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Chapter 634

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You're mine. All of you.

This was her fiancé. What was wrong with her being close to him?

Breaking the law?!

Yes! That was the logic!

Song Yaoyao was like an angry and hungry little lion, fiercely pouncing forward.

When the man was caught off guard, she bit his Adam's apple.

In the darkness, the man's ink-colored eyes rippled with circles of ripples.

A smile appeared on his lips.

She already knew the answer, but she still asked, "Song Yaoyao, you're crossing the line …"

Song Yaoyao snorted coldly. Even though she was in the wrong, she was still strong.

"When did I cross the line? This place is mine! That's mine too! They're all mine! I can do whatever I want! "

"Cough …"

She was really arrogant and cute.

Huo Yunque nodded. "Yes, they're all yours."

Her voice was as gentle as water, striking directly at his heart.

The night was long, and there seemed to be wind blowing the curtains in the bedroom, gently swaying.

"Don't move!"

"Be quiet!"

"You, you're not allowed to speak again!"

The young girl's voice was soft and nasal, so sweet that it could seep out honey.

The man laughed hoarsely. "Yes, Your Majesty —"



When she woke up the next day, Song Yaoyao sat at the dining table in a daze, recalling the 'past'.

Her mind was in a daze, and her mind was filled with broken fragments. It took her a lot of effort to organize these fragments.

He frowned and was about to find fault with her.

Suddenly, she was fed a mouthful of strawberry cake. It was sweet and soft, and her favorite flavor filled her mouth.

In an instant, Song Yaoyao's unhappiness was soothed.

"Oh, I want more!"

She opened her mouth, waiting to be fed.

The man propped up his cheek with one hand and sat lazily beside the girl. The spoon in his hand was pitifully small, and he would feed it from time to time.

Looking at the young girl's satisfied face, her eyes were curved like the bright moon. The dimples on his cheeks sunk in. How delicious was it?

Huo Yunque's interest was piqued. "Is it delicious?"

Song Yaoyao nodded heavily. Her whole body was filled with sweetness. "It's delicious! It's sweet ~ "

"Oh? Let me have a taste? "

Song Yaoyao hesitated for a moment and gestured with her little hand. "Then just a little —"

After all, if she wanted to eat cake, she had to obtain the approval of a tyrannical emperor. It was not easy at all.

"Alright."

Song Yaoyao cut a piece with a small spoon and handed it over. "Here …"

Huo Yunque curled his lips and slowly inched closer.

His gaze fell on the girl's lips that were stained with cream.

Song Yaoyao handed it forward.

However, in the next second —

The man avoided the cake she handed over, big palm suddenly clasped the back of her head, thin lips.

Once they touched, they separated.

Song Yaoyao held a small spoon and sat in the chair in a daze.

The man had already calmly returned to his seat and continued to rest his chin on his hand. His shirt was half-rolled up, and the muscles on his forearms were firm and powerful.

He was elegant and dignified, as if everything that happened just now was just Song Yaoyao's dream.

She knocked her head and glared at him angrily. "Brother! You tricked me again! "

"Hur …"

Huo Yunque stroked the corner of his lips with his index finger and smiled mischievously.

"It's indeed very sweet."

Boom —

Song Yaoyao quickly lowered her head, and a blush spread quickly on her little face.

In terms of shamelessness, she could only sigh at her inferiority!

"I don't want to talk to you anymore."

She turned around and started to eat the strawberry cake angrily.

She was as childish as a child.

"I see …" Huo Yunque lowered his eyelids and tapped the table lightly. "I was thinking of rewarding a certain little friend with half a piece of strawberry cake tonight for her hard work. Since that's the case …"

"No! I'm not angry at all! "

Song Yaoyao turned around like a coward, raised her hands above her head, and smiled like a flower.

"Brother Saranghe! I love Brother so much, Brother Muacks! "

(End of Chapter)

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