"So, Gege, can you take me in?"
The young woman blinked her almond eyes and stammered. Her dark eyes were moist and she appeared as though she was ready to cry at any moment if he disagreed.
"No!"
Huo Yunque turned around. "I'll take you to the hotel."
But this was such a good opportunity. If Song Yaoyao let him slip out of her hands, then she wouldn't be Song Yaoyao.
So, she quickly chased after Huo Yunque and grabbed his hand.
Her voice was soft and her expression was pitiful.
"But I'll be scared in the hotel on my own!"
"People suicide in hotels every year. What if I go to the toilet in the middle of the night and I see something terrifying in the bathroom mirror?"
"Also! I read in the news that a girl was harassed by a drunkard in the hotel. I'm so pretty; I will definitely become a target for the bad guys! Gege, can you bear to leave me alone?"
