After calming himself down, he carried her out of the washroom.

He gently placed her on the bed and carefully covered her with the blanket before he got up and walked out of the bedroom.

As he opened the bedroom door, he saw a certain unconscious fellow casually sitting on the sofa.

The corner of Huo Yaoting's mouth twitched, and he leisurely walked over.

Qi Song shook his feet and placed both of his arms on the back of the sofa.

Peach Blossom narrowed her eyes and stared at Huo Yaoting proudly.

Every action of his was sending a message to Huo Yaoting: I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving, what can you do about it?

Huo Yaoting's eyes flashed slightly.

As he sat on the sofa, his thin lips slightly lifted, as he looked at Qi Song with an indifferent gaze, extremely gentle!

Qi Song was well aware that every time his Third Brother looked at him in such a ma

er, it was while he was scheming and scheming.

But at this moment, he chose to ignore them.

Huo Yaoting slowly took off his glasses and said faintly, "Go back and pack up."

Clean up?

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Qi Song was startled, and asked dumbly: "Wrap up what?"

"South Africa, shouldn't we pack up?!" Huo Yaoting raised his eyes. His double pupil was deep and cold, as serene as an ancient well, causing one to not dare to look directly at him.

Qi Song took a deep breath. What if he wanted to cry?

He must have been out of his body just now!

The person who was going against his Third Brother, was definitely not him, Qi Song!

Because you can't get your arms around your thighs.

With a bitter face, Qi Song said pitifully.

"Third Brother, I was wrong."

"Yes." Huo Yaoting nodded, "Go."

"??" Qi Song ran over and hugged his thigh, "Third Brother, let's discuss more."

Huo Yaoting did not speak, and looked at him with a cold smile.

Every single ray of light that shot out from his eyes was as though they were filled with ice, causing Qi Song to feel as if he was freezing from the inside out!

As expected, he had just violated the dignity of his Third Brother. Furthermore, he had done it in front of his Third Sister-in-law.

Looking at his Third Brother appearance, there definitely isn't any leeway left!

What was there to discuss!

Go back to South Africa and pack your bags!

Qi Song shrugged his shoulders.

He looked at Huo Yaoting lovingly and said sincerely, "Third Brother, you must remember my appearance. I'm afraid that after I return from South Africa, you will no longer recognize me!"

Hm, you want to play sympathy?

Huo Yaoting raised his eyebrows, and patted his head, "Don't worry, even if you turn into a lump of charcoal, Third Brother will still recognize you."

A piece of carbon?

Qi Song's tears were almost flowing out.

He felt that when he came back, he might really turn into a lump of carbon!

My heart is so tired, I feel like I won't be able to love anymore!

Watching as Qi Song left, Huo Yaoting finally lowered his eyebrows.

Qi Song was not sent to South Africa on a whim.

Qi Song was the youngest and least trained of the four brothers. Adding on to that, he had lived like a prince ever since he was young, he had a playful and playful personality.

Furthermore, the things they did were often in danger.

Four Great Families of B City: Huo Qiao Qi Gu.

Out of the four families, only Qi Song was left with a single child, and Qi Song was considered to be a popular third generation. At that time, Old Master Qi was in a high position, but because of the middle-aged man's death, he retired from the team.

As for Qi Song, this grandson, he became even more doted on, and wished that he could give his life to him.

If something happened to him, he wouldn't be able to explain himself to Old Master Qi even if the Qi family died.

Therefore, this time he was sent to South Africa just to hone his skills. If he could afford it, then he would stay by his side. If he couldn't, then he would return to the Qi family to live his life as a young master.

Narrowing his eyes, Huo Yaoting lowered his eyebrows, lit a cigarette and placed it between his lips, the smoke curling up, covering his extremely beautiful face with a layer of mysterious gauze, his entire body giving off a king's aura.

Wait until a cigarette burns out under his lips.

He took off his cigarette, bent down slightly, and pressed the tip of his finger into the ashtray.

Then, he picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number.

As soon as the answering bell rang, the other end answered.

"What is it?"

Her voice was low and gentle.

Huo Yaoting's voice carried a sinister and cold killing intent, "Investigate a person for me."

"Who?"

In his dreams, Ye Xi felt that his entire respiratory tract was blocked.

That feeling was indescribably strange!

She furrowed her brows, her long eyelashes fiercely trembling a few times before she opened her eyes.

His muddled thoughts immediately became clear when he woke up.

Ye Xi stared at the man whose lips were curling at an angle, staring deeply at her with a face full of redness.

"Good morning, do you like it?" Huo Yaoting lowered his head and muttered.

Ye Xi was panicking, but he insisted, "I don't like it!"

"Little liar!" Huo Yaoting laughed.

The cello like thick laughter entered Ye Xi's ears, making his heartstrings tremble.

Huo Yaoting raised his eyes and looked at her, "What do we do? I don't want to let you go! "

Ye Xi was being looked at so lovingly that her face and ears were flushed red, yet a sweet feeling surfaced from within her heart as she whispered, "I'm going to participate in the live broadcast of the television station tonight, will you watch it?"

When Huo Yaoting saw Xi Yi in her eyes, he smiled.