Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Song Yaoyao was shocked. The skin was like a piece of burnt metal that caused her too quickly flinch.

But her hand was quickly pulled back and placed on top of the man’s bare skin…

“Gege…” Song Yaoyao blinked. Her dark eyes were moist.

Underneath the lighting, the man’s eyes were dark like a deep pool that could swallow one whole. Just one glance was enough to make people surrender and unable to resist.

Of course…

It was possible that they didn’t want to resist…

The scene she had been dreaming about had now become reality.

The skin under her hand was soft and tight. It felt good to touch!

After she overcame her desires, Song Yaoyao was reluctant to take her hands off him.

“Do you like touching it?”

Song Yaoyao shuffled over to Huo Yunque’s side and nodded her head. “Yes.”

“Do their muscles feel better or mine?”

“Yours—”

Just as she finished speaking, Song Yaoyao sensed something wasn’t right.

Unfortunately, her hands were held above her head a moment later and she felt a suppressing feeling.

“Have you felt theirs before?” The man’s voice was emotionless and cold.

It felt as though Song Yaoyao would die in bed that night if she dared to nod her head.

“No, no, no! I didn’t!”

Song Yaoyao quickly vowed her innocence, afraid that she wasn’t responding in time.

She tried to coax him by raising her head and trying to kiss his lips. But…she couldn’t reach him!

Song Yaoyao fell back vulnerably.

“I’ve only touched you! I swear!” Song Yaoyao said as she pretended to cry. “If I’m lying, you can do whatever you want to me!”

Her eyes were beautiful; they looked like they contained stars. When her eyes moved, they sparkled brightly.

As long as she wanted to, no one could bear to be angry at her.

Huo Yunque touched her eyes indifferently. “These eyes have seen too many dirty things today.”

He looked calm; even his breathing was steady. If his eyes were a net, then Song Yaoyao had been completely caught in it.

Song Yaoyao’s mind went blank. The man in front of her was frightening.

In her eyes, he had always been patient, gentle, and composed. It made one forget his identity.

He was the Mr. Huo who could shake up the country’s finances with a stomp of his feet…

He was decisive and powerful.

In the past, Song Yaoyao had been attracted by the image he portrayed and did not notice who he really was underneath…

But she saw it now.

“Gege…don’t be upset…”

Song Yaoyao’s hands were tired. Her eyes turned slightly red as she looked up.

“Okay.”

The fear in her eyes brought Huo Yunque back to reality. He let go and gently touched Song Yaoyao’s face.

His deep voice was fierce like a beast’s.

“Your eyes are dirty. Let me wash it for you.”

Song Yaoyao opened her mouth in confusion.

In the next second, her face turned red, her mind went blank, and only the man’s handsome face reflected in her eyes.

His coldness had faded, and all that remained was desire.

The moon moved behind some clouds.

After everything ended, Song Yaoyao was reminded that her Gege wasn’t just gentle, but he also had a bad side to him.

She lay weakly on the bed sobbing, her tears dripping endlessly from her eyes.

“Gege, you’re so bad!”

Only when she spoke did she realize that her voice was cracked like a sick bird.