Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 749: What Are You Begging For? You…

Translator: Yunyi

Song Yaoyao: “…”

In the end, Huo Yunque didn’t take it off. He wore the headband all the way through the market.

The two of them played along the way. When they finished all the food in their hands, they arrived at the God of Love’s Temple.

There was a huge ancient tree at the entrance of the temple. It was so thick that it took a few people to hug it. There was a peach blossom forest around them. The small wooden boards hanging on the branches were blown by the wind, making a pleasant sound.

“Eh? is that Yaoyao?”

Tang Xinrou had just come out from the peach blossom forest. She looked at the petite girl pulling the man beside her to the temple. She couldn’t help but take a few more glances in curiosity.

“Maybe…”

An Feiran’s eyes curved, as he quietly held her hand.

“Didn’t you say you were going to have a drink? Let’s go.”

Tang Xinrou glanced at him but didn’t shake him off.

She followed An Feiran and turned her head to look back in the same direction. The two familiar figures had already disappeared from the crowd.

Tang Xinrou sighed, “Does love really make people change so much? The thing on Mr. Huo’s head just now…”

It didn’t fit his character at all!

An Feiran nodded and smiled like a little white rabbit.

“If you want to see it, I can wear it too. Tang Tang, do you want me to?”

Tang Xinrou’s face turned red. Her eyes sparkled and she was a little tempted.

However, she said stubbornly, “It’s so childish, I don’t want it!”

“That means yes…”

“Hey!”

Tang Xinrou glared at him angrily as An Feiran dragged her through the crowd.

The God of Love’s Temple was one of the most popular attractions on Luo Hua Island. Both singles and couples came here for a visit.

Even if they did not seek marriage, it was still good to see the scenery and the peach blossom forest.

Song Yaoyao and Huo Yunque lined up quietly. When they passed by the merit box, they stuffed some change into it.

“Gege, do you believe in this?”

Song Yaoyao stood very close to Huo Yunque. She covered her mouth quietly as she whispered.

“I guess so.” Huo Yunque raised his eyes.

“What do you mean? That means you don’t, right?” Song Yaoyao pouted and looked at him eagerly.

The girl’s eyes were very bright, and her eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the bridge of her nose. They twinkled like stars.

“It’s either a yes or a no. Gege, your answer is too insincere,” she complained softly. Most girls liked to be serious in this aspect.

Huo Yunque looked up and took a few steps forward with her in his arms. His voice was deep and pleasant, gentle and calm.

“How should I put it?” He paused and suddenly looked down. “Before I met you, I didn’t believe in it. After I met you, I did…”

He believed in fate and destiny.

But Huo Yunque believed in himself more.

“Aiya, Gege, you really are…”

Song Yaoyao covered her face and glanced at him shyly. “How many ridiculous books have you read…”

She muttered softly.

Fortunately, the number of tourists on this island was not very large, and the line in front was not long. Song Yaoyao and Huo Yunque waited for another ten minutes before it was finally their turn.

When asking for their fortune, the people at the temple would give them each a red string.

If they wanted a wooden token, they would have to buy it outside the temple.

Song Yaoyao put her palms together, cast aside all distracting thoughts, and closed her eyes to pray.

She did not notice that the man next to her did not pray. His eyes were filled with her figure.

A minute later, Song Yaoyao opened her eyes and turned to look at Huo Yunque immediately.

“Gege, what did you wish for?”

The staff next to her was too embarrassed to tell her that the gentleman next to her, who looked like he was not to be trifled with, did not wish for anything.