"snort!"
Song Yaoyao covered her mouth, "The reward has already been given, is there any reason to take it back? No way, no way!"
This girl didn't even think about it. If she wanted to get her reward back, what other method could she use
Huo Yunque pinched her fingers and pulled her away, lowering his head with a half-smile, "You really don't want it?"
"I-um-"
Before he could react, his lips were already lightly bitten.
Song Yaoyao blushed and reacted instantly.
"Brother~ Actually, you want to kiss me!"
She swears that the longest road she has traveled in her life is her brother's routine.
"No."
Huo Yunque opened his lips solemnly, shaking her into his arms.
"I have said that I am not satisfied with your 'masterpiece', so I have to take back the reward."
As the snow fell harder and harder, he turned around holding Song Yaoyao.
Song Yaoyao leaned softly in his arms, and groaned after hearing the words: "But for me, this is clearly a reward!"
She snickered.
Huo Ningxi stood not far away, until the figures of the two walked away, he shivered suddenly as if he had just woken up from a dream, and woke up.
"Big brother! Wait a minute, my keg—"
Song Yaoyao clasped the man's shoulders, barely exposed half of her head, and pointed at the tools next to the snowman.
"Huo Ningxi, bring the things back."
Huo Yunque didn't turn his head back, he grabbed the back of the little girl's head with his big palm domineeringly, and held her in his arms.
"Mmm..."
Song Yaoyao thumped twice, sweating all over, she gave up struggling out of breath.
"Brother is a villain." She whispered while grabbing the man's sweater.
Huo Yunque looked ahead with a calm expression.
With the coldest and ascetic voice, speaking the most obscene words.
"Where is this going? There will be worse ones in the future, don't worry, take your time—"
"Eh?"
Song Yaoyao scratched her head, not understanding the meaning of the other party's words.
At the dinner table, Song Yaoyao saw Huo Ningxi again in the past few days.
His outline already has a masculine taste, and his figure has gradually faded away from the youthful innocence, becoming tall and tough.
"Are you used to it over there?"
Huo Yunque knocked on the table with his fingers, pinched the little girl's chubby face, and pulled her back. Silently pointing to the fish on the plate in front of her, motioning her to eat.
"oh… "
Song Yaoyao stuffed a mouthful, and listened to the conversation between the two.
"It's good to get used to it."
Huo Ningxi lowered his eyes, sat far away from them, and only ate the food in front of him.
"The bottom is the most able to temper people. When you can be alone, I will give you what your father left behind."
"I don't have to—uncle, I—"
His eyes stayed on Song Yaoyao, and there was a flash of struggle in his eyes.
The little girl was struggling with the things on her dinner plate, while the man beside her was picking fish bones slowly, and then put the most delicious fish meat on Song Yaoyao's plate.
"If you don't want it, donate it."
Huo Yunque's voice was extremely weak, the light reflected from the top of his head, and there was a faint arc of shadow under his eyelids.
"Uncle..." He pursed his lips, with a hint of pleading in his tone.
"I'm stuffed!"
Song Yaoyao shook her head, refusing to feed Huo Yunque again, she raised her head and looked softly at Huo Yunque, her black and white eyes were shining brightly.
"You go back to your room first."
Touching her head with a big palm, Huo Yunque signaled.
"You have to kiss before leaving!"
Song Yaoyao raised her small head, pulled the man's arm, her little butt slightly left the seat, and touched the man's resolute chin.