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Chapter 255

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I need a kiss.

Huo Yunque's warm breath sprayed on his ear, and he turned his face slightly in discomfort. For a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Song Yaoyao."

After a while, Huo Yunque said helplessly, "What are you thinking about every day in that little head of yours, huh?"

Song Yaoyao's face was red. Even after they got into the car, she clung onto his neck and refused to let go.

Huo Yunque helplessly placed her on his lap.

Suddenly, he remembered the way the little girl stuck to him when they were not familiar with each other. When she sat on her lap, her face was red from the teasing, and her eyes were watery.

He took her hand and looked down. As expected, the back of her hand was swollen like a steamed bun.

Huo Yunque wasn't surprised by the little girl's soft and delicate body.

His eyes darkened for a moment, and a sharp emotion flashed through them.

Song Yaoyao pouted and snuggled into the man's arms. "You don't look good! Don't look! "

She tried to pull her hand away but failed.

Huo Yunque asked, "Does it hurt?"

Actually, he already knew the answer, but he just wanted to ask.

Song Yaoyao blinked her eyes. Her eyelashes were still wet, and there was a cunning look on her face like a little fox.

She stole a glance at Huo Yunque and said coquettishly in a nasal voice, "Big Brother, kiss me and I won't feel pain anymore!"

Huo Yunque avoided her wound and held her small hand in his large palm. Her hand was soft and tender.

Indeed, it didn't look good.

He lifted his eyelashes and looked at Song Yaoyao with a faint smile.

Song Yaoyao admitted that her thoughts were not pure and serious. Under his insightful gaze, her small face became redder and redder, like the rosy clouds in the sky or the summer roses.

Huo Yunque didn't move. Song Yaoyao's shoulders slumped.

"I know, I know." She snorted. "Big Brother doesn't get close to women. I'm the one who's greedy." Before she could finish, she felt a chill on the back of her hot hand.

Song Yaoyao looked up and her eyes lit up.

The sparkling waves were as bright as the stars.

The temperature of the man's lips was very low, and it was cool when it landed on the back of her hand. Song Yaoyao's hand was hot, itchy, and painful.

She opened her red and moist mouth. "Big Brother, you …"

"Don't get close to women?" Huo Yunque looked into her eyes with a faint smile. His inky coldness melted away. "Then what are you? ? "

His voice rose at the end, filled with endless ridicule.

"Big Brother!"

Song Yaoyao kicked her feet and knocked her head into the man's chest.

She could feel his chest vibrate as his low and magnetic laughter filled the car. The street lights outside were like a galaxy. His smile was so sexy and charming that it made Song Yaoyao's nose bleed!

She curled her lips and couldn't help but smile.

The journey back was very quiet. Song Yaoyao's hand was very hot. It didn't hurt anymore, but it was starting to itch.

She pouted and mumbled, "Big Brother, my hand still hurts."

As soon as she finished speaking, she put her hand to his lips. She couldn't hide it.

"Delicate."

The driver couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror. His heart was in turmoil.

Their master, who was high and mighty, was gently stroking the little girl's back with one hand and holding her little hand with his big palm.

One kiss after another landed on the back of the girl's hand.

He comforted her silently.

He was so flirtatious.

He was so charming!

Such an honor was given to the little girl in his arms, who was already dozing off with her little head nodding off.

If this were to be exposed in the future and seen by those socialites and heiresses who couldn't get what they wanted, who knew how many people would be heartbroken …

The driver didn't dare to look anymore. He quickly retracted his gaze and threw away all the messy thoughts.

In the new year, you're all mature readers. You have to learn how to vote! (Hands on Hips · jpg)

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