Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

His voice was as gentle as an oriole, and it drew her in like a hook.

Huo Yunque did not look up. He reached out and pulled her little head into his embrace.

His voice was low and hoarse, unable to hide his fatigue.

“Sleep with me for a while.”

Her curly eyelashes brushed across the man’s skin, tickling him.

Song Yaoyao instantly quieted down.

She quietly wrapped her arms around his sturdy waist, her little face gently rubbing against his chest.

“Gege, are you very tired?”

“Mm…”

The man’s chin was on top of her head as he hugged her like he was hugging a human-shaped pillow. Song Yaoyao curled up in his arms and found a comfortable position. After a while, she heard the man’s gentle breathing.

Had he fallen asleep?

Song Yaoyao closed her eyes, feeling a little heartache. Without being in her position, outsiders would not be able to understand Huo Yunque’s hardships.

The higher one stood, the more they had to endure.

Her small hands caressed his back, and she fell asleep without realizing it.

A peaceful aura flowed through the room.

“Jiu’er!”

Just as Huo Jiu went downstairs, he heard a voice that could not be concealed.

His face darkened. He ignored Huo Qi and walked past him.

“Hey, Jiu’er, don’t be so heartless… Ahhh! Don’t go too far!”

Huo Qi jumped up abruptly, dodging Huo Jiu’s sweeping leg as he shouted.

“Idiot.”

Huo Jiu spat out this word coldly.

“Tsk, tell me, what upset you? You seem to be in a bad mood.”

Huo Qi grinned as he leaned over to hug Huo Jiu’s shoulder. Huo Jiu shook him off mercilessly, but he was not angry. “But…aren’t you curious why I’m here?”

Huo Jiu looked at him with a complicated expression. “Do you think everyone is as idiotic as you?”

Huo Qi was mainly responsible for the Master’s safety. Other things were naturally handled by others, so there was no need for him to come personally. Since he was here, then the Master was naturally here as well.

This also explained why he sensed a powerful aura in the building.

Huo Qi: “… I haven’t seen you for a few days. Jiu’er, your mouth is getting nastier and nastier.”

Huo Jiu silently sneered back at him.

…

The next day, before Song Yaoyao appeared on set, Huo Jiu arrived with over a dozen workers.

“They know everything. They can fix machines, carry heavy objects, and you’re short of extras, they can fill in,” Huo Jiu said indifferently, “If these people aren’t enough, then I’ll call some more people over later.”

Kang Yuan’s lips twitched. “Do you think they are omnipotent tools? Do you think they know everything? You don’t have to tell me, I will not let Yaoyao do rough work again.”

He did not stop her because he saw that she was happy. However, even though he was Song Yaoyao’s teacher, he could not bear the responsibility of Song Yaoyao’s accident on set.

Although it was just a trivial injury, what if something more serious happened?

There were so many machines in the filming location, how could it be absolutely safe.

Moreover, she was his only student, so his heart naturally ached for her!

Huo Jiu nodded. “These are all orders from the Master, not my own decision. By the way, Miss Song wanted me to tell you that she will be late today.”

“Okay.” Kang Yuan waved his hand and was suddenly stunned. “Wait a minute, Mr. Huo is here too?”

…

It had just rained last night, and the air was moist.

Song Yaoyao woke up and her voice was a little hoarse. She turned over and climbed onto the man’s body, kissing his chin. “Good morning, Gege.”

“Morning.”

The girl’s black hair fell on his shoulders, and Huo Yunque slowly twirled a strand around his finger.

“Gege, did you rest well? Are you hungry? Let’s go down for dinner later. I can take a day off and accompany you.”