Chapter 549
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To be in the same room
"Cough …"
Tang Xinrou rubbed her nose. She felt that she shouldn't have come!
What was she worried about? Was he worried that she hadn't been tortured enough by these two?
"Um … Yaoyao, Mr. Huo, I'll wait for you downstairs!"
With that, she turned around and ran out of the bedroom as if there was a wolf chasing after her.
Song Yaoyao blinked her eyes and looked at Huo Yunque innocently.
"There's no one now."
"Ah? Ah —! "
Before Song Yaoyao could react, her body was lifted into the air.
She quickly grabbed Huo Yunque's shirt and shook her head. "No, no! We'll be seen! "
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and walked out.
"No one dares to look."
His voice was magnetic and hoarse, as if it was only natural.
Song Yaoyao pouted, speechless.
Her little face was tense as she leaned her head against his chest. Her pair of black and clear eyes were darting around as if she was afraid that she would meet someone along the way.
Fortunately, she arrived at the dining hall safely. Along the way, she did not meet a single servant.
Even when she woke up every day, Uncle Zhang, who was guarding downstairs, had disappeared without a trace.
Song Yaoyao was stunned. She touched her burning face and murmured, "Something's wrong …"
Why was the house so quiet today?
A faint smile flashed across the man's eyes. He placed Song Yaoyao on the chair and calmly said, "Let's eat."
The prepared soup was placed in front of her. "Drink a few mouthfuls first to warm your stomach."
"Got it!"
Song Yaoyao glared at him. Her waist was extremely sore. She sat in the chair as if she had no bones and kept falling.
A large palm silently pressed against her lower back. The palm was boiling hot as it massaged her with a moderate amount of force, just enough to relieve the soreness and discomfort.
The young girl exhaled silently. While drinking her soup, she peeked at Tang Xinrou.
He was afraid that she would find out.
"Rourou, you eat too."
"Oh, oh, alright!"
Tang Xinrou and Song Yaoyao looked at each other. However, there was a big Buddha sitting next to her, which made Tang Xinrou look like a frightened quail. She shrunk her neck and did not even dare to breathe.
When he heard Song Yaoyao's words, it was as if he had received an order.
He mechanically picked up his chopsticks and stuffed something into his mouth.
She did not understand. She had only come to see if Song Yaoyao was doing well. She had no intention of having dinner with the Huo family.
Why did it become like this?
In Tang Xinrou's eyes, the man's manners were elegant and he was taking care of Song Yaoyao. The most tender meat was always on Song Yaoyao's plate.
There was clearly no intimate interaction, not even any communication or eye contact throughout the entire process.
It was just one feeding and the other eating.
However, Tang Xinrou felt like she was being ostracized. She was like a lonely, unloved single dog who was watching others live happily.
This feeling was really f * cking heart-wrenching!
After enduring the meal with much difficulty, Huo Yunque personally sent Song Yaoyao back. After he left, Tang Xinrou finally heaved a sigh of relief.
She looked at the door and snuggled up to Song Yaoyao. "Yaoyao, Mr. Huo probably won't come back, right?"
Song Yaoyao was nestled on the bed with a pen in her hand. When she heard this, she glanced at her.
"Do you want him to come back?"
"Bah! I don't want that at all! " Tang Xinrou rolled her eyes. She cupped her face and looked at Song Yaoyao's delicate and beautiful face. It was as if she had bloomed overnight. "Do you think I'm like you? One look from Mr. Huo can scare me to death, let alone being in the same room with him. It's scary just thinking about it! "
(End of chapter)
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