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Chapter 160

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Song Yaoyao kicked her legs and grumbled impatiently. She wanted to crawl under the covers.

Huo Yunque caught her in time like a little loach. He grabbed her little feet and put on socks. He wrapped her firmly in his coat and carried her into his arms. He was still holding the little girl's small leather shoes that were not even the size of his palm.

“boss。”

Everyone in the secretary's office heard the commotion and immediately stood up.

When they saw …

Uh …

"Boss, are you getting off work?"

They lowered their voices and asked cautiously. They couldn't help glancing at the little girl in his arms and the little leather shoes in his hands.

Who would have thought …

They were amazed. When the cold-blooded and heartless Boss became gentle, he didn't leave any room for other men!

At the Huo residence.

Jiang Tao had been on tenterhooks the entire night. She had a feeling that something bad was about to happen.

She heard the sound of a car engine outside. She was shocked and immediately stood up to look outside.

Uncle Zhang had already hurried over.

"Sir, what's wrong with Miss Song?"

Uncle Zhang was stunned when he saw the little girl sleeping soundly in the man's arms. Her clothes slipped down, revealing her little red face. He was stunned. "Oh, don't tell me she has a fever?"

Fever?

Recalling Song Yaoyao's abnormal behavior, Huo Yunque lowered his eyes and observed the little girl's reaction. "Call Liu Yu over."

"Okay, I'll go now!"

Uncle Zhang hurried over. He was afraid that the little girl's fever would worsen if he was late.

When he turned around, he almost bumped into Jiang Tao.

"Jiang Tao, what are you doing here?" Uncle Zhang calmed down. He was old and his style of handling things was much gentler. If it were in the past, someone as clumsy as Jiang Tao would have been chased out long ago. "Miss Song is sick. Tell the kitchen to cook some porridge for Miss Song to warm her stomach."

"Yes …"

Jiang Tao's gaze moved away from Song Yaoyao with difficulty as the uneasiness in her heart increased.

Why did Song Yaoyao come back with Sir? Did she complain?

Did she recognize that it was her on the phone?

She was usually a smart and capable person, but at this moment, she seemed a little out of her wits. She turned around and walked into the house after receiving the order.

Huo Yunque took large strides and brushed past her, his body emitting a chilling aura.

The calming candles on the cupboard flickered with dim light, and the light in the bedroom was warm and soft. The little girl sank into the big pink bed, and her breathing became heavier when she slept.

"Song Yaoyao, wake up." Huo Yunque patted her little face to wake her up. "Get up and eat something before you sleep."

Apart from the messy desserts she had in the afternoon, she hadn't had a proper meal.

"It's not a big problem. Just get an injection and sleep. I promise you'll be fine by tomorrow."

Liu Yu put away the stethoscope, took out the medicine from the box, and shook it.

"You can't take medicine?" Huo Yunque sat by the bed, his eyes on the little girl, but his question was directed at Liu Yu.

"Are you serious?"

Liu Yu found it funny, as if he didn't know the man in front of him. "Sir, it's better to get an injection if you catch a cold. Otherwise, you'll feel uncomfortable for a few days."

Song Yaoyao woke up in a daze, and the first thing she heard was: Injection!

"I don't want an injection!!"

She woke up in an instant and shrunk under the quilt, only revealing a pair of dark eyes. She stared at the other party, full of hostility.

Sigh …

Liu Yu was amused. He deliberately provoked Song Yaoyao. "What's wrong? You're already an adult and you're still afraid of injections? "

Who would have thought that Song Yaoyao didn't play by the rules at all? She didn't fall for the provocation at all.

She nodded. "Yes, I'm scared."

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