Huo Yunque took two painkillers and furrowed his brows. âAre you feeling aggrieved?â
âNo! Iâm not!â Song Yaoyao said, shaking her head like it was a rattle.
But the more she acted like this, the more abnormal she seemed.
Huo Yunque furrowed his brows. He didnât expect Song Yaoyao to act so abnormally. Was it because she was thinking about...
âIf you donât tell me, I will ask Huo Jiu.â
Song Yaoyao covered her mouth and continued to shake her head.
âErrr...â
Do you miss me?
These words hung on Huo Yunqueâs tongue but he swallowed them back. He narrowed his eyes and studied the girl.
A beam of light shone down from the ceiling and covered Song Yaoyaoâs body. She was dressed in a milky white set of pajamas and her face was strangely red.
The two people looked at each other without saying anything.
After a long time...
The girl sat cross-legged on her bed and wrinkled her face. In an extremely quiet voice, she asked, âGege, can you forget what happened yesterday?â
Huo Yunque realized what she was talking about and broke down in laughter.
So, he had been guessing all day, and it turned out, she was stressing on her own.
The manâs laughter was incomparably charming. Song Yaoyao felt her head go numb and her body fire up.
âYouâre not allowed to laugh!â
She tried to give him a fierce warning but her clear eyes were teary.
She was like a kitten showing its claws.
The manâs throat twitched and he laughed harder.
Unfortunately, he was not the type to hold back. As he continued to laugh, he nodded his head. âOkay, I wonât laugh anymore.â
But the amusement in his eyes could not be hidden.
Song Yaoyao was furious. She clenched her fists and puffed up her cheeks.
âIâm not talking to you anymore!â
Stupid Gege was taking things too far!
She covered her phone, lifted her quilt, and buried her head underneath, not allowing Huo Yunque to see her face.
The screen turned black.
Ahem...
How could someone be so cute?
Huo Yunque became even more amused as he laughed. âReally?â
âIâm not listening to you, you jerk!â
Okay...she was growing brave...
Huo Yunque tapped on his desk. âWhat if I get you a slice of strawberry cake?â
Rustleâ
The quilt lifted and the girlâs voice sounded beside his ear.
âI want a scoop of ice cream with it!â
What a glutton!
From the looks of it, Uncle Zhang did not secretly spoil her.
Huo Yunqueâs lips curved. âTwo slices of cake, but no ice cream.â
âJust a little bit!â Song Yaoyao lifted her phone and whined coquettishly.
Her cheeks puffed up. Her blushing cheeks looked like a pair of overripe peaches.
Her supple lips were moist.
But, no matter how lovable she looked, when it came to something that could give her a stomach ache, Huo Yunque was firm.
âNo.â
The man shook his finger, âTwo slices of cake or nothing at all.â
Song Yaoyao was strictly controlled; it had been a long time since she had dessert!
In the past, there were many things that she couldnât eat. Now that she could freely eat, this man was controlling her like he was her father.
âFine, fine!â
Song Yaoyao quickly agreed. She lifted her fingers and said, âTwo slices it is. You need to keep your word! Iâll get someone to get it for me now...â
âEat it tomorrow.â
The night was quiet, and only their two voices could be heard in the bedroom. For some reason, there was a sense of warmth.
âGege, youâre so controlling~â
Song Yaoyao lay on her bed and lifted her legs up, swinging them from side to side as she complained, âYouâre like my father!â
Huo Yunque lowered his brows and his lips uncontrollably curved.
âI donât mind if thatâs what you want.â