As soon as the man relaxed, Song Yaoyao pounced into his arms and shook her head. "No," she said dully.
"Oh?" Huo Yunque stroked her soft hair. "Then, what is it?"
Song Yaoyao pressed her lips together and courageously wrapped her arms around the man's neck. She then leaned in slightly and whispered timidly, "They're not as good-looking as you..."
"Ha..."
As soon as she spoke, a deep and charming chuckle sounded.
He was cool and a tease.
The man's phoenix eyes flickered a little as he asked, "Really?"
Song Yaoyao nodded her head furiously.
"Then do you want to look at him or me?"
Song Yaoyao's throat immediately dried and her body burned up like it was on fire. Her cheeks turned red like blood. "Gege..."
"Will you come here again?"
"No, I won't!"
In this first experience, she had been caught red-handed and she had even surrendered herself over.
If it happened again, would she be able to survive it?
