Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby - Chapter 427
Chapter 427: Giving And Receiving
“Gege, you’re so mean!” Song Yaoyao pouted her lips and looked in the mirror. The flower on her forehead had been wiped off, and all that was left was a red mark. “I don’t like you anymore!”
“Really?” Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows.
“No.”
Song Yaoyao pressed her lips together in defeat.
“But I really liked it!”
“Why didn’t you dance?”
She had been practicing every single day, and because she had no foundation, she had put in a lot more effort than everyone else. Huo Yunque had witnessed it all, and he liked the girl who worked hard toward her goals.
But…she didn’t appear on the stage in the end.
All her efforts had gone to waste…
Song Yaoyao lay in Huo Yunque’s embrace like a koala. “My dress was ruined,” she mumbled.
Of course, she wanted to dance with everyone.
Whether it was attending class or other group activities, Song Yaoyao enjoyed them all. She had never experienced it in her previous life and she liked it.
“I was too careless. I knew there were people who hated me.”
Huo Yunque lowered his eyes and gently ran his fingers through the girl’s hair. His lips curved. “In that case, does Miss Song require the help of Mr. Huo?”
His voice was charming and deep with slight amusement.
But his eyes were sharp and cold.
“No!”
Song Yaoyao quickly refused. She pulled out a button-like item from her pocket and waved it in front of Huo Yunque’s eyes.
Her clear eyes were smug like a sly little fox’s. “I have this!”
Huo Yunque took a glance and smiled.
“A pinhole camera? Who did you get this from?”
“Huo Jiu!”
Song Yaoyao grinned and placed the pinhole camera back in her pocket as she hugged the man’s hip coquettishly. “I can resolve this matter on my own~”
Huo Yunque accidentally treated her like someone who couldn’t do anything on her own because he had his own views on love.
But he was going to let the girl do as she pleased. As long as her safety wasn’t threatened, he was not going to step in.
After all, even if she was to tear the sky down, he had the ability to mend it for her.
He leaned against the drawers in a doting manner, allowing the girl to whine in his arms.
“Song Yaoyao.”
“Huh?”
Song Yaoyao lifted her head and blinked. “What~”
“Dance for me…”
The man looked into her eyes quietly. Song Yaoyao could not understand the deep look in his eyes.
It was inexplicably filled with passion.
“I…” Song Yaoyao’s cheeks were red. “I don’t dance well.”
Her dancing was particularly bad in front of this man. After all, he was practically her teacher.
The singing outside stopped and an applause sounded.
Huo Yunque removed his coat and placed it on her like he was dressing a doll. He then grabbed her wrist and walked out.
The man was tall, strong, and well-proportioned.
His pleasant voice sounded above her. “Song Yaoyao, do you understand the concept of giving and receiving?”
Huo Yunque’s words immediately drew Song Yaoyao’s memory back to a certain night: the quick drumbeats, the cold man with his slightly undone shirt, and the dance which flowed with the music. His every muscle was perfectly shaped; sexy and powerful.
Song Yaoyao’s throat went dry, and she licked her lips. “In that case, Gege, can you promise to dance for me again?”
Song Yaoyao made a promise to herself. This time, she was going to prepare her phone so she could record Gege’s dance! Then, she was going to hide under her covers and secretly watch it.
