She had to cook a dish for him.
Song Yaoyao: "..."
She thought Huo Yunque was joking, but when she opened her eyes the next day, she saw Huo Yunque sitting next to her reading a book.
She opened her mouth in surprise. "Gege, didn't you go to the office?"
Huo Yunque calmly flipped through the book. "There's no breakfast."
Song Yaoyao: "What?"
"Breakfast."
Huo Yunque slammed the book shut, turned his head, and looked at her seriously. "You do it."
Song Yaoyao was speechless, "???"
Dear Gege, are you even human?
Song Yaoyao collapsed on the bed, hugging the pillow and throwing a tantrum. "My back hurts, I don't want to! I'm so tired..."
"If that's the case..."
Huo Yunque silently curled his lips, got up, and strode towards the wardrobe.
"This is all you can do for the show. I'm going to the office."
Song Yaoyao shuddered and sat up abruptly.
"No, no, no, I can do it! ! I can do it!"
