Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

“That…” Liu Yu scratched his head as his cheeks turned red. “That won’t be too good, right?”

Last time, she already wanted to die when he gave her an injection and took a glance at her skin. This time, he had to examine a place that was much more private…

As soon as he spoke, the entire room stopped and the temperature lowered.

It was like they were inside a freezer.

The man stretched out his hands to cover Song Yaoyao’s ears and his expression darkened. “This is nose blood!”

“Huh? Ohhh, nose blood… That’s good…”

Liu Yu breathed a sigh of relief. He ran over and smirked in a sleazy manner. “I thought you did that…”

He didn’t finish speaking, but they were all adults, so they understood.

As Liu Yu approached, Song Yaoyao’s nose was still bleeding. He clicked his tongue. “Miss Song, you must have been getting too heated…”

Boom!

It was like a bolt from the blue!

Song Yaoyao felt too humiliated! She snuck a glance and happened to look into the man’s eyes. She noticed his amusement.

Gege was mocking her!

Huhuhu, she didn’t want to live!

A few minutes later.

Song Yaoyao’s nose finally stopped bleeding. Perhaps, due to her excessive loss of blood, her head was dizzy, and she looked dopey.

Those that didn’t know would probably think she was a victim of domestic violence.

“Sigh!”

As Liu Yu packed his things and stood up, he sighed. “It’s just a nosebleed. You made such a fuss that I thought…”

“Liu Yu.”

“Yes, how else may I be of service?” Liu Yu turned his head. When he saw the man’s gaze, he froze and shivered.

His low and indifferent voice resounded through the room. Huo Yunque lifted his eyes. “I don’t think you’re suitable as a doctor.”

“Wh-why?” Liu Yu’s knees grew weak.

“You should become a writer instead. You have such a good imagination,” Huo Yunque replied.

In particular, if he became a writer of adult fiction, he would definitely make a lot of sales.

“No, no, no!” Liu Yu waved his hands. “Sir, I already vowed to be a doctor from a young age! This is my calling and my purpose in life!”

“Oh?”

Huo Yunque’s eyes drooped and he crossed his arms smartly.

Lifting his jaw slightly, he said, “Roll out of here!”

He was high and mighty with a domineering presence.

Liu Yu bent over and did a forward roll. “Okay, I’ll roll!”

He then grabbed his medicine chest and rolled out.

Song Yaoyao held back her tears delicately. When she saw this scene, she let out a laugh. Her eyes curved. She was pretty and cute.

She pointed at the door and said softly, “Gege, why did you call this brainless doctor?”

Huo Yunque leaned back leisurely and sneered, “Are you having fun?”

“Yes!” Song Yaoyao nodded without realizing what was happening.

“Do you want to give it a try?”

The ringing laughter immediately stopped.

Song Yaoyao shrunk back her neck and snuck a glance at the man.

The man’s bathrobe was covered in blood. His legs were crossed and his gaze was gentle. He even had a slight smile on his lips. He didn’t look much different from usual. But Song Yaoyao still shivered.

One should know when to stop!

Without thinking, Song Yaoyao slid off the sofa and her knees became weak.

Thump!

The petite girl kneeled obediently in front of Huo Yunque and twisted her own ears.

She looked pitiable, delicate, and soft.

She glanced at him cautiously, wanting to cry, and her eyelashes trembled.

It was hard not to sympathize with her.

“Gege~ I’m wrong~~”