Chapter 543
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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
I'll give you everything you want, including my life.
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and watched her movements calmly with narrowed eyes.
His hand finally landed on the bathrobe belt around her waist.
The girl's hand was cold and trembling. She was obviously very nervous.
She observed the man's reaction as she moved.
However, she found that his expression was calm, and even his breathing was regular.
This discovery made her feel a little disappointed. When she saw his reaction, her originally tense emotions were like a dam that was on the verge of collapsing, instantly bursting.
Tears gushed out of her eyes, and her eyelashes trembled. Her tears were like broken beads, falling down.
They hit the back of the man's hand, splashing water.
Huo Yunque sighed and shook his head. He wiped her tears helplessly and lovingly.
"Why are you crying?"
"Boohoo … I … Burp!"
Song Yaoyao burped. Her nose was red from crying, and her eyelashes were wet.
She was so pitiful.
Huo Yunque was sober by her crying, and his heart ached. He hugged her and patted her back as if he was coaxing a child.
The girl nestled in his arms, and no matter how he coaxed her, she couldn't stop crying.
"Don't cry anymore, okay?"
"Boohoo …"
Song Yaoyao sobbed, and her voice was hoarse. She was like a sick cat, and her face was red from crying.
However, she wasn't crying loudly. Instead, she was sobbing weakly with a nasal voice, and she would burp from time to time. She was delicate and soft, and her crying made one's heart melt.
Huo Yunque took the blanket beside her and wrapped it around her. He lowered his head and touched her forehead. The two of them were very close.
"Don't cry. I'll give you whatever you want, okay?"
Song Yaoyao's eyes were red, and her wet eyelashes brushed against the man's nose. "R-Really?"
"Yes …"
Huo Yunque didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He doted on her but couldn't do anything about it.
"As long as you don't cry, I'll give you anything you want. I'll even give you my life. Do you want it?"
Song Yaoyao sobbed, her voice soft and nasal. "Yes …"
"Heh …"
Huo Yunque shook his head and laughed. A low and hoarse laugh overflowed from his thin lips.
Song Yaoyao blushed. After crying for a while, she felt a lot better.
She sat up slightly, firmly held the man's hand, and pulled open the belt of the bathrobe.
The bathrobe opened to both sides —
The thin dress underneath was revealed. It was made of white gauze and covered her body in a hazy manner, as if it was draped in a layer of bright moonlight.
The collar and skirt were pink, and the buttons were pearls.
Huo Yunque was slightly taken aback. Then, his face darkened and he reached out to pull up his robe.
"Where did the clothes come from?"
Song Yaoyao didn't dare to look into his eyes. She wriggled and refused to let him have his way. She struggled and took off the entire bathrobe. She lost her temper and immediately grabbed it and threw it far away.
Huo Yunque looked at the pink bathrobe hanging on the screen a few meters away.
He felt that he would die in the hands of this girl sooner or later.
He lowered his eyebrows and said in a displeased voice, "Song Yaoyao, put on your clothes."
"I don't want to!"
Song Yaoyao's eyes quickly welled up with tears. She stubbornly pulled a long face and allowed the tears to swirl in her eyes.
She was shy to begin with. It took almost all of her courage to do such a thing.
But look, what was his reaction?
"Song Yaoyao!"
Huo Yunque's voice was deep and cold. He wrapped her petite body tightly with the blanket and warned, "I'll say it again. Go and change your clothes."
Song Yaoyao was afraid of him. When he became serious, Song Yaoyao was so frightened that she shrank back.
(End of Chapter)
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