Chapter 257
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You must be really close.
Late at night, popular idol Luo Xingguang suddenly posted on Weibo.
The fans were in an uproar as they excitedly spread the news.
Snatching the sofa without even looking at the content on Weibo.
"Ahhhhh! Brother finally posted on Weibo!! Big brother, I love you! '
'Confessing to Brother in the front row!'
'Madams Luo, can you please send me to the hot search?!'
After snatching the trending topics, the fans took a closer look at what their brother had posted on Weibo.
Hmm?
Signed photo?!
Luo Xingguang v: Strongly condemning a certain greedy person!!
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"1234567 … Let me count, how many autographed photos are there?"
"I'm so jealous!"
"I've been a fan of my brother for three years, but I don't even have an autographed photo!"
'To be honest, I want it too!'
'Storm Cry!'
'I really want to know who my brother gave these autographed photos to! Wuwu, for Big Brother to be so generous, they must be very close, right? '
…
Luo Xingguang's every move was closely watched, and it soon became a hot topic.
In the room, Song Yaoyao washed up and applied medicine.
Her eyes were moist, as clean as the sky after the rain.
Strangely, she fell asleep in Huo Yunque's arms when she came back. Now that she was alone in the room, she couldn't fall asleep.
She rolled out of bed, tugging on her plush slippers, and crept down the hallway like a thief.
The corridor was long, and there was a dark carpet under his feet. The interior of the room was decorated in the same retro European style. The air was filled with the faint aroma of wood. The surroundings were quiet and the light was dim.
The entire manor fell into a deep sleep.
Song Yaoyao paced in the corridor. She wanted to find Huo Yunque, but she was afraid that he would find her clingy.
The petite figure drifted along the long corridor like a ghost in the castle.
In the end, Song Yaoyao walked around a few times. When she reached Huo Yunque's door, she said softly, "Goodnight, Big Brother."
Only then did he quietly return to his room.
Late at night, Huo Yunque finished the last document and sent the instructions for tomorrow's work to his assistant via email. He stood up. The coffee cup beside him was already empty.
The man's bathrobe was loose, and his collar was wide open, revealing his firm chest. His muscles were well-defined, and he looked exceptionally sexy.
A beam of light shone on the window. Huo Yunque glanced at it indifferently, then unhurriedly changed into his home clothes before walking out.
She had to admit that this man had absolute persistence in certain aspects.
Ascetic, refined, gentlemanly.
Huo Yunque went to Song Yaoyao's room. The room was very quiet, and there was a small night light beside the bed.
The cold night seemed to be dispelled by this warm light. Huo Yunque smiled faintly and turned around.
"Brother?"
The girl's voice was sticky. Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows. A small bump appeared on the bed. Song Yaoyao rubbed her eyes and got up. A pair of dark eyes stared straight at him, jumping with joy.
"Why aren't you sleeping?"
The light was dim, but it was enough for Huo Yunque to see that the girl's eyes were not sleepy at all. She was wearing pink and white velvet pajamas, her long black hair hanging behind her back. She obediently knelt on the big bed and opened her arms to him.
"I can't sleep. Big Brother, accompany me ~"
The moment she saw Huo Yunque, Song Yaoyao's worries and persistence disappeared instantly.
She smiled and asked for a hug in a delicate voice.
Huo Yunque's heart softened. He walked over and sat down.
The little girl immediately took advantage of him and climbed into his arms.
Although he did not take the initiative, he did not reject her either. Until Song Yaoyao wrapped her arms around his neck, nestled in his arms, and rubbed her furry head against his neck.
(End of chapter)
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