Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

  Chapter 408 Huo Yirong’s Threat: I want to hear my younger brother and sister shouting

  Lin Hao lost control of his balance and knelt on one knee. Before he could stabilize his figure, he was kicked down again.

  Huo Yirong’s feet in leather shoes stepped on Lin Hao’s head, crushing half of his face.

  His voice was cold and bloodthirsty: "I don’t know what to live or die, don’t see where this is, dare to do it to me, you are impatient?"

  On the Huo family's site, he dared to do evil, obviously because he was dying too slowly.

  Lin Hao gritted his teeth and said nothing, like a dumb man.

  Huo Yirong pressed his feet, and the corners of Lin Hao's mouth shed bright red blood, his expression stubbornly incomprehensible.

   Seeing that the other party did not make a sound, Huo Yirong retracted his foot, his tone couldn't tell whether he was complimenting or mocking: "It's a hard bone."

  Huo Qiang immediately stepped forward and suppressed Lin Hao to prevent him from attacking the master.

  Huo Yirong flicked the non-existent dust on the sleeves of the elastic shirt. Wearing a neat suit, he did not see the violent appearance before.

  He raised his eyes, looked at Huo Yunjiao who was leaning against the door, and asked sarcastically: "Third brother, what does the Su family want to do?"

"do not know."

  San Ye's voice is clear and gentle, like the breeze tonight, it is comfortable and lazy.

  Huo Yirong frowned: "The Su family is not going to jump the wall in a hurry, right?"

  Recently, some small movements of the Nangong and the Su family were repeatedly blocked by them after they learned about it. The Su family was completely angry and wanted to hit the stone with an egg to no avail.

  San Ye glanced at Lin Hao, his eyes were cold: "No, they don't have the guts yet."

  Huo Yirong walked towards him, and said in a casual tone: "That's throwing stones to ask for directions?"

  The third master did not say anything this time, and acquiesced in what he said.

  Huo Qiang carried Lin Hao, who was no longer struggling, and asked, "Second Master, Third Master, does this person have to deal with it?"

  San Ye's thin lips gently pressed, and a sharp light flashed deep in the bottom of his eyes.

  Lin Hao's appearance was too abrupt, but a poor creature abandoned by the Su family, an innocuous existence.

  It's about the Su family, and he can't figure out the calculations of the Su family.

  Huo Yirong’s lips evoked a cruel sneer: “In recent years, the garden at home has not been fertilized.

  Huo Qiang nodded slightly, looking at the man standing beside Erye.

  San Ye waved to him: "The old rules handle it."

"Yes-"

  Huo Qiang dragged Lin Hao away, followed behind them, and two Huo family secret guards.

  The figure of a group of people gradually disappeared into the dark light.

  Huo Yirong, Huo Sanye turned around and entered the room.

  Lin Hao is just an insignificant person to them, and will not cause too much ripple in their hearts.

  "The younger brothers and sisters haven't come back yet?" Huo Yirong walked into the living room. He didn't see Huo Zhi and Huo Chuan, guessing Qin Ruan hadn't come back yet.

   "I called back before and said that I was on the way back."

  San Ye walked to the wine cabinet not far away and took out an unmarked bottle of red wine from the glass cabinet.

  He raised the wine in his hand to Huo Yirong: "Second brother, would you like a drink?"

  Huo Yirong raised her eyebrows, with a playful look on her face, and said with a smile: "Jia Jia, you are becoming more and more unscrupulous now, but I haven't seen you drinking in many years."

  Fucked his eyebrows lightly, his eyes lit up with unpleasant light: "Don't call me that."

  The old man called him Jiao, he can tolerate a bit, as long as the old man is happy.

  Other people call him, which always makes him feel resisted.

  艽艽, this name sounds like a woman’s nickname.

  Huo Yirong shook his head and said in frustration: "When I was a kid, I called you Jiao, you can still answer with a straight face, now I don’t ask you to respond, you are not even allowed to shout."

  Huo Sanye stood in front of a bar that was bigger than a bar and poured two glasses of red wine.

  He picked up one of the cups and took a sip.

  This wine is brewed by Huojia Winery and is not sold.

  Or to be more precise, the wine produced by Huojia Winery is never sold.

  A variety of fine wines brewed by the Huojia Winery during the holidays will be sent to the major families and families, as well as Huo’s partners, as well as the nobles of various countries and the Huo’s family.

The third master, who took a sip of the red wine, raised his eyes, and the temperatureless peach blossom eyes looked towards Huo Yirong.

  When the other party picked up the red wine and brought it to the mouth, the third master's lips and teeth lightly opened: "Rongrong—"

   "Puff!"

  The red wine Huo Yirong had just put into his mouth, but he hadn't tasted the familiar taste yet, sprayed it out.

  The third master leaned away neatly, picked up the tray on the table by the way, and stood in front of Huo Yirong.

  The good red wine was sprayed on the tray without spilling into the wine cabinet behind.

  Huo Yirong wrinkled his nose, and his deep and narrow eyes stared at Huo Yunjian, who looked calm and smiled at the corners of his lips.

   He disgusted and said: "Third brother, can you not disgust me?"

  Rong Rong? What the **** is this called!

  San Ye shook the red wine glass in his hand, with a smile in his voice: "Do not do to others what you don't want."

  If it was normal, Huo Yirong would definitely surrender.

  This time, he was rarely interested, and teased in his tone: "What if my younger brother and sister call you?"

  San Ye gently tightened his lips, his face was dull, and his mind was momentarily blank.

  That girl called his nickname?

  The other party has always been the third brother in trouble, and the third master in trouble. It is impossible to think about it.

  He shook his head at Huo Yirong, who looked jokingly: "Ruan Ruan will not shout."

  "Are you sure?" Huo Yirong showed an eager expression.

  His restless posture made the third master frown: "Not many mouths to tell her."

  Huo Yirong’s smile deepened: "Then I call you Jiao, you answer me?"

  San Ye glanced at him, his expression indifferent and expressionless, like a person without emotions.

  His hand holding the wine glass seemed to use some force.

   doesn’t seem so indifferent to the surface.

  Huo Yirong grinned indifferently, and shouted: "Jian Jia?"

  San Ye's eyes were calm, so he looked at him quietly without making a sound.

  The wine glass in his hand was placed on the table, and his slender fingertips lightly tapped on the cup.

   again and again, there was a crisp sound with a sense of rhythm.

  This invisible coercion is totally useless for Huo Yirong.

  He smiled and said: "If you don't want me, I will tell my younger siblings that your nickname is Jia Jia."

  The corners of Sanye’s lips provoked a faint arc, and his expression was condescending, so you might try it out.

  The brothers knew each other’s dark history, and thought of poking the painful spot, and finally they really couldn’t tell who would win.

  How could Huo Yirong couldn't see the threat of the opponent, he only needed a look, and he understood.

   He curled his mouth and shouted again: "Jian Jia?"

  San Ye retracted his gaze, took the wine glass at hand to his mouth, and took a sip.

  "Feng Jia?" Huo Yirong still didn't give up, and continued to shout.

  He thought he wouldn't get a response from the third brother this time, but he didn't expect it to happen to the other side.

  San Ye's **** thin lips pursed, and he chuckled: "boring."

"Ha ha ha ha…"

  Huo Yirong laughed, this is a response, and he got what he wanted.

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