Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 1191

Song Yaoyao had that dream again. In the dream, she married Huo Yunque.

Her brother stood under the stage with a stinky face, watching his father walk across the long carpet holding her hand, and finally handed it to another man, his eyes were full of unhappiness.

Upon seeing this, the mother patted her brother's back to soothe her, her eyes on the stage were relieved.

She is still as beautiful as ever, even if she is over fifty, but because she is well maintained, her husband loves her and her children are filial. In the absence of pressure, she looks like a beautiful woman who is just 30 years old, with clear eyes and nothing like someone over half a hundred years old.

The young priest who presided over the wedding curled his lips and smiled, which immediately caused the girls in the audience to commit nympho.

The cross necklace worn on his neck radiates silver under the brilliant crystal chandelier.

He asked: "Are you willing?"

"I would--"

The drunken sunlight in the morning entered the room unscrupulously, kissing the white little face on the bed passionately.

After so many years, time seemed to stay on her, it was God's favor.

She was accustomed to curling up in the quilt, showing only a small half of her pink and white face, and her skin was as delicate as a newborn baby under the sun.

When Huo Yunque walked in with warm water, what he heard was the phrase ‘I’m willing to--’, he paused and smiled uncontrollably.

He knew that his little wife had that dream again.

Song Yaoya felt itchy on her forehead, and she woke up with a choking sound, and when she opened her eyes, she was hit by a man's beauty.

The eyebrows are deep and the facial features are sharp and compelling. With his unique temperament, it is like a good ink painting with a unique person in the world painted on it.

"Um...what are you doing..."

She grumbled, and habitually reached out her hand.

Huo Yunque leaned over and asked her to hook her neck, holding her soft waist with a big palm and picking her up.

In bright light, there is nowhere to hide the red marks on the little woman.

Like red plum blossoms in the snow, winding down from the round shoulders.

Huo Yunque kissed her on the forehead, "I like the wedding so much, how about we do it again?" he proposed.

Song Yaoyao was still in a daze, dozing with his head resting on his broad shoulders, her face flushed suddenly when she heard this sentence.

He buried his head and complained, "Isn't the reason why a wedding is sacred is that it can only happen once in a lifetime?"

What the **** is doing it again!

She tugged at Huo Yunque's ears, thinking that this man's brain circuits were getting more and more weird.

Huo Yunque didn't know what she was thinking, and chuckled lightly, "Aren't you always thinking about it?" He took the cup of warm water and didn't need Song Yaoyao to do it, and directly fed it to her mouth.

Song Yaoya took a sip, and then kicked him with his white tender feet, "You will laugh at me!"

"Yes?" Huo Yunque leaned over, resting her arms on the bed, trapping her under him.

Song Yaoyao was not the little girl who couldn't stand the teasing at the beginning, and when she was shy, she couldn't wait to curl up. She grinned, and took the initiative to hook the man's neck to send a fragrant kiss, "But after many times in the dream, my answer will always be the same."

I am willing to--

Huo Yunque's eyes were full of smiles. Just as he was about to kiss back, Song Yaoyao had already avoided mischievously.

Seeing Huo Yunque rushed into the air, his eyes were suddenly bent with a smile, revealing a few white teeth.

The appearance of the cunning little fox makes people love and hate.

"Fuck me, huh?"

The chin was pinched, and Huo Yunque slowly leaned over.

The sun was just right, and the deer in my heart throbbed.

Ah, this man will always have the ability to make her heart move, like a day for decades.

Song Yaoya closed her eyes, her eyelashes quivering.

Just when Huo Yunque's kiss was about to fall, the door was ‘boomed’ open, and two small fat piers, like small cannonballs, rushed in quickly.

Two chubby duns wore the same clothes, one pink and the other blue.

"Ma Ma! Ma Ma get up-Ah!"

Xiaopangdun suddenly braked, and Xiaopang covered his eyes with his hand, "Look at no evil! Listen without evil!" Then quietly opened his fingers and peeked through the gap.

"Boom—"

The other chubby pier who was one step behind didn't have time to brake and hit the former directly.

The two of them smashed onto the carpet like an arhat.

Suddenly, oops, screamed.

The charming atmosphere disappeared without a trace because of this funny scene. Huo Yunque's brows and heart beat, and he straightened up gnashing his teeth.

I wondered which gene was wrong to create these two stupid things.

Song Yaoyao was taken aback, and quickly jumped out of bed to hug them, "Oh, get up quickly, does the fall hurt?"

"Sit down."

Huo Yunque glanced at her, walked over and picked up the two small radishes, and said: "I'm fat again," he said coldly: "From tomorrow, stop sugar and snacks."

"what?"

The two radishes turned black in front of them, and they were tired of not loving them, "Dad, no!"

Song Yaoyao sat on the bed and sneered with her feet.

She was married the year she graduated, and it has been five years. She became pregnant in the second year after marriage and gave birth to these twin brothers.

Of course Song Yaoya was afraid of pain, but she was mentally prepared for her pregnancy. However, because of the lessons learned from the past, Song Yaoya made enough preparations for the TT, and he was not found.

One time win.

