Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

"It's okay." Huo Yunque held her hands above her head with one hand. "No matter how much you've gone overboard, I'll forgive you—"

"Mm..."

As Song Yaoyap's lips were covered, she wondered if she was in the wrong position.

Since it was a punishment, shouldn't she be the one executing it?

But soon, all her consciousness was swallowed up by a scent that was as refreshing as a snowy mountain.

....

Song Yaoyao held her back as she sat up in bed.

She looked around and her mind went blank for a moment.

In a daze, she wrapped herself in the quilt. She was wearing her pajamas.

She stared blankly at the frosted glass in the bathroom. Who am I? Where am I? What have I done? Why am I so tired?

Countless questions circled Song Yaoyao's head.

While she was in a daze, the frosted glass door was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

Song Yaoyao: "..."

Unable to avoid the scene in front of her, she saw the man step out wearing only a towel.

His black hair was slightly moist, and water droplets brushed past his cheeks, leaving a faint trace of seduction.

Even though she had seen it a few times, Song Yaoyao had to admit that every time she saw her Gege, her heart would race.

What could she do? This was how hopeless she was.

It seemed, good-looks was her weakness. She had simply never met someone who struck her fancy before this.

Now that she did, she was going to let everyone know how shameless she could be.

"What a coincidence!" Huo Yunque walked out, picked up the shirt on the chair, and put it on.

"Ahem... Everything was an accident! I swear!"

Song Yaoyao's cheeks flushed red. She covered her eyes with her hands, but she could not help but peek through the gaps between her fingers.

She could understand why Huo Yunque was known as the person whom women wanted to marry the most and men envied the most. Just by standing there, he could make women crazy and men envious. His sexy body was comparable to that of a top male model's; his muscles were not overly exaggerated, and his lines and proportions were extremely attractive.

Moreover, he was outstandingly capable and wealthy...

Song Yaoyao could confidently say that not many women would be able to resist his temptation.

Sigh...

But what could they do?

Such an outstanding man was hers!

Today was another day of loving Gege~

Huo Yunque changed his clothes and walked over. He pulled away the hand that was covering her face and looked at her with a smirk. "If you want to see it, you can do it openly. Haven't you seen it before?"

"Gege!"

Song Yaoyao quickly dove under the covers like a loach, only revealing her dark eyes. She said sullenly, "How can you say such a thing?"

Huo Yunque liked seeing the desire in her eyes.

He curled his lips. His face was not red nor was he panting; he was calm and collected. "The desire for food and sex is a part of human nature, Student Song. It seems as though you didn't listen well during your biology class."

"I did!" Song Yaoyao puffed up her cheeks and retorted.

"You did?"

Huo Yunque pulled her out from under the covers. "Since you are awake, go downstairs and have breakfast. You can sleep later if you want to."

Song Yaoyao wriggled like a caterpillar, but she was still pulled up.

She was so angry that she raised her foot and kicked his leg. "I hate you, Gege."

"Oh."

Huo Yunque half-kneeled on the ground, held her little foot on his knee, and slowly put on her socks.

"It's okay, as long as I like you."

"You—"

Song Yaoyao glared at him and put her hands on her hips in anger. "Gege, why don't you play by the rules!"

"Don't move."

Huo Yunque gave her a look of warning, put on her socks, and went to the closet to get her clothes.

Although they did not live together, Song Yaoyao occasionally stayed in his room, so he kept a few of her clothes here.