Chapter 919
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A child with each other's blood.
Huo Yunque held her hand and held it in his palm.
"Sleep."
"Aiya!"
Song Yaoyao was looking forward to the future with Huo Yunque, but she did not expect him to only want to sleep.
She was inexplicably angry as she glared at Huo Yunque's well-defined face through the darkness. "Huo Yunque! I'm talking to you seriously! "
She was not joking!
"Can you be more serious?"
The girl's voice was soft. Even when she was angry, she was still cute. Her angry tone did not last long and turned into one of grievance.
Huo Yunque sighed softly.
His large palm caressed her hair and combed it gently.
"Isn't it good to have just the two of us?"
"That's good too."
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and rubbed against his hand like a listless kitten. "But it's better to have a child."
Just like Tong Tong and Xiao Ye, it was a product of love.
Huo Yunque chuckled. "Is that so? I can treat you as my child. "
Song Yaoyao only saw the surface.
In fact, in Yi Ting's heart, a child would never be more important than Lin Shuang.
He was not a caring person. It was only because it was his child with Lin Shuang, not because he liked children.
Huo Yunque was different. Children were not part of his life plan.
"Aiya, you're so annoying!"
Song Yaoyao glared at him. Her face was burning.
"I'm talking about children with you!"
"Yes, I'm serious."
Song Yaoyao: "…"
She felt that she had been deceived by Huo Yunque's serious behavior in the beginning. What cold abstinence? It was all fake!
After they fell in love, Song Yaoyao felt that he was saying romantic words no matter what he said.
"No children, just the two of us, hmm?"
He didn't need anyone to share his love for Song Yaoyao. Tong Tong and Xiao Ye were enough to give Huo Yunque a headache. If it was his own child, Huo Yunque couldn't imagine it.
"But I really want it …"
Song Yaoyao sniffed and asked, "Gege, do you hate children?"
"Ugh …"
Perhaps?
He was really a person with very few feelings. He would not put too much of his feelings on that soft little thing that seemed like it would break at the slightest touch.
However — —
"Not really." Huo Yunque chuckled, his fingertips playing with her curly eyelashes. "For example, I like you very much."
"Hey!"
Song Yaoyao was speechless. "Brother!"
"Alright, let's change the topic. Why do you suddenly want children? You have to remember that you're only nineteen this year. "
"I just think that Tong Tong and Xiao Ye are very cute, and Sister Xia …" She suddenly paused and swallowed the rest of her words. "Then I suddenly remembered."
"So, Brother, do you like boys or girls?"
In the darkness, the little girl lay in the man's arms, so she didn't see his calm and unwavering eyes.
He said in a low voice, "As long as it's your child, I'll like it."
Song Yaoyao was satisfied. She curled her lips and complained, "What kind of answer is that? Brother, did you secretly copy the answer on the Internet again? "
Such a standard and cliché answer was simply a standard for men.
Huo Yunque's Adam's apple bobbed, and he chuckled.
"But I still like girls more."
"Ah? Why?! "
"Because of you."
"Ah … Ah, wait!"
The world spun, and Song Yaoyao suddenly fell onto the big bed.
Her little face was flushed, and her little hands were clutching the man's chest. She couldn't refuse or take the initiative.
"Wait, wait, this …"
Weren't they talking about children just now?
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