Huo Yunque laughed softly. In the quiet night, it was like a thick wine. Just listening to his voice alone was enough to make one drunk.
He leaned to the side as he was being carried by Song Yaoyao. He tapped her gently on the forehead with his finger.
"Little vixen."
Song Yaoyao giggled. She hugged his waist, hung onto his body like a sloth, and followed him into the bathroom.
He bent down to drain the water while Song Yaoyao sat at the side and waited.
The warm yellow light from the bathroom shone on the man's body, dyeing his hair with a gentle tinge.
Song Yaoyao's eyes curved. "Gege, were you waiting for me to come back?"
Huo Yunque got up after draining the water and glanced at her. "Go take a shower."
He avoided answering her question.
After filling the water, he was about to leave the bathroom to let Song Yaoyao wash up when she suddenly grabbed his hand as he walked by. Her fingers playfully scratched his palm.
