The little girl's voice trembled, but she insisted on acting as if she was not afraid of anything.
The man's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he swallowed the laugh that was about to escape.
Hooking his lips and nodding his head, "Well, I need it."
Song Yaoyao's eyes lit up, as if she was suddenly relieved, she pulled his clothes with her small hands and said delicately, "I knew my brother would definitely need it! Thunder or something, it's terrible..."
She wrinkled her small nose and her lips were pale.
Look pitiful and cute.
Huo Yunque's thin eyelids drooped, and he glanced at her bare feet. The ten toes are round and pink, curled up together because of the cold floor.
He frowned, "Go back and put on your shoes."
As soon as the words fell, another series of thunderbolts fell.
"Wow woo woo woo—"
Song Yaoyao almost cried in fright, she clasped the man's arm with both hands and shook her head frantically, "No!"
She was sobbing, as if if Huo Yunque forced her again, she would cry immediately.
Tsk—
squeamish.
Huo Yunque shook his head, bent down suddenly, wrapped his long arms around her, and lifted her up with one hand.
Like holding a child, the little girl sat in his arms. She was wearing a pink thin velvet pajamas, with lace trim around the lotus leaf collar, black hair reaching her waist, and a small, palm-sized face that was delicate and bright. If she hadn't reached out her arms and hugged the man's neck in fright, people might think she was a large doll.
"elder brother… "
"If you ask again, I will throw you back."
Huo Yunque strode forward, his room was at the other end of the corridor, because he liked to be quiet, the surroundings were all his private territory.
The men's room was large and empty.
Off-white tones, with dark solid wood furniture.
There are almost no electronic products in the room, and there are a few foreign language books by the bed, which looks monotonous and simple.
The man bent down and put Song Yaoyao on the bed, his voice was low and hoarse, "Sleep."
Song Yaoyao didn't let go, still wrapped her arms around his neck, stared at him with big eyes, opened her small mouth and asked, "Aren't you sleeping, brother?"
The dark pupils are as bright as stars.
Huo Yunque leaned over slightly, his expression didn't change, he was still calm and calm.
He stretched out his hand slowly, flexing his fingers.
Suddenly, it flicked on her forehead.
"Oh!" Song Yaoyao covered her forehead and wailed.
Huo Yunque stood up and looked down at her condescendingly, wanting to smile or not.
"You are so young, where do you have so many messy thoughts? Go to sleep."
He took off the bathrobe and threw it on the black sofa next to him.
He took out a book and turned around.
Not surprisingly, the corner of the clothes was pulled.
The little girl's eyes were red, "Can my brother just sit here and accompany me?"
Huo Yunque smiled, he flipped through the book and asked, "Didn't you accompany me?"
"I… "
Song Yaoyao was speechless, a blush spread over her cheeks, and her eyes flickered.
"Okay, go to sleep."
He sat on the edge of the bed, pulled up the quilt with one hand, and directly wrapped Song Yaoyao into a silkworm chrysalis.
"and you-"
"Um?"
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, and pressed his slender fingers on her lips, "Either sleep now, or go back to your room to sleep, understand?"
His tone was serious and his eyes were deep.
To let Song Yaoyao know that he was definitely not joking, she shrank under the quilt immediately, revealing only a pair of dark almond eyes, glanced at him quietly, and quickly closed them.
There was caution in the soft voice, "I, I fell asleep!"
"Cough..."
Huo Yunque pursed his lips and shook his head silently.
Outside the window, the rain poured down, and the lightning and thunder roared.