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

Qin Ruan's eyes were too flattering, and he pleased Third Master Huo very much.

His peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes paused on Qin Ruan's face.

After a long while, he said gently: "The woman kneeling outside the door is called Song Qing, and she is on top of Huo Zhi. Would you like her to follow you?"

He never thought that he would mention Song Qing.

Qin Ruan subconsciously turned to look at Huo Yirong.

This grandfather's face was calm and calm, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Qin Ruan said with a smile: "Yes, I think she looks pretty."

The kind of very aggressive beauty that both men and women can't help being attracted to.

Huo Qiang and Huo Zhi, who were standing not far away, breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words.

Song Qing also escaped the disaster.

The third master asked in a warm voice, "when do you leave?"

Qin Ruan glanced at the time and said, "I'll go back and change my clothes first."

"it is good."

The third master got up, picked up Huo Anqi who was closest to him, and threw the weapon in his hand to Huo Yirong, who was leaning on the sofa.

Qin Ruan also picked up Huo Yao, and also put the dangerous weapon in the little guy's hand back on the table.

Seeing that they were about to leave, Huo Yirong said solemnly, "Song Qing broke the rules yesterday. I'll tell her a few words, and I'll let her go to find her younger brother and sister."

"I'm waiting for her." Qin Ruan expressed understanding.

Huo Yirong's face sank suddenly as the husband and wife left with the child in their arms.

He ordered Huo Zhi, "Let Song Qing get in."

"Yes, Second Master!"

Huo Zhi quickly walked out the door.

She met the third master and Qin Ruan who were standing at the door.

Qin Ruan stood in front of Song Qing and looked down at the woman.

Song Qing's wet hair has frozen, and her wet training clothes have become cold and hard.

The water-soaked eyelashes had distinct roots and were wrapped in thin ice.

The slightly curled eyelashes shine brightly under the sunlight.

It was freezing cold, and Song Qing's body was covered in ice, making people feel chills just looking at them.

Qin Ruan held Huo Yao wrapped in a little penguin in his arms, afraid that the little guy would be cold, so he sent him to the arms of the third master.

She whispered, "I'll tell her a few words, the third master will carry the child to the car first?"

Third Master Huo snorted, and glanced at Song Qing with his cool eyes.

He didn't say anything, and walked away with the car that the two children were in.

Huo Zhi stepped forward and respectfully said to Qin Ruan, "Madam, the second master asked me to bring Sister Qing in."

"Um."

Qin Ruan responded and approached Song Qing.

"Song Qing, sending love, this name is destined to have many troubles in love."

Song Qing was shivering from the cold, her white lips trembling slightly.

She whispered, "Mrs. Three Young Masters."

His voice trembled, his teeth bumping up and down.

Qin Ruan's eyes showed pity: "Get up, come to me later."

After saying this, she left without looking back.

Huo Zhi bent over and helped Song Qing up from the ground.

Song Qing knelt for more than an hour, and her clothes were already frozen into models.

With the movement of her getting up, the frozen clothes made a crisp sound, and the skin of the body inside the clothes was pierced by the cold and hard clothes.

Huo Zhi helped her to walk into the house, and said in a low voice: "Sister Qing, the third master wants you to leave, today you will go out with the third young lady, and you will be softer in front of the second master later, don't disobey any orders. "

Song Qing's white lips pursed hard.

There was grief in her eyes, how could she refuse.

For the poor self-righteous self-esteem, disobeying the master's order was a big mistake she made.

She thought that even if she couldn't chase the light, she would be able to stand the closest to the light.

But I never thought that when guarding and looking up at that beam of light, paying a heart that doesn't belong to me doesn't count, and I have to sacrifice my body as a price.

Song Qing covered the loneliness and fragility in her eyes, and said in a low voice, "Got it."

She compromised.

If she is destined to pay the price of her body to stand closest to the light, she is willing.

Huo Zhi helped Song Qing into the living room and let go of her arm.

Song Qing walked in front of Huo Yirong with heavy and stiff steps.

She fell to her knees and made a dull noise.

"Second Master, I was wrong."

The voice is respectful, loyal, and obedient.

The sound of laughter sounded, Huo Yirong sat up straight, his eyes were full of anger, and the oppression all over his body was pressed down, and he approached the person in front of him.

He stared at the red ambiguous marks on Song Qing's neck, and the corners of his lips curled up cruelly.

A sneering voice sounded: "Song Qing, what about the stubbornness that you disobeyed the Lord's order last night?"

"My subordinates know they are wrong, and they will never dare again."

