Chapter 1073： Autistic Huo Shao, Love Lumao (49)

Chapter 1073 Autistic Huo Shao, Love Lumao (49)

Su Qiao, who hit his hard-tied chest muscles and hurt his nose: "..."

Is she tired, doesn’t she know?

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

He hasn't been close to anyone for many years, and he still hugs each other like this.

He really held her in his arms, and he felt that she was smaller than he thought.

So small and soft.

Like the little white dog he raised when he was a child.

Thinking of that little white dog, his body suddenly stopped, and a trace of panic was even imperceptibly passing through his eyes.

At this moment, what came to mind was a small thing that had been skinned alive, lying in a pool of blood, whimpering and trembling.

Crouching on the side of the little thing, the man with **** hands was staring at him with a grim look, as if telling him that the next one is your turn.

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

"..." Su Qiao, who had already accepted the man's domineering, stared.

Is there something wrong with   ?

asked him to put him down just now, which would suddenly throw her on the seat.

"I am sorry."

A trace of annoyance flashed in the man's eyes.

His actions just now were too rude, and she was still ill.

In fact, no one knows, Huo Sihan has a small hobby.

That is to like small and exquisite things, such as kittens, puppies, hamsters and so on.

But since he was kidnapped at the age of seven, he has never raised these things again.

Looking at his apologetic eyes, Su Qiao swallowed a curse in his throat and swallowed it back.

"...Forget it."

I had a wrong understanding of him before.

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

Or when it’s not necessary, I don’t want to have too much contact with people.

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

Su Qiao looked at the road ahead and patted the back of the driver’s seat in front of him: "Thank you to turn to the right. My things are still in the rental room. I have to clean up."

Yu Hao turned to look at the president.

Huo Sihan nodded: "Listen to her."

Su Qiao’s rented house is actually not far from the cemetery.

In just ten minutes, they had arrived at the old community where she was renting.

A small apartment with one bedroom and one living room.

Through the dark and narrow corridor, Huo Sihan silently followed behind 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 raise a dog..."

"Are you afraid?"

Su Qiao bent over to pick up Xiaoxue, and handed it to the man:

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

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

Huo Sihan's muscles tightened, his whole body stiffened, and his face tightened even more.

"I... can I not touch it?"

Su Qiao widened her eyes in amazement: "No? You are a big man, and you are afraid of a puppy?"

"I'm not afraid."

Huo Siyu pressed his lips tightly, squeezed his fist, 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 has been afraid of puppies and he will never raise kittens and puppies anymore. If you still tease him like this, wouldn't his conscience hurt? 】

444 really can't pass it.

【What do you know, this is what I call fighting poison with poison. 】

How could Su Qiao not know this?

"Tap twice and see, is it soft and slippery, and comfortable to touch?"

(End of this chapter)