Chapter 162
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Song Yaoyao felt that half of her buttocks had gone numb. She went from a dry howl to a real howl.
She finally reacted and started to whimper softly.
"Sir, if there's nothing else, I'll go out first. I won't be going back tonight. If there's any emergency, you can send someone to call for me."
With that, he turned around and ran away hurriedly, afraid that he would be caught and skinned alive.
When he closed the door, he looked up curiously and clicked his tongue in his heart.
The man who had returned home didn't even have time to change his clothes. He was leaning against the head of the bed with his long arms around the girl who was sobbing softly. The man who usually didn't have any human emotions had a gentleness that could drown people in his eyes.
"Boohoo … Brother is a big liar!"
"Mm, I apologize."
"I'm not listening!"
Song Yaoyao hiccuped. "I said it wouldn't hurt. It hurts so much!"
"You have to wear more clothes in the future."
Liu Yu was in a daze for a moment, but the man had already glanced at him.
He curled his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
The message was obvious: Do you want to die?
Liu Yu immediately closed the door, turned around, and ran away in one breath.
People were always more vulnerable when they were sick. Especially when a child was doted on, when she was delicate, it was simply helpless.
She sobbed and lay in Huo Yunque's arms. Her eyes were swollen as she mumbled in a daze.
"Brother. “
Huo Yunque patted her back gently. "Mm?"
"I miss home." Her voice was hoarse and helpless. "I miss Dad, Mom, and Brother …"
"Miss home?"
He wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. She seemed to be in a daze and didn't seem to remember what she was saying. She kept calling her parents, and sometimes her brother.
"Home?"
The girl looked up dizzily with tears in her eyes. Her eyelashes were wet and trembling.
She shook her head and whimpered weakly. "Yaoyao doesn't have a home anymore. Boohoo …"
She spoke incoherently. Huo Yunque's eyes darkened.
He did not think that Song Rui and his wife's actions would make the little girl so reluctant to leave.
"This is your home, so don't cry, okay?"
He patted the little girl's back as if he was coaxing a child.
Song Yaoyao had a dream. She returned to the day she died. Her soul floated in the sky, crying as she looked at her parents who loved her dearly. The elder brother weakly raised his hand to cover his eyes. Hot tears rolled down his chin.
Then she also began to cry.
Her throat was so dry that it was almost smoking. She was like a kitten on the verge of death.
No matter how Huo Yunque coaxed her, her tears kept flowing.
Her sobs were barely discernible in the room.
The man lowered his eyes. There was a water stain on his fingertips. He couldn't wipe it clean.
He never knew that women could cry so much.
"Song Yaoyao, don't cry," he ordered in a deep voice.
Song Yaoyao was half-asleep after the injection. How could she listen to it?
Huo Yunque pinched his eyebrows. "What do you want, okay?"
Now, even if Song Yaoyao said that she wanted the stars in the sky, Huo Yunque would probably send someone to pluck them for her immediately so that she wouldn't cry.
Song Yaoyao sobbed and hiccuped. She reached out her hand blankly. "Brother, kiss."
Huo Yunque: "…"
He narrowed his eyes. The little girl's tear-stained face was reflected in his pupils.
Seeing that she was about to cry again, the man suddenly leaned over and kissed her.
He tasted the salty taste of her tears between his lips.
"Sir, Doctor Liu said that he has prescribed some medicine. It's best to let Miss Song take it before … Uh …"
Huo Qi was instantly petrified. Uncle Zhang quickly pulled him out.
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