Chapter 934
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Do nothing.
Song Yaoyao's face was red and her eyes darted around like there were tears in them.
She quietly shrunk back into the blanket, hiding half of her face in it.
Only then did he let out a soft 'oh'.
Her abnormal behavior made Huo Yunque laugh. "Are you going to do something bad again?"
"I didn't!"
"Alright, I do."
Seeing her guilty look, Huo Yunque got up and walked towards the washroom.
The hem of his shirt was pulled out of his trousers and hung down casually.
"Gulp …"
Song Yaoyao swallowed her saliva and watched as Huo Yunque walked into the bathroom. Behind the frosted glass door, a tall figure could be vaguely seen.
He was a little nervous.
Song Yaoyao licked her lips. She was so nervous that her heart was thumping wildly.
She reached out and touched it. When she touched the delicate lace and ribbon, she retracted her hand.
Ahhhhh!!
Why did she do that!
Was it too late to change it now?
Her dark eyes stared unblinkingly at the frosted door of the bathroom as she quietly rolled to the side of the bed.
At this moment, there was another sound. Huo Yunque came out —
Song Yaoyao blacked out.
Her mind was blank. She could only see a man in a bathrobe with slightly damp black hair walking towards her.
He was as handsome as a god.
It's over, it's over. I can't make it!
"Where are you going?"
Huo Yunque bent down to pick her up. "Bathroom?"
"No, no, no, I …"
"Hmm?"
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows thoughtfully. He felt that something was wrong and was about to look down.
Song Yaoyao immediately rushed over and covered his eyes. "Don't look, don't look!"
It was pitch-black in front of him, but it made him even more lost in thought.
A low and raspy chuckle sounded in her ear, making it difficult for Song Yaoyao to breathe.
"You, you turn off the lights."
Huo Yunque seemed to have realized something. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and his sexy aura spread silently.
"I can't see."
Then, a small remote control was stuffed into his hand.
"Hurry up!"
"Yes."
He pressed the switch on the wall lamp and the room fell into darkness.
"Phew …"
Song Yaoyao exhaled softly. She was so nervous that she was about to die.
"Excuse me, Song Yaoyao, can you let go of me now?"
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At this point, Huo Yunque was certain what Song Yaoyao wanted to do.
"You're indeed, you're —"
"Don't say it!"
She was too Song Yaoyao
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Song Yaoyao's dark eyes widened in disbelief.
"Brother?"
"Yes?"
"You —" Sleep now?
"Be good. Sleep early."
He stretched out his long arm and pulled Song Yaoyao into his embrace. He rested his chin on her head and patted her slender back gently.
"Good night."
Song Yaoyao: "…"
Hey!
Are you really not going to do anything?
She stared, waiting for Huo Yunque Her Majesty to discover something.
In the end, she didn't see anything even when she fell asleep!
How infuriating! Why didn't this person play by the rules!
The next day, the sky was bright.
Huo Yunque Her Majesty was no longer beside her.
She got up in a daze. When she realized that she had changed into her usual pajamas, her sleepiness disappeared in an instant.
"What's going on!"
She scrambled out of bed and rushed into the cloakroom. In the mirror, she was wearing long-sleeved pink cotton pajamas. She looked dazed and stupid.
She was short and dressed so childishly.
(End of Chapter)
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