Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

There was no focus in her blank eyes. What was she thinking at that time?

She was really sick, not just with heart disease…

Song Yaoyao had never been so vulnerable, but she had never realized it as clearly as she did now: she was all alone in this world. If Huo Yunque hated her because of this, would she be homeless?

In the past, her parents and brother would always tell her gently that she had just had a dream and nothing had actually happened.

But now…

She held back her tears and looked over timidly.

Before she could see the man’s expression clearly, she fell into a broad and refreshing embrace.

“Scared?”

His fingers seemed to have magic powers as they gently caressed her spine, inexplicably making her feel at ease.

She nodded gently, her voice hoarse and pitiful. “Gege, your injury, does it hurt…”

She did not want to hurt him.

He had lost so much blood, it was as if he had lost a piece of flesh.

“It doesn’t hurt at all.” Huo Yunque curled his lips, his eyes so deep that one could not see the other end. “I don’t even mind if you take another bite.”

Song Yaoyao was stunned by his answer.

“Gege… Don’t you think I look like a crazy person?”

Her eyes were blank as she asked this question in all seriousness.

Tonight’s incident happened so suddenly that she was truly shocked when she woke up.

At this moment, it seemed that no matter what he said to her, she would doubt the authenticity of the content…

“So what if you look like a crazy person? Do you think you can leave me just because you have become a crazy person? Huh?”

Song Yaoyao was pushed onto the bed. The man knelt by the side of the bed, and the coat on his shoulder fell to the ground. He raised his hand and slowly landed on her button.

“Student Song Yaoyao, need I remind you that you need to take responsibility for sleeping with me?”

“Gege?”

Song Yaoyao’s confusion was quickly cleared.

“What are you afraid of?

“Do you think I won’t want you?

“Do you think I’d be afraid of you and dislike you?”

Every question made Song Yaoyao cower a little. She wished she could curl up and hide in her shell.

She didn’t want to know the answer, not at all.

A delicate kiss landed on her fingertips.

“It seems that you really don’t know much about your man.” The back of his fingers gently rubbed against her cheek; her face was cold. “Little Miss Song Yaoyao, in my eyes, this is just child’s play, understand?”

Song Yaoyao’s fingertips were hot. Her stiff body was like an ice sculpture, but now, it was gradually melting.

She raised her head and stared straight into his eyes.

They were deep and dangerous.

There were endless unfathomable things hidden within, like a monster in the abyss.

The man sighed and unbuttoned his shirt to the last button.

The bandage covered his wound.

“It’s my fault.” He curled his lips and smiled softly. “I made you feel so insecure that when you were in trouble, all you could think about was nonsense.”

“Song Yaoyao, do you have too much free time?”

Song Yaoyao sensed his intentions, but she didn’t want to resist at all.

She took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck and intimately rubbed against his resolute chin.

“Gege, I like you so much…”

The nun had said that she was lucky; she did not lie to her.

Even in an unfamiliar world, she would still not be hated by others.

This sentence made Huo Yunque’s eyes darken.

He sneered and grabbed her waist.

“If you do something wrong, you should be punished. Do you agree?”

Song Yaoyao’s eyes curved and her voice was as sweet as honey.

“Yes!”

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