Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Li Sinian's smile deepened, and he felt comfortable from head to toe. He hugged Yu Sitian and got into the car. "Good girl, let's go. We won't be going back to school tonight. Let's go to a hotel. I'll take you shopping tomorrow!"

Although he didn't have much power, he still had money in his hands. It wouldn't be a problem for him to buy a bag worth a few hundred thousand yuan.

Yu Sitian silently curled her lips and leaned over to kiss him. "Thank you, my dear."

That's right, this was supposed to be a transaction. Talking about relationships would only hurt the money!

Now, as long as she could climb up the ladder and earn enough money to repay her parents and brother, everything would be worth it!

...

"Gege?"

The bedroom was pitch black. Song Yaoyao kicked off her shoes and stepped on the carpet barefoot.

The moonlight shone in from the balcony, illuminating the empty room.

Huo Yunque was nowhere to be seen.

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Song Yaoyao felt her way to the balcony. On the black leather sofa, there was indeed a tall figure lying down.

There was only a vague outline with his back to her. She did not know if he was sleeping or not.

Usually, she would not feel it, but the moment she saw him, she felt her longing surge like a tidal wave.

"Gege, why aren't you sleeping on the bed?"

She didn't turn on the lights and sneaked over.

Just as she was about to approach him, she kicked something under her foot. Her foot hurt and she toppled forward.

Before she fell, Song Yaoyao was actually more concerned about falling on top of Huo Yunque.

But the first thing to fall was tears.

Song Yaoyao held back her tears and fell into a warm and broad embrace.

"Why didn't you turn on the lights?"

Huo Yunque's voice was hoarse, lower than usual.

There was a sense of vulnerability that was almost unnoticeable if one did not listen carefully.

"Huhu... my foot hurts..."

Song Yaoyao exhaled small mouthfuls of air. Teardrops fell, completely out of her control.

She curled up her toes, and her scalp felt numb.

When she cried, the tip of her nose was red, as if she had been bullied.

Sigh...

A low sigh sounded in her ear.

Huo Yunque carried her up, and the warm yellow chandelier gently shone down.

Song Yaoyao's eyes hurt, and she buried her head into his arms.

"It hurts so much."

She acted coquettishly, and her soft voice was nasally.

It was so pitiful.

"Sit down."

Huo Yunque helped her sit down. He lifted the blanket and kneeled down on one knee to support her little foot.

Song Yaoyao pouted with tears in her eyes. "Have you taken your medicine? Is it serious? Why are you lying on the sofa instead of resting properly? If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have hurt my foot! It's all your fault!" she complained with tears in her eyes. She was clearly concerned, but it sounded like she was acting coquettishly.

"Yes, it's all my fault."

Huo Yunque held her little face and wiped away the tears on her face with his thumb. Then, he lowered his head and slowly pressed his thin lips against her eyes.

Heat fell upon her eyes, and Song Yaoyao instinctively shrank back.

"Gege, your lips are so hot..."

Her voice was soft and gentle. She pushed him away and put her little hand on his forehead.

It was slightly hot.

"You've got a fever."

"Yes."

Huo Yunque replied in a low voice. There was a smile in his dark eyes.

"Go take your medicine." Song Yaoyao pushed him again.

If Huo Yunque wasn't still holding her foot, Song Yaoyao would have gone to fetch some Chinese medicine to boil for him.

Fortunately, they still had Liu Yu at home who was highly skilled in medicine.

As soon as she finished speaking, her body fell into another embrace.

Song Yaoyao was stunned for a moment and gently wrapped her arms around Huo Yunque's waist.

Thus, under the gentle light, one sat while the other stood. The scene was as beautiful as a painting.

"My medicine has returned."