Chapter 47. Not a word

If there was an old man on the other side, Huo Yunqi would definitely go back: I am your father's brother......

It's a pity that on the other side is Ilolo, a delicate little girl. This mouthful of old blood Huo Yunqi had to swallow it with his front teeth.

Although he chose to be silent, Huo Dashao's expression that suddenly dropped to 0 degrees Celsius betrayed his heart.

Li Shang felt the coolness emanating from the side, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at Huo Yunqi, and the thought of ridiculing him died down instantly.

Huo Yun's stinky face was obviously written, whoever provokes will die.

That day, I took the mobile phone and Ilolo, although the little girl didn't look at the phone and put it directly in the bag, but it was really drowned in the vast number of friends, and there was no trace in front of the little girl.

Even, by the pig has not been modified.

"Huo Yunqi." Young Master Huo replied unhappily.

Seeing the name, Yi Luoluo felt that he should have gone out for two consecutive days without looking at the yellow calendar, and said to himself: Why is he everywhere? Where did this shit luck come from...... Irolo was also speechless.

Iloro suppressed his displeasure and replied patiently, "Yes." “

Yi Luoluo originally thought that Huo Da Shao would program an official blessing, but it was obvious that Yi Luoluo underestimated Huo Yunqi's brain circuit and deeply disagreed with this feeling.

"You can't be with him......" Huo Yunqi replied in seconds.

Irolo frowned, but still patiently asked, "Why do you say that?" ”

Although the aura is not compatible, Huo Yunqi is also a hermit after all, and his knowledge is much higher than that of humans, and Yi Luoluo still wants to know the reason.

"There's no why, you're not suitable. You don't know him, it's better for you to be far away. Huo Yunqi replied.

Yi Luoluo was shocked, Huo Yunqi's freedom of speech was too high, and he didn't know how to talk to other people's feelings.

Good marksmanship, it's really a sentence and a scare, and never misses.

"He's a bad guy?"

"It's not."

"Then why?"

"I can't tell you at this time."

Of course, I can't tell him, Xu Qingyuan may not be a bad person, but the people around him may not be. The time is not yet ripe for the identity to be revealed. But this tone is either prophetic or neurotic. Obviously, Huo Yunqi's current aura is closer to the latter.

"Cut...... Unreasonable ......" Yi Luoluo rolled his eyes and buckled his phone on the table, not wanting to pay attention to Huo Yunqi anymore.

As if struggling and accusing, the mobile phone that was pressed by Irollo on the table buzzed a few more times.

As soon as the flowers bloomed, someone persuaded you to pinch them off and throw them away, and this thing was just a little worse than not sharing the sky. At this time, Yi Luoluo was no longer in the mood to continue to discuss the topic of strangling flowers with Huo Yunqi.

Ignoring his still strong voice, Iolo stared at the podium as if he was about to make a hole.

Jiang Ning, who was on the side, felt that the air pressure was wrong, poked Yi Luoluo with his arm, leaned into her ear and whispered, "The English teacher has looked at you three times......

Yi Luoluo just stared at the podium, his angry air defense eyes, and everywhere his eyes swept away, he was angry, and Huo Yunqi was the central point.

Ilolo, who was immersed in his emotions, didn't pay attention to the English teacher at all, and asked blankly, "What's wrong?" ”

"Your eyes clearly say that there are four big characters of Dai Tian, I guess she is afraid that you will not be able to control and kill her." Jiang Ning rubbed his goosebumps with concern: "What's wrong?" Look at how upset you look. ”

"It's nothing, I met a mad dog on the road just now." Yi Luoluo is also very helpless, this early in the morning, who knows whether his old man smokes the wind of the Qing Dynasty or the wind of the Tang Dynasty.

After class, Yi Luoluo clicked on his phone.

The number on the corner mark on the black square avatar is 11......

Yi Luoluo glanced at it roughly, and roughly meant to stay away from Xu Qingyuan, if the people next to him said this, Yi Luoluo would still think about it for half a minute, but it happened to be Huo Yunqi, who was not quite compatible with the five elements gossip and attribute constellations and himself.

"Don't contact me except when the car is repaired, 88," Iolo typed over with a cold face.

Huo Yunqi, who was still sitting in the seat, suddenly laughed angrily, and pouted at the mobile phone screen, as if he was facing Yi Luoluo: I don't know the hearts of good people, I won't save you if you beg me.

Huo Yunqi suddenly got up, took the textbook and walked out.

Li Shang, a buddy who was in class together, hurriedly shouted at Huo Yunqi's back: "Huh, huh...... Physical education class in the afternoon, don't forget......

Since he was mixed up with Huo Yunqi, Li Shang felt more and more like an old mother beside the young master, chattering in pieces.

Huo Yunqi turned around and said: "The old rule, go back and send you a figure."

Gentlemen will never be bought by interests.,Unless it's a figure.,If not.,It's two figures.。 Li Shang is not short of money, and he will stuff money to Huo Yunqi every time. The main reason is that many out-of-print figures are not available if you have money, and Huo Yunqi really knows his heart too well.

At noon, Huo Yunqi drove home, just in time to catch up with Mama Li, who came to clean regularly every week, Mama Li is in her fifties, a kind aunt, her hands and feet are very diligent, and she never says much.

I've been doing things here for a year, and I come here once a week to clean up the house and do the laundry.

At this time, Mama Li was standing in the living room guiltily, holding something in her hand and very frightened. Seeing Huo Yunqi coming in, he looked at Huo Yunqi as if he was about to cry.

"Young master, I'm sorry." It's okay not to speak, but as soon as she spoke, Mama Li couldn't help pouting.

Huo Yunqi didn't know what was going on, he was worried that Mama Li was accidentally injured, so he hurriedly walked a few steps: "What's wrong with Mama Li?" You're not hurt, are you? ”

"Young master, no, I washed your things by mistake." Mother Li held her mouth and stretched out her hands in front of Huo Yunqi.

A purple substance lay listlessly on Li's mother's hand, making it difficult to guess its true face.

Huo Yunqi pinched the hairball in Li's mother's hand: "Hey, I'm still worried that you're injured, this hairball is worthless." You don't have to worry.

Li's mother still looked guilty: "It's that I'm not professional, I didn't clean my pockets before putting the washing machine." How much is this, you deduct it from my salary. ”

Although she has no money, Li's mother is a responsible person.

Huo Yunqi casually threw it on the coffee table, and said very indifferently: "This little thing of four or five yuan should be a reminder for you." Don't worry. ”

Huo Yunqi chatted with Li's mother a few more words, and then sent Li's mother out.

Back in the house, Huo Yunqi rushed to the coffee table and picked up the purple "hairball", frowned and rubbed it with his hands.

The hairball seemed to have lost its life, and it was still wilting.

Huo Yunqi pinched the hairball and found a hair dryer, and blew it seriously. The hair dryer was very windy, and the hairballs were blown a little floating, so Huo Yunqi put the pillow on his lap, held down the hairballs, and carefully combed and dried them.

After some hard work, the furball finally regained its former vitality.

Huo Dashao sat cross-legged on the bed, carrying the hairball and looking at it intently: a little thing without conscience.

Huo Yunqi shook the hairball with his other hand, pulled out the drawer of the bedside table, and left the "little thing" on the side of the butterfly knife.