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The Romance Of Mr. Huo

Chapter: 112

“You obviously don’t know how to drink, why do you still drink so much?”

Turning his head tenderly, he looked at him with blurred eyes: “Huo Huo tingshen, hiccup, hehe, you are Huo tingshen.”

“Yes, I’m Huo tingshen.”

She shook her head: “well, no, you can’t be friends with Huo tingshen, Huo tingshen Hiccup, it’s the plague.”

“Why am I a plague.”

“Huo tingshen, it’s related to the Bai family, and everything related to the Bai family, I will… stay away from it, it’s all plague.”

After she finished speaking, she knelt forward and hugged the tree in front of her.

“Mr. Shu, I’m begging you. From now on, you will be my family, okay?”

After she finished speaking, she held Huo tingshen’s collar with one hand: “Huo tingshen, I have relatives too.”

Seeing her giggling and saying this, he felt inexplicably sore in his heart.

He put his hands on her shoulders: “Go, I’ll take you back.”

“I won’t go, I want to be with my loved ones, I want to be with my loved ones forever.”

Huo Ting whispered in her ear: “I’ll send someone to take your relatives home, okay?”

“real?”

“I never lie.”

She held the crystal ball in one hand, and stood up on the ground with the other.

But in an instant, nausea surged, and she threw up on him without warning.

At that moment, he was stunned, for the first time in his life…

As if she was okay, she laughed and shook her body: “Huo tingshen, you are so dirty.”

Huo Ting gritted his teeth deeply. If she hadn’t been drunk, he would have destroyed her.

He took off his coat, threw it away, and forcibly helped her up: “Get in the car and go home.”

The crystal ball in her water fell, and she scrambled to retrieve it, and carried it back into her arms.

He frowned: “You like this crystal ball so much?”

She put her hand to her lips, hissed, and carefully looked left and right: “Let me tell you, this is a magic ball, I can use it to transform my mother back.”

After she finished speaking, hehe laughed.

He frowned slightly, and stuffed her back into the car.

The driver sat in the car, not daring to make a sound.

This Miss Wen, he is more and more convinced, so it will be fine.

If it were someone else, they would probably be skinned.

When I got back to Huo’s villa, the ‘perpetrator’ of warmth had already fallen asleep.

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