Song Yaoyao's eyes curved.
In the end, she had an innocent expression on her face.
Huo Yunque's phoenix eyes closed lightly. He could see clearly through her and his lips slightly curled.
You better hide that tail of yours and not get caught.
...
Carrying her backpack, Song Yaoyao bounced out of the elevator behind Huo Yunque and ran straight into Huo Ningxi who was just about to leave.
Huo Ningxi was still hurting in the spot where he had been hit, so when he saw Song Yaoyao, he was extremely displeased.
As he looked into her eyes, he asked, "Song Yaoyao, are you a shadow that follows someone around?"
Wasn't his Small Uncle taking her home? How did he end up bringing her here?
What mysterious game were these two playing?
Thump—
"Ow!! Song Yaoyao, f*ck—"
