Chapter 281: The Charm of Huo Minglou One more

After eating, while going to the pool to wash, Song Hongguo asked Han Ying, "Is there anything going on at home recently?" ”

Han Ying was stunned when asked, and said blankly, "No, what's wrong?" ”

Song Hongguo said, "Yang Rongyue hasn't come to work for two days in a row, I asked the nurse, she rarely asked for leave before, so I wondered if something would stumble her." ”

Han Ying reacted at this time and pouted, "She went back to Yangjiazhuang, it seems that something happened to her mother's family, and let her come forward to solve it, saying that she should do it, and in the end, it is not to consume my father's favor and face......"

Song Hongguo raised her eyebrows, "Are you really back to your parents' house?" ”

Han Ying heard something else and asked curiously, "Isn't it?" Do you know something? ”

Song Hongguo felt that she should be reminded of a little, so that she could have a number in her heart, so that she would not know how to deal with the scandal when the scandal came out, so she said euphemistically, "I just heard that Yang Rongyue and her former brother-in-law are a little unclear, didn't someone send her something before, she was talking about Meng Jiao's uncle at the time, Meng Jiao's three uncles, someone happened to be related to Dahuaishu Village, and inadvertently inquired, it turned out that after Meng Jiao's father was gone, the Meng family wanted Meng Sanshou to live with Yang Rongyue again, Yang Rongyue also agreed, but later met your father......"

Han Ying's face sank when she heard this, and she took over the words sneeringly, "My dad must be more capable than Meng Sanshou, he can take her into the city to eat and supply food, how can she be willing to follow a little uncle with mud legs?" ”

After speaking, he sneered again, "I just don't know that my dad knows about this?" Being regarded as a wronged leader, and thinking that it is true love, is really disgusting. ”

Song Hongguo said with a complicated face, "Your father should have heard a little bit about it, but Yang Rongyue's black mouth can also be said to be white, and there is no evidence for this kind of thing, so there is a high probability that it can only be stopped." ”

Han Ying tightened her brows, "I really haven't seen anything wrong with my dad lately......" After a pause, she suddenly said, "So, Yang Rongyue and Meng Sanshou may have not been broken over the years, every time she goes back to her parents' house, the purpose may not be pure, then my dad is green enough on the top of his head......"

Song Hongguo saw that she looked like she was going to make trouble, and reminded, "Do you remember the woman you met at the door of the cafeteria that day?" The one that looks a bit like Yang Rongyue, she is Meng Sanshou's adopted daughter, and she came to Yang Rongyue to ask her to help arrange work, I guess Yang Rongyue has asked for leave in the past two days, and it is estimated that she is going to do this. ”

Han Ying laughed angrily, "Yang Rongyue is crazy, right?" She has two children with my father, and she can't let go of her ex-husband's family, and she even has to worry about the work of an adopted daughter, she is so worried about the Meng family, just marry Meng Sanshou directly, and bother to calculate what my dad is doing! ”

After speaking, he hated again, "No, it's not a calculation, they are one willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer, I really can't wait to see what my dad would be like if he knew that he was cuckolded." ”

"Don't be impulsive, you must pay attention to the evidence in everything, otherwise you will be the one who suffers."

"Don't worry, I understand......"

After Han Ying separated from her, she turned to her uncle for help.

Song Hongguo and Huo Minglou slowly walked back to the family building of the hospital, and met someone who lived on the same floor, if the other party was curious about gossip, she didn't hide it, and generously introduced Huo Minglou as her object.

Generally, people who ask about this kind of thing are women of a little age, and they don't have any bad intentions, but they are gossipy and too enthusiastic, so that they lose their sense of proportion.

Song Hongguo was a little worried at the beginning that Huo Minglou would not adapt to such an occasion, even people who were not afraid of society were a little frightened, not to mention his cold and alienated temperament that he didn't like to talk to people more, but if he had a cold face and stiffened, it was not appropriate, and how to help him deal with it, who knows, people don't need her at all.

Huo Minglou greeted politely and appropriately, patiently responding to the various questions of those people, the expression on his face was very peaceful, without a little boredom.

Let those who come around to gossip not only enjoy it, but also praise him, only praise her for her good fortune, and have such an excellent and caring object.

Song Hongguo could only smile and remain silent.

When she entered the room, she breathed a sigh of relief, and when she turned her head, she saw Huo Minglou standing at the door, with a dilemma on his face, as if he had encountered some difficult problem to solve.

"What's wrong?"

Huo Minglou wanted to speak and stopped.

Song Hongguo was rare to see him like this, and was curious, "What's wrong?" ”

What's so hard to talk about?

Huo Minglou's eyes flickered, "That, close the door or ...... Not closing? ”

Song Hongguo was stunned, is it difficult to choose whether to close the door or not? Seeing that his face was a little unnaturally flushed by her staring, he suddenly reacted, if men and women stay alone in a room these days, in order not to let people gossip, they often leave the door open, even if they are engaging in objects, they have to pay attention to proportion, and avoid being maliciously attacked.

I figured it out, and then recalled his performance just now, I couldn't help laughing, I dare to love him for struggling with this, I want to close the door and I'm afraid of affecting her reputation, but if I don't close the door, there will be a lot less fun and ambiguity when I measure the size.

Huo Minglou was in her laughter, even the roots of his ears warmed up, and he squeezed out a sentence half-loudly, "If you don't close the door, I will listen to your ......"

Song Hongguo couldn't help but laugh and said slowly, "Then don't close the ...... yet."

The visible loss flashed on his face, but he didn't hesitate, and casually opened the door that had not been closed more obviously.

Seeing this, Song Hongguo pretended to be surprised, and then asked seriously, "I haven't finished speaking, why did you open the door wider?" Don't you think it's noisy outside? ”

Huo Ming Building, "......"

He was rarely stunned, and looked at her in a daze.

Song Hongguo's bad taste at the moment was satisfied, and he stopped teasing him, and said with a smile, "I want to say, don't close it first, wait until the window is opened, and then close it for ventilation, this house is not often inhabited, and the air circulation is not good and it is easy to get sick." ”

Huo Minglou came to his senses, and also understood that she was deliberate just now, and couldn't help but take two steps forward, only a palm away from her, bowed her head slightly, and her eyes flashed with feelings she had never seen before, "Are you teasing me?" ”

Song Hongguo shuddered uncontrollably, not frightened, but numbed by his voice, that kind of over-electric numbness, which made her wonder if Huo Minglou was also deliberately teasing her, and the word flirtation, is it used like this?

She still thinks he's tempting her, who is she going to reason with?

"I, I don't have ......"

"Really?" Huo Minglou's voice was lower and softer, and his eyes seemed to be full of old wine, and he was going to get drunk just by looking at it.

Song Hongguo shouted for help in his heart, this is a male god, this is clearly a male goblin, too seductive, usually looking cold and desireless, who would have thought that once the charm is released, it will be so irresistible.