In the kitchen, song Ning was busy. Huo Yao walked over and asked, "Mom, is that old man gone?"

Song Ning looked back at her daughter and didn't correct her address. She only said: "maybe I had a cold last night. Today I've been depressed all day. I just took medicine and went back to my room to have a rest."

When Huo Yao heard the speech, his eyebrows twisted.

What tricks is this old liar playing?

"I'll go up and have a look." Huo Yao said.

Song Ning waved, "go."

Soon, Huo Yao went upstairs. The door of the guest room didn't lock back. She turned the door handle, pushed the door and went in.

The curtain of the room was closed and there was no light coming in, so the whole room was dark and there was no air circulation. It was very stuffy.

Huo Yao pressed on the chandelier switch. Her eyes fell on the big bed. After a pause, she went over and saw the old man who was sleeping with his eyes closed. His face was not very good.

Really sick?

The old man didn't sleep heavily, but his mental state was not good. He opened his eyes slowly. Seeing Huo Yao staring at himself for a moment, he had no strength to say a sentence: "why, look at me sick, are you happy?"

Huo Yao glanced at him, "he has the strength to speak, it seems that he is not too sick."

When the old man heard this, he only felt dizzy, "he is really a man without love."

"Oh, you don't need to have love for a liar like you who touches porcelain at home." Huo Yao's voice was still clear and cold.

The old man simply covered his head with a quilt, "you go quickly, don't make my illness more serious, I'll really rely on your home later."

Huo Yao shook his head speechless, turned to the window account, pushed the closed window open, suddenly, the air flow in, diluted the dreariness of a room.

The old man pulled down his quilt again. Seeing that Huo Yao didn't leave, he felt more comfortable. But he still hummed: "why don't you go?"

Huo Yao went back to the bedside again. He was not too lazy to talk to him. He stretched out his hand and directly grasped his wrist outside the quilt.

"What are you doing?" The old man was startled by her sudden action, and subconsciously he would take out his hand. But when he looked at Huo you, he immediately had the idea that he did not dare to resist.

He didn't dare to speak any more, nor did he dare to move his hands.

The old man's heart is very depressed, he actually a little bit counsels the little girl.

Huo Yao took back his hand and said with a little playfulness: "I'm flustered and depressed. I'm weak. I'm a typical acclimate. Where did you come from, old man?"

The old man put his hand back into the quilt. He didn't know that, but "How do you know I'm flustered, my chest stuffy and my body weak?"

Huo Yao glanced at him, "I want to know, naturally I can know."

He pinched his hands and judged his physical condition. In this case, the old man suddenly widened his eyes and said, "do you still have pulse?"

"I know more, especially in fist. Would you like to have a try?" Huo Yao pinched his fist and said softly.

The old man said

Look, it's clearly threatening, isn't it?

Look so good-looking, how is it not cute at all!!

Huo Yao saw that the old man did not dare to speak. He gave a light voice and did not speak again. He turned and walked out.

Seeing that she had gone like this, the old man could not help but feel a little lost. He called to her back: "Hey, you heartless girl, do you care about me?"

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