Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Ding—

The phone that was thrown on the bed vibrated.

Song Yaoyao let out a breath and slowly unlocked it.

Seeing the conversation on the phone, the temperature on her face that had dropped earlier started to rise again.

And it grew hotter and hotter.

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Rourou: Precious, have you seen the gift? Do you like it?

Rourou: Trust my judgment! No matter how cold Mr. Huo is, when he sees you wearing this, he will definitely turn into a beast!

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Rourou: We have the right time and the right place. Now, all we need is the right people! Precious, be brave. Let’s go!

Rourou: Think about it, your Gege is so seductive that even my aunt, a married woman, can’t take her eyes off him when she sees him smile. If it were those unmarried girls, they would probably lose their souls!

Rourou: The sooner you get your stamp, the sooner you can enjoy yourself!

Rourou: But you have to take good care of yourself. I love you~ [KissKiss.jpg]

Thump!

Song Yaoyao quickly turned off her phone and threw it far away.

She patted her own face. Under the light, her small face was as bright as the morning sun, and her eyes were watery, as if she was filled with love.

She probably didn’t know how alluring she looked.

Tang Xinrou’s words had provoked Song Yaoyao. Every time she went out with Huo Yunque, there would always be girls secretly watching her Gege and even trying to secretly take photos!

Song Yaoyao believed that as long as they were given the chance, there would definitely be people who would pounce on him without hesitation.

There would never be a shortage of such people in this world.

She bit her lip so hard that it was almost dripping blood. She took a deep breath, and with the courage to risk everything, she pulled open the strap of her bathrobe..

…

Knock knock knock—

Knock knock knock—

Song Yaoyao knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside.

She was stunned for a moment, and her heart began to flinch.

But when she thought of her own goal, she clenched the edge of her bathrobe and gritted her teeth to open the door handle.

Click

The door opened.

Huo Yunque’s room door was never locked, just in case she was ever afraid at night and wanted to sneak over.

Now, it was convenient for Song Yaoyao.

Thump, thump, thump—

Every step was like stepping on her heart, and her heart beat violently.

Her throat was very dry, her face was red, and her head was dizzy.

Before she came, she had drunk half a bottle of red wine…

Now that she was drunk, Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and felt angry inside.

Who said that wine made one strong and courageous? It wasn’t reliable at all!

She was still scared now…

The room was quiet, and the first thing she looked at was the bed.

The dark blue bed was flat and neat, and there were no traces of sleeping. Under the warm yellow wall lamp, there were a few cute little dolls.

They were brought over by Song Yaoyao, who gave them each a nice name. Gege, your room is too dull, let me brighten it up for you!

Huo Yunque naturally let her be.

There were traces of her everywhere: her little slippers were beside the bed, and beside a white porcelain cup, there was a light pink porcelain cup.

It was hers.

And the book on the bedside table: the self-improvement of the director

It was one of the books she read every night.

Song Yaoyao kicked off her slippers and stepped onto the furry carpet, which used to be velvety. This had been changed after she moved in.

Because she always liked to run around barefoot, the furry carpet obviously felt better.

On the sofa, there was her usual blanket and a coat that she had forgotten to take with her last time.

Look…

She was like an arrogant and unreasonable intruder, tyrannically infusing the once strict and cold bedroom with her own aura bit by bit.