Translator: Yunyi
There were people coming and going, and it seemed livelier than during the day.
Song Yaoyao turned her head and saw Huo Yunque walking at a leisurely pace. His expression was very different from during the day. Perhaps he had just woken up, so there was still a hint of satisfaction and laziness between his brows.
It carried the cold and restrained temperament of his body, making him extremely charming.
âTroublemaker!â
Song Yaoyao snorted and ran back to hold his hand in a domineering manner.
âGege, look, donât those young ladies look good?â
She reached out her hand and pointed at the beautiful girls dancing on the stage. They were dressed in unique clothes and were dancing slowly in the cool sea breeze.
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and lowered his thin eyelids.
He curved his lips. âYes, good.â
Song Yaoyao was just asking casually, so of course, she did not want to hear an affirmative answer from him.
The young girlâs face turned dark. She gritted her teeth and turned her head angrily. âHow dare you look at other women? Do you think they are prettier than me? Youââ
Her voice grew softer and softer as amusement appeared in the manâs dark eyes, like ripples on the surface of water.
She raised her head and clearly saw her own shadow in the manâs eyes.
It was as if she was his whole world.
âYou look good.â
He reiterated. On a night like this, his deep voice was sexy and alluring like whiskey mixed with ice.
Huo Yunqueâs eyes were so focused. It was as if there was no one else in his eyes other than Song Yaoyao.
His smile and gaze were so loving that it was like a gentle sea, ready to drown her in his eyes.
Song Yaoyaoâs heart was racing. She hurriedly turned her head and looked around. She did not dare to look Huo Yunque in the eyes.
She stubbornly said, âOf course! I know I look good!â
She whimpered like a little pig but the corners of her mouth were getting wider and wider; she could not hide her smug smile.
âWhat do you want to eat? Iâll treat.â
Huo Yunque rubbed her hair with a smile. His big palm took the initiative to hold her little hand and easily wrapped it up.
âTchââ
Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes and shook her purse in disdain. âDonât take out another black card later. Not only will it scare people, they might think youâre here to shoot an idol drama!â
He used the black card too recklessly.
Moreover, his face was indeed worthy of being the male lead of an idol drama.
âAhem.â
Huo Yunque held his fist to his lips and raised his eyebrows slightly.
âSong Yaoyao, little friend, Mr. Huo wonât make the same mistake twice.â
The two of them talked as they walked along the seaside path, attracting countless gazes along the way.
He did not let go of Song Yaoyaoâs hand. He took out his wallet from his pocket and handed it to her.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âReally?â
Song Yaoyao was skeptical. She opened the wallet with one hand and was speechless when she saw that it was full of cash.
âGege, youâre not the male lead of an idol drama anymore. Youâre a nouveau riche.â
Her small eyes were filled with disdain. She rolled her eyes without giving him face, and Huo Yunque did not know whether to laugh or cry. âI donât mind being a nouveau riche. Letâs go, girlfriend?â
He raised his eyebrows, showing his tolerance and doting.
Song Yaoyao followed in his footsteps.
For Huo Yunque, everything that happened today was a novel experience.
He shuttled through the night market on the island without any purpose. There were stalls set up by the girls on the roadside.. Velvet and jewelry boxes were filled with all kinds of shiny jewelry.