If it is said that Huo Yunque used to be like a high god, always elusive to her. So now, God came down to earth.
Willingly, he lowered his noble head.
Song Yaoyao was obviously going to die of joy in her heart, and the little deer was bumping around.
But he still has to turn over old accounts, and he is obviously proud of being favored!
"Well… "
Huo Yunque narrowed his eyes, and suddenly lowered his head, his slightly cool hair brushed across her cheeks, stained with wet stains.
"Ice~~"
Song Yaoyao shivered, and quickly shrank into the quilt, not only cold, but also itchy.
She rolled her eyes with a smile, and stretched out her tender little hands to wrap around the man's neck.
Hearing him whisper: "Well, I don't deny it," Huo Yunque's nose was pressed against hers, his voice was still so gentle and calm, "Then, dear student Song Yaoyao, since Mr. Huo has never been in a relationship, , May I ask if I made a mistake this time, can I apply for leniency?"
"Pffff—"
Song Yaoyao was teased and giggled in Huo Yunque's arms. She opened her eyes wide and met Huo Yunque's eyes curiously, as if she didn't know him anymore.
Sticky asked: "Brother, why have you changed!"
He was never like this before!
"Probably because..." Huo Yunque smiled, "I used to be just Mr. Huo, but now I'm yours—"
He suddenly lowered his voice and whispered something in her ear.
Song Yaoyao's smile deepened, she retracted into Huo Yunque's arms, her face was blushing, but she still tilted her little head paranoidly, "Brother, kiss~"
So, the kiss fell.
Sven, calm.
Never let her feel the slightest discomfort.
After a kiss, Song Yaoyao was panting, she nestled in Huo Yunque's arms and squinted her eyes.
Some sleepy.
Huo Yunque leaned against the head of the bed, and the little girl was nestled in his arms. The slender fingers played around with a strand of her black hair, winding it round and round, and then watched the soft hair swirl and bloom.
Suddenly asked: "Aren't you sad?"
"Um?"
Song Yaoyao was agitated and became much more awake.
She shook her head, "How does brother know that I am unhappy? Actually, I am not sad~ Brother, are you a roundworm in my stomach?"
Song Yaoyao hooked his fingers to play with, and asked with a smile.
Listening to her tone, it seems that she has let go.
Huo Yunque was noncommittal, raising his eyebrows, "Don't you know that Huo Jiu is a spy I planted by your side."
Huo Jiu, who was about to rest, suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose and turned up the heat.
"Brother, is it really okay for you to be so frank?!"
Of course Song Yaoyao knew that Huo Yunque was the only real master of Huo Jiu. He protected her and obeyed her orders only because of Huo Yunque, that's all.
In Huo Jiu's eyes, she is just the girl that her husband likes at present.
That's all.
"Well, sometimes I don't confess." Huo Yunque smiled lowly, with a lazy expression.
Song Yaoyao bulged her cheeks. Why did she feel that her brother is like a fox who has grown into a spirit, and it was just an illusion that she saw through his thoughts for a moment
"Then I won't confess!" She hummed coquettishly.
"okay."
Huo Yunque nodded, with deep love in his eyes.
Anyway, it doesn't matter if she says it or not, the little girl is really easy to guess.
Song Yaoyao probably knew this too, and she threw herself into Huo Yunque's arms again without holding on for a while. Holding his waist, he mumbled: "Song Wenchuan is going to wake up, I don't know..."
She talked a lot, and she didn't know if she should call Brother Song Wenchuan, or if she should contact him again.