She thought of the first time someone was very angry when she learned that she was pregnant, and she couldn't help but shrink her neck.

However, the seeds have been planted and are growing in her stomach. Huo Yunque couldn't press her to go to the hospital to get rid of it. He could only start to do her homework with fear every day.

A good domineering president, abruptly because of his little wife, was forced to become a good husband of twenty-four filial piety with 18 martial arts proficient.

Rao is so, when Song Yaoyao gave birth to a child, he almost stepped into the ghost gate.

It hurts too much.

Then the next day, perhaps because she was worried that she would be messing up again, Huo Yunque went directly to have a minor operation, which will never cause future troubles.

In fact, these two are enough. Song Yaoyao dares to regenerate, and the pain of having a child is enough once in a lifetime.

But looking at the two little ones standing next to Huo Yunque obediently, Song Yaoya bends her eyes with satisfaction. She doesn't regret the pain of having a child at all. As long as she sees them, she feels that everything is worth it.

"Why are you always in a daze these days."

Seeing that she had lost her mind unconsciously, Huo Yunque shook his head, walked over to take the socks and knelt on one knee for her to put on.

Song Yaoya grinned, his eyes outlined Huo Yunque's eyebrows, "Because I was thinking, did I save the galaxy in my last life, otherwise, how could there be such a good and handsome husband!"

Huo Yunque had a pause, and looked at her amusedly, "Glib and tongue." The raised corners of his lips indicated that he was very useful.

After the two little ones were born, they were named after Huo, the big one was Huo Yian and the young one was Huo Yiran.

At this moment, the two little ones looked at this scene, and the little ghost sighed long.

"Is this what the godmother said, parents are true love, we are accidents?"

Huo Yiran nodded his head, followed by a sigh, "Oh!"

Song Yaoyao was speechless, "What are you godmothers talking to you all day long? Hurry up and have breakfast!"

Huo Yian curled his lips, "Brother look, right? Godmother is right!" He stretched out Chubby's hand, "Brother, let's go!"

In that way, Song Yaoyao couldn't laugh or cry, "What is this all about?"

"Ah, right!" When he walked to the door, the younger brother Huo Yiran bit his fingers and remembered, "Ma Ma, grandpa and grandma are coming to see you! Get up!"

"Huh? Mom and Dad are here?!"

Song Yaoya was so startled that he almost didn't jump up. He raised his eyebrows and gave Huo Yunque a complaining glance, "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"Don't worry."

Huo Yunque dressed her carefully, "People are downstairs and can't run away."

"How can it be the same?" Song Yaoyao said in disapproval.

After the clothes were put on, she ran out impatiently.

In the living room downstairs, even if he is over 50 years old, his handsome grandfather and his handsome mother Song father and mother Song are sitting on the carpet regardless of their image, playing with the two brothers with blocks.

She stood on the stairs and blinked, feeling that everything was too beautiful, so good that she did not dare to speak, for fear that everything was fake.

Until Song Mother noticed that she was coming over, she waved amusedly, "This kid, why are you in a daze? Come here!"

With a sound of falling, Song Yaoyao reacted.

Not a dream!

She ran past briskly with a sweet voice, "Come on!"

…

In fact, Song Yaoyao also asked later, but his parents kept silent about how they came. Just let her rest assured that they will never leave again in this life.

After a long time, Song Yaoya's mood for wanting to ask about this matter has faded.

She thought about it carefully, combined with that strange dream, and guessed that there should be a causal relationship.

Since something mysterious and mysterious really exists, it is naturally not impossible for parents and brothers to come over to accompany her.

Only later, Song Yaoya asked Song Lanchuan many times, and did not regret giving up everything there.

In that world, their Song family is also a celebrity of the aristocracy, but when they come to this world, everything must start again.

Regarding this, Song Lanchuan just suppressed her head and believed, "You have to believe in your brother's ability. No matter where you are, you can support you and your parents."

Soon, he proved it.

Now that so many years have passed, Song Lanchuan started from scratch and created a huge business empire, which is called a wolf-like existence by business people.

As long as you spot one thing, you will strike immediately.

The Song family has risen in the air, and the strong mother clan has also become the most solid backing for Song Yaoyao.

Days pass by so peaceful and warm day by day.

Even if the two children are reluctant, they will go to the childish class.

At the same time, his younger brother Huo Yiran has shown a keen interest in art since he was a child, and his personality is not as free as his brother Huo Yian, and he can settle down at a young age.

Father Song also had some accomplishments in painting, so he had been his teacher until Huo Yiran was eight years old. It was not until the age of eight that the two brothers finally faded from their immaturity and gradually revealed their high IQs, which were different from ordinary people. He also had nothing to teach them.

It's time to find a teacher, Song Yaoya thought.

One day, the door of the former headmaster of Yuhua Elementary School was knocked. He was a master of Chinese painting, and everyone knew that he had not accepted a student for a long time.

Everyone is not optimistic, thinking that this time they must be closed doors again.

Until, the person who brought the child took out a pen.

The next day, the master of Chinese painting announced to the public that he had recruited a new apprentice who was only eight years old.

(End of this chapter)