Chapter 543 I will give you everything and life

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, squinted and watched her movements calmly.

His hand eventually fell on the bathrobe belt around her waist.

The little girl held his cold hand, shaking slightly, obviously nervous.

As she moved, she quietly observed the man's reaction.

But he found that his expression was calm, even his breathing was regular.

This discovery made her feel a little disappointed, her already tense emotion, when she saw his reaction, it was like a dam that was already crumbling, bursting in an instant.

Tears came out all of a sudden, and the eyelashes trembled, tears falling down like broken beads.

Drop by drop hit the back of the man's hand, splashing fine water.

Huo Yunque sighed lightly, he shook his head, helplessly bending his fingers to wipe her tears.

"Why cry?"

"Woo... I... hiccup!"

Song Yao burped in tears, her nose turned red from crying, and her eyes were wet.

Poor is not what it looks like.

Huo Yunque was awakened by the wine she was crying with, and a touch of distress passed in his eyes, and he held her into his arms and patted her back gently, as if he was coaxing a child.

The little girl nestled in his arms, no matter how much he coaxed, tears couldn't stop.

"Stop crying?"

"Woohoo..."

Song Yao twitched, his throat became hoarse, like a sick cat, and his crying face turned red.

It happened that she was crying instead of howling. It was a low, weak choking, with a little nasal sound, and sometimes crying and hiccups. She is tender and soft, and the hearts of people who cry will melt.

Huo Yunque took the blanket beside her and wrapped her head down to her forehead, and the two leaned very close.

"If you don't cry, I'll give you everything you want, okay?"

Song Yaoyao's eyes were red, and wet eyelashes ran across the bridge of the man's nose, "Really, really?"

"Yes--"

Huo Yunque laughed and laughed, and he was helpless.

His voice was low and deceptive, "As long as you don't cry, you will give you everything and your life, do you want?"

Song Yao was sobbing, her voice soft and nasal, "I want..."

"Ah……"

Huo Yunque shook his head and burst into laughter, a muffled smile overflowing from between his thin lips.

Song Yaoya blushed and cried for a while, and his whole body was much better.

She sat up slightly, held the man's hand firmly, and pulled off the belt of the bathrobe.

The bathrobe opens to both sides——

The thin skirt exposed inside, made of white gauze, hazily covers the body, as if covered with a bright moonlight.

The collar and skirt are pink, and the buttons are pearls.

Huo Yunque was startled slightly, then his complexion sank, and he reached out to gather his nightgown.

"Where did the clothes come from?"

Song Yaoya didn't dare to look into his eyes, twisted and refused to make him wish, but struggling to take off the bathrobe entirely. She got angry and immediately grabbed it and threw it away.

Huo Yunque looked at the pink nightgown hung on the screen a few meters away.

I just think he will die in the hands of this girl sooner or later.

His eyebrows were drooping, and his voice was already unhappy, "Song Yaoyao, put on your clothes."

"I do not want!"

Tears quickly poured out of Song Yaoyao's eyes. She stubbornly strained her face, letting the tears swirl in her eye sockets.

She was shy, doing this kind of thing almost exhausted all her courage.

But look, how did he react?

"Song Yaoyao!"

Huo Yunque's voice was deep and cold. He wrapped her petite body tightly with a blanket, and warned: "I'll say it again, go and change the clothes."

Song Yaoya was afraid of him. When he got serious, Song Yaoya shivered with fright.

(End of this chapter)