Chapter 258
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A naughty dream
"Brother, are you here to see me?" Song Yaoyao's eyes turned into crescents. Her voice was so sweet that it seemed to be wrapped in a layer of honey. As soon as she opened her mouth, the sweetness filled the air.
"No."
Huo Yunque's lips curled up as he patted her back with his large palm.
Song Yaoyao, who was not sleepy at first, smelled the fragrance coming from the man's body. Her eyelids drooped, and her little head nodded. She began to feel sleepy from her bones.
"Liar!"
Song Yaoyao forced herself to stay awake while Jiaojiao yawned. Her almond-shaped eyes opened slightly, and her eyes were filled with pride.
"Then how do you explain it, Brother? Don't tell me you're in the wrong room. I'm not a kid anymore. I don't believe you. "
She yawned and moaned softly.
"Ugh …"
Huo Yunque found it funny and answered vaguely.
His large palm patted the girl's thin back again and again. She buried her head in his neck, her curly eyelashes fluttering from time to time, giving him a ticklish feeling.
It was as if he had been scratched by a kitten's paw. On the surface, he still looked like a noble and ascetic immortal, but on the inside, he was already boiling like oil.
"Brother."
Song Yaoyao hugged his neck. Once she felt at ease, sleepiness swept over her.
"Can you sleep with me tonight?" she asked timidly. "I can't sleep if you leave."
As soon as he closed his eyes, all he saw was the color of blood.
Song Yaoyao hated the image that appeared in her mind, but she was grateful for the warning. At the very least, Song Wen-chuan was pulled back from hell.
The words of rejection were stuck in his throat. Huo Yunque lowered his eyes.
The little girl was as light as a feather, sitting on his lap as if she was weightless. He only needed one arm to encircle her in his embrace, and that was more than enough.
"Can't I?" Song Yaoyao was a little disappointed, and her sleepiness disappeared.
She obediently climbed down from Huo Yunque's arms, looking listless. "Then big brother should go back and rest early. Goodnight big brother."
Tsk —
Huo Yunque was amused. The little girl's attitude changed so quickly, just like a child.
He narrowed his eyes and teased her on purpose. "Alright, good night. Then I'll be leaving. "
As he spoke, Huo Yunque stood up and was about to leave when he felt someone tugging at his sleeve. He wasn't surprised.
He looked over, his pleasant voice carrying a mischievous smile. "Didn't you say goodnight? Which untrustworthy little kid is holding onto me this time, hmm? "
Song Yaoyao curled up in the quilt, only revealing a pair of clear eyes.
Hearing this, she snorted and said confidently, "It's not me!"
Huo Yunque immediately laughed. His low and hoarse voice echoed in the quiet bedroom.
Together with the sweet scent of the girl in the room, it created a particularly seductive and doting atmosphere.
He sat back down and stretched out his long arm, wrapping Song Yaoyao with the blanket and placing her on his lap.
His large palm patted her back gently. "I'll make an exception this time. Go to sleep."
Hearing his command, Song Yaoyao couldn't help but curl her lips, like a little fox who had succeeded in having an affair. She nodded obediently and stopped fooling around.
"Goodnight, brother ~"
This time, it was really goodnight.
After a long day of torment, Song Yaoyao was already sleepy. In her dream, there was a majestic snowy mountain. As far as the eye could see, there was a cold wind and snow, and everything was covered in silver.
She complained in her dream, "It's so cold."
Almost instantly, the winter snow melted, and tender seedlings emerged from the dark ground. Song Yaoyao watched as the seedlings sprouted and grew.
In an instant, the surroundings were filled with flowers and green grass.
It was like a fairyland.
Then, the snowy mountain melted, and the water was actually hot. Song Yaoyao was washed into a huge hot spring pool. In the midst of the mist, there was a tall figure sitting …
Our baby Yaoyao is still young, and brother is a gentleman.
Cough …
Come, let me stew some meat in your dream.
(End of chapter)
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