Chapter 1073: Autistic Huo Shao, Love to Stroke Hair (49)

Bumped into his hard-tied pectoral muscles, and knocked his nose into Su Qiao: "......"

Is she tired or not, doesn't she know it herself?

Huo Sihan hugged the person as he wished, and his handsome and fair face was so red that he was about to drip blood.

He hadn't been close to anyone in years, and he was still hugging each other like this.

When he really held her in his arms, he felt that she was even smaller than he imagined.

It's so small, and it's so soft.

It's like the little white dog he had when he was a kid.

Thinking of the little white dog, his body suddenly froze, and even a trace of horror crossed his eyes imperceptibly.

At this moment, what came to mind was a small mass that had been skinned alive and lay in a pool of blood with a low whimper and trembling.

Squatting next to the small thing, the man with bloody hands is staring at him with a fierce face, as if to tell him that it will be your turn next.

Huo Sihan was a little panicked in his heart, and instinctively hugged the person in his arms, but in the next moment, he suddenly reflexively put Su Qiao on the side seat.

"......" Su Qiao, who had already accepted this man's domineering, glared.

Something is wrong, right?

Just let him let him go, and this will suddenly throw her on the seat again.

"I'm sorry."

A hint of chagrin flashed in the man's eyes.

His movements were too rude, and she was still sick.

In fact, no one knew that Huo Sihan had a little habit.

That is to be very fond of small and delicate things, such as kittens, puppies, hamsters, etc.

But since he was kidnapped at the age of seven, he hasn't kept them again.

Looking at his apologetic eyes, Su Qiao's scolding rolled in his throat and swallowed it back.

“…… Never mind. ”

I had a wrong understanding of him before.

This man, in fact, is not really cold-hearted, but he just doesn't know how to express it.

Or maybe you don't want to have too much contact with people when you don't have to.

In a word, it's actually still a bit autistic.

Su Qiao looked at the road in front of him and patted the back of the driver's seat in front of him: "Please turn to the right, my things are still in the rental room, I have to clean up." ”

Yu Hao turned his head to look at the president.

Huo Sihan nodded: "Listen to her." ”

The house that Su Qiao rented was actually not far from the cemetery.

In just ten minutes, they had reached the old neighborhood where she was renting.

A small one bedroom apartment.

Walking through the dark and narrow corridor, Huo Sihan silently followed her.

After entering the living room, he looked at the little white dumpling that suddenly rushed towards him, and instinctively took a big step back, "You...... You have a dog ......"

"Are you afraid?"

Su Qiao bent down and picked up Xiaoxue and handed it to the man:

"Don't worry, it's so small, it won't bite."

"Xiaoxue is very cute, its fur is very soft and slippery, you can touch it."

Huo Sihan's muscles all over his body tightened, his whole body stiffened, and his face tightened.

"I ...... Can I not touch it? ”

Su Qiao's eyes widened in surprise: "Wouldn't it?" You're a big man, and you're afraid of a puppy? ”

"I ...... Unafraid. ”

Huo Siyu pursed his lips, squeezed his fist hard, and slowly put his big hand on the back of the little milk dog in front of him.

[Host, you know that since he was kidnapped when he was a child, he was afraid of puppies, and he never raised kittens and puppies again, and you still tease him like this, won't your conscience hurt? 】

444 is really unbearable.

[What do you know, I call this fighting poison with poison. 】

How could Su Qiao not know this?

"Touch it twice, and see, is it soft and slippery, and it feels very comfortable to touch?"