Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Song Yaoyao’s fair-skinned cheeks flushed red as she regained her vigor.

Last night was the first time that Uncle Zhang had seen the girl ill. Even though she was crying, she did not make a sound as she shrunk into the Master’s arms, looking pitiful.

“I slept well! But judging by your tired expression, it doesn’t look like you did,” she said worriedly as she rested her head in her hands.

Huo Ningxi sneered. “I wonder who was the one who created all that drama last night.

“What did you say?” Song Yaoyao was confused.

Uncle Zhang smiled. “Miss Song, you may not remember because you were ill last night, but the Master stayed by your side all night. He only returned to his room when the sun began to rise!”

“Gege?”

Song Yaoyao was taken aback for a moment before her eyes turned red.

She stood up and threw herself into the man’s arms. “Why didn’t you tell me, Gege? I didn’t know~”

Huo Yunque’s expression remained unchanged. He calmly wrapped his arm around her and glanced at Uncle Zhang casually.

“Bigmouth.”

“Sigh.”

Uncle Zhang couldn’t hide his smile. Slapping himself pretentiously, he said, “Please forgive me, Sir. I spoke out of line.”

“No, you didn’t! If Uncle Zhang didn’t tell me, I wouldn’t have known that Gege kept me company all night!”

Song Yaoyao pouted as she touched the man’s eyes. “Gege, must be exhausted. Gege, you could have just shared the bed with me. I wouldn’t have minded!”

“Pfff…Ack ack ack…”

Huo Ningxi almost choked to death. Rolling his eyes, he struggled to catch his breath.

Song Yaoyao was certainly brave!

You might not mind, but my Small Uncle minds!

“I’m not tired.”

Huo Yunque’s voice was calm as he patted her shoulder. “Behave and eat properly.”

“Okay…”

Song Yaoyao pouted and obediently sat back down.

Before she ate much, she suddenly remembered something. Her eyes glowed and she snuck a glance at the man.

“What do you want to say?”

The man lowered his eyes, skimmed the tea leaves in his cup, and questioned her without lifting his head.

Song Yaoyao blushed. “Gege, I had a dream last night.”

The man took a sip of his fragrant tea and raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”

“I dreamed that you kissed me.”

Song Yaoyao patted her cheeks, trying to lower her temperature. The joy in her eyes could not be hidden.

“I think you kissed my eyes and my lips.”

She pointed at her eyes and lips, and said in confusion, “I also think you kissed…”

Hehe.

Song Yaoyao was embarrassed by her own dream and started laughing in a silly matter.

“Ahem.”

Huo Yunque calmly put down his teacup and stood up.

“Children shouldn’t have strange thoughts. Remember to take your medicine,” he said as he started walking out. “Uncle Zhang, prepare the car.”

“Yes, Sir!”

Uncle Zhang immediately nodded, but there was a slight smirk on his face.

Song Yaoyao humphed. “But it felt so real!”

She thought her Gege had actually kissed her, but it was really just a dream…

Song Yaoyao was clearly disappointed.

Huo Ningxi’s eyes darted. He had sensed that his Small Uncle wanted to leave and pursed his lips. His emotions were complicated. Could Song Yaoyao have told the truth?

Also, Uncle Zhang must know something.

He quickly finished his food. “Song Yaoyao, hurry. You’re always so slow. Are you a turtle?”

Song Yaoyao swayed her legs, pouted her lips, and blew on her food. Only then did she slowly finish the last mouthful.

Huo Ningxi: “…”

F*ck!

The Huo Manor was ridiculously quiet today. As the two left the house, they noticed Huo Qi was still cleaning the courtyard.

“Uncle Zhang,” Huo Ningxi called back Uncle Zhang who was walking around. “Why is Huo Qi cleaning? Where are the helpers?” he asked curiously.