Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

“Perhaps you want to recall it again?” Huo Yunque rubbed her head and suddenly lowered his head. “But this time it’s my turn?”

“No, no!”

Song Yaoyao blushed and quickly shook her head to reject him. “There’s no point in doing that!”

She was especially serious as she held Huo Yunque’s hand. “This is a surprise for my Gege!”

Huo Yunque chuckled. “It is indeed a surprise.”

The girl’s thoughts were always surprising.

He pulled Song Yaoyao off the stage. With a glance, he saw Yi Ting and Mu Jing’s sour eyes.

Huo Yunque was in a good mood. He knew that these people probably did not expect Song Yaoyao to do such a thing.

It was all thanks to her idea to propose at the birthday party.

“Hey, hey, hey!”

Mu Jing saw them coming down and cried out, “Are you guys going to end it like this? Where’s your kiss Aren’t you going to kiss?”

Huo Yunque gave him a warning glance, telling him to stop.

However, if Mu Jing could read his eyes, he wouldn’t have suffered so many beatings growing up.

“Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!”

The more serious Huo Yunque’s expression was, the more he wanted to see him embarrass himself in front of others.

He clapped as he urged.

“Kiss! Kiss!”

A childish voice mixed in, followed by some silly clapping.

The girl’s small face was like pink jade, stained with red. Her eyelashes flickered, and her beautiful almond-shaped eyes sparkled. She shyly tugged at Huo Yunque’s sleeve. “Gege, lower your head a little.”

“Huh? What—”

Huo Yunque was stunned.

The young girl stood on her tiptoes, grabbed his collar, and kissed his lips.

The taste of her lip gloss spread between her lips and teeth. It was slightly sweet just like her.

Mu Jing froze.

Tongtong’s eyes widened in excitement. “Wow!” She pulled Lin Shuang’s hand and said in a childish voice, “Mommy! The princess kissed the prince!”

A kiss like a peach.

The girl let go and landed on the ground.

She plunged into the man’s arms, completely embarrassed.

Everything that had happened tonight had used up all of her courage.

Huo Yunque found it funny. His lips were also stained with some of the girl’s lip gloss, which had a beautiful watercolor. But instead of looking feminine, his smile made him look extremely sexy.

“Satisfied?” He raised his eyebrows, bent down, and carried the girl past the crowd. “I’ll take her to change her clothes first. You guys can do whatever you want.”

Mu Jing did not forget the man’s annoying smile. He wiped his face stiffly and cursed in his heart: dammit—

Xia Rao seemed to be drunk. She patted her little face and sighed, “Sigh, have you noticed? Second Brother is even more seductive than before…”

In the past, he used to be cold and controlled on the surface. Not much had changed now, but the flirtatious aura in his bones made people’s legs go weak.

Mu Jing turned his head resentfully. “Honey, your husband isn’t dead yet!”

Xia Rao rubbed his face and said perfunctorily, “My heart is yours. Be good.”

But what was the connection between this and her liking to look at handsome men?

Yi Ting shook his head. Uncle Zhang was already calling for everyone to go to the dining room to eat. He was one step behind and walked beside Mu Jing.

He said with a faint smile, “What do you think you are after? Is Brother Two’s joke so good?”

Mu Jing gritted his teeth. “Don’t you think his smug know-it-all expression is asking for a beating?”