Chapter 682 Admit or punish? recognize!

The blank eyes didn't focus, what was she thinking at that time?

She is really sick, not just heart disease——

Song Yaoyao had never been so hypocritical, but she had never been like this for a moment, clearly realizing:

She is the only person in this world, if Huo Yunque hates her because of this.

Is she homeless?

In the past, parents and brothers always told her tenderly that she just had a dream, but nothing happened.

what about now……

With tears in her eyes, she looked away timidly.

Before she could see the man's expression clearly, she fell into a broad embrace that exuded a clear breath.

"afraid?"

His fingers seemed to have magical power, and they stroked the girl's spine, somehow making Song Yao feel at ease.

She nodded lightly, her voice dumb and pitiful, "Brother, does your injury hurt..."

She didn't want to hurt him.

He bleeds so much, as if to bite off a piece of his flesh.

"It doesn't hurt at all," Huo Yunque curled his lips, his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see the bottom, "I don't even mind if you take another bite."

This answer made Song Yaoyao stunned.

"Brother... don't you think I look like a lunatic?"

Her eyes were blank and she was asking questions completely seriously.

When the incident happened suddenly tonight, she was really frightened when she woke up.

At this moment, it seems that no matter what she tells her, she will doubt the authenticity of the content——

"What about it? Do you think you have become a lunatic and want to leave me? Huh?"

Song Yaoyao was pushed into the bed, and the man knelt on his knees by the bed, his jacket slipping to the ground. He raised his hand and slowly landed on the button.

"Song Yaoyao, would you like me to remind you, I am responsible for sleeping."

"brother?"

Song Yaoyao was puzzled and quickly got an answer.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Think I would not want you?"

"afraid of you?"

"So hate you?"

Every question made Song Yaosi shy away. She couldn't wait to curl up and hide herself in her shell.

She didn't want to know the answer, not at all.

The close kiss fell on her fingertips.

"It seems that you really don't know much about your own man," he rubbed the back of his finger against her cheek lightly, his small face was also cold, "Song Yaoyao, in my eyes, you can only be regarded as pediatrics. Huh?"

Song Yaoyao's fingertips were hot, and his stiff body was like an ice sculpture, but now it was gradually melting.

She raised her eyes and looked straight into those eyes.

Deep and dangerous.

There are endless unpredictable things hidden in it, like evil monsters under the abyss.

The man sighed, unbuttoning the shirt button to the last.

The bandage blocked the wound.

"It's my fault," he lifted his lips and smiled lowly, "It turns out that I made you so insecure. When something happened, all I thought about was messy and boring things."

"Song Yaoyao, are you too idle?"

Song Yaoya noticed his intentions, but didn't want to resist at all.

She took the initiative to wrap his neck and rubbed his stubborn chin affectionately.

"Brother, I really like you..."

The teacher said that her luck had always been good, and she did not deceive her.

Even in a strange world, she still won't be hated by others.

This sentence made Huo Yunque's eyes dark.

He sneered and grabbed her by the waist.

"If you do something wrong, you will be punished, do you admit it?"

Song Yao's eyes curled up, her voice sweet as honey.

"recognize!"

...

(End of this chapter)