Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

The man was wearing a gray-blue shirt with a dark brown checkered sweater vest. On someone else, these clothes would have looked old and unstylish.

But on this man, it perfectly highlighted his noble presence.

He was like a smart gentleman from the middle ages, bowing politely.

If the time wasn't right, one would think they had time-traveled to that strict yet romantic time period.

Song Yaoyao's face slowly heated up. As she looked at Huo Yunque's noble and cold face, she couldn't help but think about the previous night...

The girl looked obviously shy, but she stubbornly pretended to be angry and unwilling to listen.

Huo Yunque sighed, grabbed her hand, and gently placed a kiss on the back of it. 

"You..."

Song Yaoyao quickly pulled back her hand like she had touched something hot.

Her eyes darted and the ends turned red. She looked particularly attractive.

"You're not allowed to kiss me!" She pouted as she stomped her feet.

"It's a good morning kiss."

Huo Yunque's lips curved and he chuckled.

Song Yaoyao almost surrendered as she looked into his smiling eyes.

She quickly closed the door and said, "I need to wash up!"

Bang!

As the door slammed in his face, Huo Yunque was surprised, but he quickly burst into laughter.

When Uncle Zhang walked upstairs, this was the scene he was met with.

He asked worriedly, "Master Huo, did you anger Miss Song?"

"I think so..."

The man smiled casually as he gently knocked on the girl's door. "I'll wait downstairs then. Don't take too long."

After saying this, he walked downstairs in a poised manner, leaving Uncle Zhang staring at the closed door worriedly.

Sigh...

These two were definitely arguing. Even though the Master was high and mighty, he was still a normal person when it came to love.

If the couple fought, would the Master willingly yield?

Miss Song was delicate and young.

According to Uncle Zhang, it was only right for him to go easy on her!

But the truth was, Uncle Zhang had been overthinking things.

Inside the room...

All the drawers and closets in the walk-in wardrobe were open and the sofa was covered in clothes.

Inside, there were clothes from the latest season. Only clothes that Song Yaoyao had carefully selected were found inside this wardrobe.

But now that she was looking at all these clothes, Song Yaoyao was flustered.

"What do I do? What do I do?" .

She grabbed her hair as she paced back and forth. There were so many options that she was having decidophobia.

This was her first time on a date with Gege during the day. Of course...

Ahem, she couldn't look ugly, right?

"Should I wear pants or a skirt?"

Song Yaoyao held a pair of white pants in one hand and a pleated skirt in the other. Which one was better?

The pleated skirt had a woolen texture. It was red and white checkered, mixed with silver thread which looked shiny in the light. It was perfect for the new year.

Song Yaoyao compared the two and finally made a decision!

She found a red sweater and a shirt with a cute collar. Just as she took off her pajamas and glanced at the mirror inadvertently, Song Yaoyao froze.

In the mirror, the girl's skin was fair as jade, and underneath the light, it looked almost transparent.. But, at that moment, from her neck down to her stomach, red marks dotted her body like stars.