Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Her eyes were watery and her body was restless.

One glance and it was clear what she was thinking.

Huo Yunque stopped. Caught off guard, Song Yaoyao ran into him.

She cried out in pain and covered her nose as tears began to fall.

"Gege!" she complained in a nasally voice.

Huo Yunque helplessly lifted the girl's head and analyzed her face carefully. He curled his finger and wiped a tear from the corner of her eye.

"So sensitive..."

His fingers crossed the bridge of her straight nose, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Song Yaoyao, do you know what it means to push one's limits?"

Song Yaoyao blushed as she held back her tears.

"No!"

She tried to look serious: I don't know anything and I don't understand anything.

Huo Yunque narrowed his eyes and leaned forward.

He lowered his voice to a volume that only someone nearby could hear. "I can let you push your limits, but..."

"But what?"

"Give me a kiss and I will let you see me dance again.

"Kiss me twice and I will let you see it for the rest of your life..."

There was a carefree look in the man's eyes. His long eyelashes lowered and reflected in his pupils. They were clear and focused; all his attention was placed on her.

Song Yaoyao was undeniably moved.

She lifted her head and looked around like a thief. When she saw that there was no one around, she placed her hands on Huo Yunque's shoulders. The man's lips curved and he cooperated by leaning over.

She stood on her tiptoes and quickly placed a peck on his lips.

Just as she was about to retreat, the man's lips gently pressed against hers.

It was light like a water strider gliding across the surface of a lake; a normal kiss that did not contain any sexual desires.

Song Yaoyao's eyes opened wide shyly and her feathery eyelashes fluttered.

Huo Yunque pinched her cheek. "Giving and receiving."

That again...

Song Yaoyao couldn't help but think: based on Gege's logic, if they kept giving and receiving then it would be an endless cycle.

From a distance, a boy approached with his hands in his pockets and quietly watched this scene. The twinkle in his eyes immediately disappeared. 

He twitched his lips and mumbled, "F*ck!"

Meanwhile, someone was calling him.

"Ningxi, let's chat..."

Huo Ningxi turned his head and looked at the girl's beautiful face. "Okay," he shrugged indifferently.

...

By the time the festival ended, it was almost 11pm. The girls all headed into the changerooms together.

At that moment, Song Yaoyao and Huo Yunque walked out hand-in-hand and ran straight into them.

The man was dressed in a black suit with a long coat on the outside, making him look classy and refined. He was like a movie star who had jumped off the screen...

No, he was better-looking than a movie star!

The girls who had only been exposed to the rough guys at school, immediately blushed.

Their eyes darted. They wanted to look at him, but they were too afraid.

Ahhh, so handsome!

For a short moment, Song Yaoyao wished she had the ability to shrink and enlarge things. That way, she could shrink Gege and place him in her pocket so these people wouldn't be able to look at him!

"Gege, hurry!"

Song Yaoyao grabbed Huo Yunque's hand and started jogging away.

Of course...

In everyone's eyes, Song Yaoyao was the only one who was jogging...

The man strode calmly as though he was on a casual stroll.

No one noticed the way that he looked gently and dotingly at the girl.

When two lovers liked each other, they had the same vibe.

Just a simple smile or glance was enough to make people envy.