Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Translator: Yunyi

She was the type of person who would scold others whenever she was awake.

Such a strong person could only lie in bed now, like a cripple, unable to move.

This was a fate worse than death.

However, she couldn’t even commit suicide, nor did she dare to.

“Wenchuan.”

Song Jingwan’s eyes were filled with exhaustion. Her eyes were red and slightly swollen. Clearly, she had cried again.

Song Wenchuan nodded and stood outside the ward to take a look.

Seeing that Zhou Manli had already fallen asleep, he did not go in to disturb her.

“Wenchuan, from now on, I only have you.”

Song Jingwan leaned gently into Song Wenchuan’s embrace. Song Wenchuan did not reject her.

The two of them stayed in silence for a while before Song Wenchuan was called away by an emergency call.

Song Jingwan looked sadly at Song Wenchuan as he left. When she was alone in the corridor, her sadness faded like the tide. A relaxed and happy smile surfaced in her eyes.

She walked briskly back to the ward.

On the bed, Zhou Manli was completely unaware. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Song Jingwan gently picked up a wet towel to wipe her fingers. She curled her lips and said, “Mom, you can rest in peace in bed from now on, right? I will be filial to you.”

The ward was quiet. The sweet voice of the girl had a coquettish tone, but it was especially strange.

“If you don’t answer me, I’ll take it as a yes.”

So, it’s decided then?

“You’ve been very busy recently.”

Late at night.

Song Yaoyao walked quietly into the bedroom and was shocked by the sudden voice.

She held her chest, her almond-shaped eyes wide open.

“Gege, you… Why aren’t you asleep?”

“Icantt sleep.”

Huo Yunque hooked his finger.

The man in the black silk pajamas looked even sexier than usual. He leaned against the bed and narrowed his eyes.

As soon as Song Yaoyao approached, the world spun around her and she was thrown onto the soft bed.

She bounced up and puffed up her cheeks in protest.

“Gege!”

“Huh?”

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and placed his hand on Song Yaoyao’s head. He slowly leaned over and asked, “What’s the matter?”

He had a serious tone but his voice was soft and pleasant to the ear.

Song Yaoyao:

Shouldn’t she be the one to ask that?

“Why aren’t you sleeping?”

“Tm cold.”

The man’s exquisite face was serious. He lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the lips.

Song Yaoyao: “… How are you cold?!”

Don’t try to trick me!

She rolled out of Huo Yunque’s arms and took out the remote control.

“The temperature is just right, how can you be cold? Are you sick?”

Although she suspected that Huo Yunque was trying to trick her, Song Yaoyao still reached out her small hand to touch his forehead in concern.

‘The temperature was normal.

However, Huo Yunque did not feel guilty at all that his lie had been exposed. He still looked at Song Yaoyao seriously, which made her heart go soft.

She pouted speechlessly and moved closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

She coaxed him softly, “Alright, I know I’ve been neglecting you recently. Don’t act coquettishly.”

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows. “Act… coquettishly?”

Him?

In Song Yaoyao’s eyes, he was acting coquettishly!

He was so serious and so adorable!

She nestled into his arms and offered him a kiss.

“Llove my Gege so much!”

The girl’s body was emitting an alluring sweet fragrance, and her tone was incredibly soft.

Huo Yunque’s lips curled up, and his eyes darkened.

He lowered his head and grabbed her waist. Very quickly, the tables turned.

He didn’t want to do anything at first, but since the little girl was taking the initiative, wouldn’t he look useless if he didn’t do anything?

Hmmm.

So, Little Miss Song liked things like this?

Acting coquettish?