Mrs. Huo Is A Crybaby [Book 2]

Chapter 303 - Call Me Father

Translator: Yunyi

Huo Yunque took two painkillers and furrowed his brows. "Are you feeling aggrieved?"

"No! I'm not!" Song Yaoyao said, shaking her head like it was a rattle.

But the more she acted like this, the more abnormal she seemed.

Huo Yunque furrowed his brows. He didn't expect Song Yaoyao to act so abnormally. Was it became she was thinking about...

"If you don't tell me, I will ask Huo Jiu."

Song Yaoyao covered her mouth and continued to shake her head.

"Errr..."

Do you miss me?

These words hung in Huo Yunque's tongue but he swallowed them back. He narrowed his eyes and studied the girl.

A beam of light shone down from the ceiling and covered Song Yaoyao's body. She was dressed in a milky white set of pajamas and her face was strangely red.

The two people looked at each other without saying anything.

After a long time...

The girl sat cross-legged on her bed and wrinkled her face. In an extremely quiet voice, she asked, "Gege, can you forget what happened yesterday?"

Huo Yunque realized what she was talking about and broke down in laughing.

So, he had been guessing all day, and it turned out, she was stressing on her own.

The man's laughter was incomparably charming.  Song Yaoyao felt her head go numb and her body fire up.

"You're not allowed to laugh!"

She tried to give him a fierce warning but her clear eyes were teary.

She was like a kitten showing its claws.

The man's throat twitched and he laughed harder.

Unfortunately, he was not the type to hold back. As he continued to laugh, he nodded his head. "Okay, I won't laugh anymore."

But the amusement in his eyes could not be hidden.

Song Yaoyao was furious. She clenched her fists and puff up here cheeks.

"I'm not talking to you anymore!"

Stupid Gege was taking things too far!

She covered her phone, lifted her quilt, and buried her head underneath, not allowing Huo Yunque to see her face.

The screen turned black.

Ahem...

How could someone be so cute?

Huo Yunque became even more amused as he laughed. "Really?"

"I'm not listening to you, you jerk!"

Okay... she was growing brave...

Huo Yunque tapped on his desk. "What if I get you a slice of strawberry cake?"

Rustle-

The quilt lifted and the girl's voice sounded beside his ear.

"I want a scoop of ice cream with it!"

What a glutton!

From the looks of it, Uncle Zhang did not secretly spoil her.

Huo Yunque's lips curved. "Two slices of cake, but no ice cream.

"Just a little bit!" Song Yaoyao lifted her phone and whined coquettishly.

Her cheeks puffed up. Her blushing cheeks looked like a pair of overripe peaches.

Her supple lips were moist.

But, no matter how lovable she looked, when it came to something that could give her a stomach ache, Huo Yunque was firm.

"No."

The man shook his finger, "Two slices of cake or nothing at all."

Song Yaoyao was strictly controlled; it had been a long time since she had dessert!

In the past, there were many things that she couldn't eat. Now that she could freely eat, this man was controlling her like he was her father.

"Fine, fine!"

Song Yaoyao quickly agreed. She lifted her fingers and said, "Two slices it is.  You need to keep your word! I'll get someone to get it for me now..."

"Eat it tomorrow."

The night was quite, and only their two voices could be heard in the bedroom. For some reason, there was a sense of warmth.

"Gege, you're so controlling~"

Song Yaoyao lay on her bed and lifted her legs up, swinging them from side to side as she complained, "You're like my father!"

Huo Yunque lowered his brows and his lips uncontrollably curved.

"I don't mind if that's what you want."