Chapter 742
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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Who's good-looking? You'd better be good-looking.
People were coming and going, and it seemed even livelier than during the day.
Song Yaoyao turned her head and saw Huo Yunque walking leisurely. His expression was very different from during the day. Perhaps it was because he had just woken up not long ago, so there was still a hint of satisfaction and laziness in his eyes.
Wrapped in his abstinent and cold temperament, he was so charming that she could die.
"Troublemaker!"
Song Yaoyao snorted and jogged back to grab his hand domineeringly.
"Brother, look, aren't those ladies pretty?"
She stretched out her hand and pointed at the beautiful girls dancing on the stage. They wore unique costumes and danced slowly with the cool sea breeze.
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and lowered his thin eyelids.
His lips curved. "They're pretty."
Song Yaoyao was just asking casually. Of course, she didn't want to hear a definite answer from Huo Yunque.
The girl's little face darkened. She gritted her little teeth and turned her head angrily. "You dare to look at other women? Do you think they're prettier than me? You- "
Her questioning voice became softer and softer. The man's deep and dark eyes were filled with laughter, like ripples on the surface of the water, spreading out in circles.
She looked up and clearly saw her own reflection in the man's eyes.
It was as if she was his whole world.
"You're pretty."
He repeated it again. His deep voice was like whiskey mixed with ice cubes in this kind of night, sexy and seductive.
Huo Yunque's eyes were so focused, as if there was no one else in his eyes other than Song Yaoyao.
His smile and gaze were like a gentle sea, enough to make Song Yaoyao drown in his eyes.
Song Yaoyao's heart thumped wildly. She hurriedly turned her little head, her eyes darting around, not daring to meet Huo Yunque's eyes.
She said stubbornly, "Of course I know I'm pretty!"
She snorted like a little pig, but in reality, the corners of her mouth were getting wider and wider. She couldn't hide her proud smile at all.
"What do you want to eat? My boyfriend is treating me. "
Huo Yunque laughed as he caressed her hair. His large palm took the initiative to hold her small hand, and he easily wrapped his hand around hers.
"Tsk —"
Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes and shook her wallet in disdain. "Don't pull out another black card later. You'll scare people and they'll think you're here to shoot an idol drama!"
He threw out his black card for no reason.
In addition, her brother's face did indeed have the qualifications to be the male lead of an idol drama.
"Cough."
Huo Yunque pressed his fist against his lips and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Song Yaoyao, Mr. Huo won't make the same mistake twice."
The two of them chatted as they walked along the beach path, attracting countless gazes along the way.
He didn't let go of Song Yaoyao's hand. He took out his wallet from his pocket and handed it to Song Yaoyao.
"Really?"
Song Yaoyao was skeptical. She opened the wallet with one hand and was speechless when she saw the wad of cash inside.
"Brother, you're not the male lead of an idol drama now. You're the nouveau riche."
Her small eyes were full of disdain and she rolled her eyes without giving him any face. Huo Yunque didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Then I don't mind being the nouveau riche for once. Let's go, girlfriend?"
He raised his eyebrows and was especially tolerant and doting.
Song Yaoyao followed his footsteps.
Everything that happened today was a novel experience for Huo Yunque.
They shuttled aimlessly through the night market on this small island. There were girls setting up stalls by the roadside, and there were flannels and jewelry boxes filled with all kinds of shiny jewelry.
(End of chapter)
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