Huo Yunque was holding a book in one hand and flipping the book with the other. This action limited Song Yaoyaoâs range of action.
She struggled a bit and pouted in anger. Then, she leaned on his waist and stopped moving.
âGege, hug me!â
Her soft voice was so sweet that it could overflow with honey.
Huo Yunque reached out and pulled her into his arms.
He teased, âSo useless?â
Song Yaoyao was provoked by his words. She scowled and threw Huo Yunque onto the bed.
The man was caught off guard and fell heavily onto the bed. His body bounced and his pajamas were messed up.
He laughed helplessly, âWhat are you doing?â
The light above his head shone down on his blue light lenses, refracting a color between blue and purple.
Through the lenses, something seemed to be flowing in his deep eyes.
Song Yao placed her hands on his chest and sat down on his waist.
She said in a delicate voice, âHow can a woman be useless?â
âCoughââ
Huo Yunque facepalmed and couldnât help but laugh softly.
âStudent Song, did you learn this from your novels?â
Song Yaoyaoâs eyes blinked and felt guilty for a moment. However, she quickly raised her head high and said, âForget where I learned this from! Hurry and apologize. Iâm clearly very useful!â
She leaned over and tugged the manâs earlobe with her small hand.
Pretending to be fierce, she threatened, âOtherwise, I will punish you! Rawr!â
Her voice was cute, but she thought she sounded fierce.
As she leaned over, the collar of her pink pajamas slightly opened.
Huo Yunque forced his smile back. His eyes gradually dimmed, and some emotions began to surge violently.
Song Yaoyao waited for a long time, but there was no response. She looked down and saw the manâs dark eyes, which were like thick ink. The passion in them made her heart beat violently.
âGege, youâah!â
Before she could finish her sentence, the man had already grabbed her by the waist and lifted her off the bed.
The world was spinning. By the time Song Yaoyao realized what was happening, their positions had already changed.
The tables had been turnedâ¦
Song Yaoyao blushed and put her small hands against the manâs chest. âGege, donât do anything rashâ¦â
âOkay.â Huo Yunqueâs fingers were long and slender. He slowly took off his glasses and threw them aside. He raked the hair that fell from his forehead to the back of his head and slowly lowered his head. âI wonât do anything rash, Iâll take my timeâ¦â
His slightly cold fingers caressed Song Yaoyaoâs lips. The manâs low and magnetic voice was especially alluring in the quiet bedroom.
Clickâ
The chandelier above his head dimmed, and only the wall lamp emitted a light yellow and warm light.
Song Yaoyao did not know where to look. Her gaze moved away from the manâs handsome and refined face and finally landed on his sexy Adamâs apple. Her lips moved.
âMy punishment.â
âPunishment?â
Song Yaoyao blinked and repeated like a parrot.
âArenât you going to punish me? Come, let me see how capable you are.â
The manâs slender arms supported her face, trapping Song Yaoyao in a narrow space.
Her nose filled with the manâs refreshing scent, and it felt as though it would seep deep into her bones. Whenever she smelled this scent, it would make her excited.
Her face flushed red. âThatâ¦wouldnât be too goodâ¦â
Her shy eyes were sparkling; she was clearly suppressing her excitement.
The wind outside the window hit the window glass, making a slight sound.
However, this made the bedroom even quieter.
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