Chapter 92
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The girl's voice was trembling, but she had to pretend that she was not afraid of anything.
The man's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed his laughter.
He smiled and nodded. "Mm, I need it."
Song Yaoyao's eyes lit up and she seemed to heave a sigh of relief. She tugged at his clothes and said coquettishly, "I knew Brother would need it! Thunder and all that, it's too scary … "
She wrinkled her nose and her lips were pale.
She looked pitiful and adorable.
Huo Yunque's thin eyelids drooped as he glanced at her bare feet. Her toes were round and pink, and they were curled up because of the cold floor.
He frowned. "Go back and put on your shoes."
As soon as he said that, there was another series of thunder.
"Wahhh …"
Song Yaoyao was so scared that she almost cried. She hugged the man's arm and shook her head frantically. "No!"
She sobbed as if she would cry immediately if Huo Yunque forced her again.
Tsk …
So delicate.
Huo Yunque shook his head and suddenly bent down to lift her up with one arm.
The girl sat in his arms as if he was carrying a child. She was wearing pink velvet pajamas with a lace collar. Her black hair reached her waist and her small face was exquisite and bright. If she had not hugged the man's neck in fear, people might have thought that she was a large doll.
"Brother …"
"If you make any more requests, I'll throw you back."
Huo Yunque strode forward. His room was at the other end of the corridor. As he liked to be quiet, the surrounding area was his private territory.
The man's room was huge and empty.
It was gray and white in color and was made of solid wood.
There were almost no electronic products in the room. There were a few foreign books by the bedside and it looked monotonous and simple.
The man bent down and put Song Yaoyao on the bed. His voice was low and hoarse. "Sleep."
Song Yaoyao did not let go. She was still hugging his neck and looking at him with her big eyes. She opened her mouth and asked softly, "Brother, aren't you going to sleep?"
His pitch-black eyes shone like stars.
Huo Yunque bowed slightly. His expression didn't change, and he still looked as calm as ever.
He slowly extended his hand and bent his fingers.
Suddenly, he flicked her forehead.
"Ow!" Song Yaoyao covered her forehead and howled.
Huo Yunque stood up and looked down at her condescendingly. He wanted to laugh but didn't.
"How can you have so many messy thoughts at such a young age? Go to sleep. "
He took off his bathrobe and threw it on the black sofa beside him.
He casually pulled out a book and turned around.
As expected, the corner of his clothes was pulled.
The little girl's eyes were red. "Brother, can you sit here with me?"
Huo Yunque laughed. He flipped through the book and asked, "Aren't you going to accompany me?"
"I …"
Song Yaoyao was speechless. Her cheeks blushed and her eyes flickered.
"Alright, let's sleep."
He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled up the blanket with one hand. He wrapped Song Yaoyao into a cocoon.
"Then you —"
"Mm?"
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows. His slender fingers pressed against her lips. "You can sleep now or go back to your room to sleep. Understand?"
His tone was serious and his gaze was deep.
Song Yaoyao knew that he was not joking. She instantly shrunk under the blanket, only revealing a pair of dark almond eyes. She stole a glance at him and quickly closed them.
Her soft voice was filled with caution. "I-I'm asleep!"
"Cough …"
Huo Yunque smiled and shook his head silently.
Outside the window, the rain was pouring down. Lightning and thunder roared.
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