Song Qing's voice contained nothing but respect and obedience.

She's like an emotionless robot.

Huo Yirong's face sank suddenly, his eyes turned cold, and he reached out and raised Song Qing's chin.

A pale, bloodless beautiful face was revealed.

There was a dead silence in her eyes, and something quietly shattered.

Song Qing looked at the man in front of her meekly, and the respect, obedience and servility in her bones were released.

The moment she stepped into the Huo family, she was destined to no longer be the lady of the Song family.

She is the secret guard of the Huo family, a subordinate who takes the master first.

The loyalty engraved in her bones makes her a cold weapon without any emotion, and her body and mind must be handed over to her master.

Huo Yirong smiled when she saw the loyalty in her eyes, and the weak pleading.

His smile was satisfied and bright, but he couldn't hide the evil that emerged from the depths.

"If I knew this earlier, why did I lose face in front of the Fu family last night?"

Huo Erye shook off Song Qing's chin, and his movements were full of disgust.

Seeing this, Huo Qiang stepped forward.

He sent the white handkerchief in his hand to Huo Yirong.

The latter took the veil, as if touching something dirty, and wiped the fingertips that had touched Song Qing.

Huo Yirong's fingers are very beautiful, even with the gun calluses, it can be seen that these hands are well maintained.

He threw the handkerchief on the table in front of him, and lifted his feet in dark blue home shoes.

The long leg stretched out, and the ankle rested on Song Qing's shoulder.

Song Qing's hunched body was secretly pressed down by him.

This humiliating behavior completely dimmed Song Qing's eyes.

Her beautiful face was extremely pale, and her eyes were empty, like a dead person.

In the dark guard department for so many years, even as a dark guard, Song Qing has never been humiliated.

Today Huo Yirong is going to smash her pathetic self-esteem into the abyss and trample it into the dust.

Now that he knew the other party's deep meaning, how could Song Qing refuse.

She no longer insisted, slowly relaxed her body, and knelt down in front of Huo Yirong.

The leg over his shoulder sank down.

The house shoes on Huo Yirong's feet fell to her hand as she pressed Song Qing down.

"Put it on for daddy."

The command sound came from above.

It's obviously a cold tone, but it sounds arrogant in Song Qing's ears.

It's like going back to the year when I was sixteen, when I first met a reckless teenager full of extravagance.

Song Qing reached out for the home shoe with the dark blue upper.

Just when she was about to get the shoes in her hand, the cruel and ruthless voice sounded again.

"What's on your hands, it's dirty, don't use your hands."

Song Qing looked at the hand she stretched out, the back of the hand was stained with blood at some point.

Thinking of the episode that happened in the middle of the Fu family's banquet at the Royal Court Hotel last night, Song Qing's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

This is the trace left when she was struggling in the arms of a strange man last night.

The scars on the backs of her hands and the tingling on her neck were like marks of shame to her.

Song Qing slowly retracted her hands, her eyes showing panic.

If you can't use your hands, how should you put shoes on the man in front of you?

"What are you grinding, waiting for the Lord to slap you?" An unhappy and impatient voice urged.

Song Qing seemed to understand something, her eyes widened, and she raised her head abruptly regardless of her superiority.

Huo Yirong sat calmly on the sofa, sitting in a casual and casual manner.

There was wanton humiliation in his eyes, and his eyes staring at Song Qing were cruel and ruthless.

Seeing the astonishment and shock in Song Qing's eyes, as well as the humiliation of grief, Erye Huo's thin lips curled up cruelly.

He leaned over and put his hand on Song Qing's hair, which was frozen after kneeling at the door for an hour, and then melted in the warm room.

His palm touched the wetness of his hand, and his movements paused.

But for a moment, Huo Yirong pressed down on Song Qing's head.

Song Qing's body was tense, her hands were on the carpet, and she was full of resistance.

She clenched her teeth, and there was blood on the bottom of her empty eyes.

Huo Yirong grabbed Song Qing's hair and pulled hard, his voice was cold and sinister: "Song Qing, today you will either smash your poor self-esteem in your bones, or get out of the Huo family!

Don't think that if Mrs. San Shao wants you, you can escape, I can't tolerate any sand here.

If you want to stay in the Huo family, you should abandon your self-righteous dignity. It is ridiculous to keep that thing as a secret guard of the Huo family! "

Song Qing's bloodshot eyes contained tears of humiliation.

The second master gave her two ways.

Leave the Huo family, or really become a dog of the Huo family.

Babies, I want a monthly pass~~~