"This is punishment."
"I don't want to see my brother! You go!"
That strange feeling made Song Yaoyao feel terrible, and at the same time, she wanted to immerse herself in it.
Worst of all—
He was able to stop everything at the most critical moment.
Huo Yunque kissed her teardrop eyes, stroked her hair one by one, "Go to bed early."
Song Yaoyao looked away angrily, "Don't worry about it!"
"Want to continue?"
The man's Adam's apple rolled slightly, releasing a dangerous breath.
"don't want-"
Song Yaoyao didn't even have the strength to move her fingers, her waist and abdomen were sore, she almost wanted to cry.
"So, say good night?"
With tears in her eyes, Song Yaoyao gave him a watery look, and sobbed, "Good night."
"Kiss me again."
Huo Yunque nodded his thin lips, his eyes filled with a smile.
Song Yaoyao felt that the bad brother was not human at all! He's a total badass!
She cried sadly, and leaned over to kiss him while crying.
A quick kiss without any ambiguity.
Huo Yunque couldn't help laughing, reached out and hugged her into his arms, and patted her on the back lightly, "Good boy."
It seemed that she was really frightened and wronged.
Song Yaoyao pushed him twice but didn't push him away, and fell asleep in his arms crying.
…
When the morning light came in from the window, the biological clock woke up Song Yaoyao.
She stretched, and suddenly paused.
The blush quickly climbed up her cheeks as if she had life.
It is as bright as the morning glow.
last night-
"Tuk tuk."
"Tuk tuk."
"Miss Song, are you awake?"
Song Yaoyao paused, and recognized the servant's voice. She pursed her mouth, and shrank under the quilt angrily, covered her head, pretending that she didn't hear it!
"Aren't you awake?" The servant was puzzled. At this time, Miss Song should have woken up long ago.
The door not far away was opened, and the well-dressed man walked out of the room. Seeing the closed door, a slight smile spread across his dark eyes.
"Good morning, sir."
When the servant saw Huo Yunque, he hurriedly greeted him respectfully.
"morning."
Huo Yunque nodded, walked to Song Yaoyao's room and knocked.
Unsurprisingly, no one responded.
The servant said: "Sir, Ms. Song seems to be asleep. I knocked on the door just now, but there was no sound from inside."
"Understood." Huo Yunque played with the beads, "Go down first."
With Huo Yunque here, there was really no need for her to do anything. Now in the entire Huo family, who doesn't know that the person who lives in it is the future mistress
"Tuk tuk."
There was a persistent knock on the door, and Song Yaoyao sat up abruptly, staring at the door angrily.
"Don't knock!"
The girl's angry voice came through the door, soft and soft, with a slight nasal sound that had just woken up.
Desperate and domineering.
Huo Yunque's thin lips slightly curled up, and he leaned against the door, "Really? I decided to set aside a day to make up for a certain child, so that I could have a date with a certain child for dinner. It seems that someone doesn't need it? If that's the case, then I-"
"Click—"
The door opened.
The girl was wearing pink and tender pajamas, with fluffy and slightly curly hair.
Her eyes were still stained with the sleepiness of just waking up, and her cheeks were lightly glowing. She said with a sullen face uncomfortably: "Appointment, appointment or something, don't they need to dress up?! Why are you urging me!"
That's called being unreasonable and strong.
Huo Yunque smiled with a stern look.
He bent slightly and saluted gentlemanly.
"It's my fault, so my dear Queen, can you forgive me next time?"