"

The third master glanced at him, his expression indifferent and expressionless, like a person with no emotions.

His hand holding the wine glass seemed to use some strength.

It doesn't seem so insignificant on the surface.

Huo Yirong didn't care about the image and grinned, and shouted out: "Guy?"

The third master's eyes were calm, and he just looked at him so quietly without making a sound.

He placed the wine glass on the table in his hand, and tapped lightly on the glass with his long, white fingertips.

Again and again, the crisp sound sounded, very rhythmic.

This invisible coercion was of no use to Huo Yirong.

He smiled and said, "If you don't answer me, I will tell my younger brother and sister that your nickname is Jiaojiao."

The corners of the third master's lips twitched slightly, and his expression was condescending, as if you were going to try it out.

The brothers are aware of each other's dark history, and when they think of poking at the sore spot, they can't really say who will win in the end.

How could Huo Yirong not see the threat of the other party, he only needed a look to understand.

He pouted, and called out again, "Shoot?"

The third master looked away, took the wine glass to his mouth, and took a sip.

"Guy?" Huo Yirong still didn't give up and continued to shout.

He thought that he would not get a response from the third brother this time, but unexpectedly, the opposite side spoke out.

The third master pursed his sexy thin lips and sneered: "boring."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Huo Yirong laughed heartily, this was considered a response, and he got what he wanted.

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