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Chapter 499

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It's okay. I like you.

"It's okay." Huo Yunque held her hands with one hand and placed them above her head. "No matter how much you cross the line, I'll forgive you —"

"Ugh …"

Song Yaoyao's lips were blocked. She wondered if she had placed herself in the wrong position.

Since it was a punishment? Shouldn't she be the one doing it?

But very quickly, her consciousness was swallowed up by the clear smell that seemed to come from the snowy mountains.



Song Yaoyao sat up on the bed with her hands on her waist.

She looked around, her mind blank for a moment.

She sat on the bed blankly with the quilt in her pajamas.

She stared blankly at the frosted glass of the bathroom. Who am I? Where am I? What have I done? Why am I so tired?

Countless question marks swirled above Song Yaoyao's head.

Just as she was in a daze, the frosted glass door was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

Song Yaoyao: "…"

Then, she couldn't help but see the man wrapped only in a towel.

His black hair was slightly moist, and water droplets streaked across his cheeks, leaving behind shallow water stains.

Even though she had seen him several times, Song Yaoyao had to admit that every time she saw her brother, her heart would race.

There was nothing he could do about it. He was just that useless.

It turned out that she was a sucker for looks. It was just that she had never met anyone who could move her heart before.

If they really met, then Song Yaoyao would let everyone know that as the ultimate face dog, she had no bottom line!

"What a coincidence!" Huo Yunque walked out, picked up the shirt on the chair and put it on.

"Cough … Everything was an accident! I swear! "

Song Yaoyao blushed. She covered her eyes with her hands, but couldn't help peeking through the gaps between her fingers.

She could understand why Huo Yunque was called the man that women wanted to marry the most and men envied the most. Just by standing there, he could make women go crazy and men envious. His sexy body was comparable to that of a top male model. His muscles were not too exaggerated, and he had extremely beautiful lines and proportions.

Coupled with his outstanding abilities and the wealth he possessed —

Song Yaoyao dared to say that not many women could resist his temptation.

Sigh …

But what could he do?

Such an outstanding man was hers!

Today was also a day of loving her brother ~

Huo Yunque changes his clothes and comes over. He pulls off her hand that pretends to cover her face and squints at her with a smile. "If you want to see it, you can see it openly. Haven't you seen it before?"

"Brother!"

With a whoosh, she burrowed under the blanket like a loach, only revealing a pair of dark eyes. She said in a muffled voice, "How can you say such a thing!"

Huo Yunque liked it when she was lustful but lacked the courage to do so.

His face was not red and he was not out of breath. He was calm and composed. "It's human nature to eat and lust. Student Song Yaoyao, it seems like you didn't pay attention during your biology class."

"I didn't!" Song Yaoyao puffed up her cheeks and retorted.

"You did."

Huo Yunque pulled her out from under the blanket. "Since you're awake, go downstairs and have breakfast. If you want to sleep, you can sleep later."

Song Yaoyao wriggled twice like a caterpillar, but she was still pulled up.

She was so annoyed that she lifted her foot and kicked his leg. "You're so annoying, brother."

"Oh —"

Huo Yunque half-knelt on the ground, held her small foot and placed it on his knee. He slowly put on a sock for her.

"It's okay. It's okay as long as I like you."

"You —"

Song Yaoyao glared at him and angrily put her hands on her hips. "Brother, why don't you play by the rules!"

"Don't move."

Huo Yunque gave her a warning glance. After putting on the sock for her, he turned around and went to the closet to get clothes.

Although the two of them did not live together, Song Yaoyao would occasionally stay in his room. He kept a few sets of her clothes here.

(End of chapter)

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