Chapter 542 Young Marshal Huo's Little Mute 33
The little mute girl looked at him with a smile in her almond-shaped eyes, her face full of innocence.
His eyes revealed a hint of stubbornness.
Huo Ze changed his mind: "If you like, then you can squeeze it."
"Don't make it too heavy."
Having too much presence can be distracting.
Song Jinhuan smiled and, under his gaze, rested her face on his shoulder.
Favorability: 50.
Okay...good girl.
Huo Ze couldn't find a suitable word to describe the feeling the girl gave him at that moment, but if it were in the future, he would definitely know that it was being completely charmed.
Song Jinhuan: "Sanjin, he's two-faced!"
Sanjin: "Men are all like that."
"After all, he is a young marshal who commands 100,000 elite troops, so he naturally needs to be more authoritative."
Song Jinhuan: "A complete brute."
Sanjin gave a thumbs up, "The host can give people nicknames now, that's great!"
Song Jinhuan: "Who told him to always call me 'little mute'!"
Sanjin: "That's right! Host did the right thing!"
"Let's call him a big brute in our hearts!"
Song Jinhuan yawned widely, "Fine! If he calls me 'little mute' once, I'll call him 'roughneck' in my heart once!"
Sanjin gave another thumbs up, "Amazing, my host!"
Song Jinhuan's eyelids began to droop.
The fingers pinching her earlobe unconsciously increased their pressure.
Huo Ze glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and saw that she had closed her eyes. He moved his lips, but ultimately said nothing.
Not far from him, a black car slowly approached.
The driver sighed, looking at the young marshal carrying someone ahead, and touched the pipe beside him.
I really want to have a smoke, but I have to drive.
He didn't understand the young marshal's actions. The car was right there; why go to all this trouble and become someone else's mount?
We don't know how long it will take.
There are hardly any people on this road, and the road is not very good.
The car was also difficult to drive; it was very bumpy.
My buttocks went numb from the vibration.
Sigh, it's getting late.
...
Song Jinhuan took a nap and when she woke up, she found herself still on Huo Ze's back, so she couldn't help but poke his face.
Haven't we arrived yet?
Huo Ze was already covered in sweat, having unknowingly walked several kilometers and was almost at the Marshal's Mansion.
So they simply let the driver go back first.
He turned his head and noticed the other person's confusion, then replied, "We're almost there."
Song Jinhuan wiggled her toes, patted his shoulder, and pointed to the ground.
She has rested enough and can get out of bed.
Wow, she's already mastered some body language.
Huo Ze had carried it all the way, and now that they were almost there, how could he possibly put it down?
One should not give up halfway through life.
"Don't worry, I'm not tired!"
Song Jinhuan: "..."
That's not what she meant.
After Huo Ze finished speaking, he lifted her up, and Song Jinhuan quickly hugged his neck.
Huo Ze smirked and held up a bag of snacks to distract her. "There's some left, eat up."
oh.
Song Jinhuan reached out and took the five-flowered beans, then began to crunch them on his shoulder.
Huo Ze: My fiancée's eating sounds are also very pleasant.
Favorability: 52.
The butler was waiting in the hall early in the morning and was surprised to see Huo Ze carrying someone back.
He watched as Huo Ze carried the person upstairs and couldn't help but sigh, realizing that going out more often was indeed beneficial for cultivating feelings.
The next morning, the cries of newspaper vendors echoed through the streets.
"Breaking news! Breaking news! Young Marshal Huo was spotted behaving intimately with a mysterious woman while visiting the City God Temple!"
"Breaking news! Breaking news! Young Marshal Huo is unhappy with his fiancée because he already has someone he loves!"
"Breaking news! Breaking news! Young Marshal Huo is keeping a mistress! Young Marshal Huo is keeping a mistress!"
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