Huo Yunque ruffled her hair. "Then I'll come pick you up for dinner later."
"Got it!"
Song Yaoyao raised her chin, and when she met the man's deep eyes, her small face instantly turned pink.
She blinked and shyly looked away.
The door closed again, leaving only the two girls in the bedroom.
"Rourou, why did you look for me today?"
Tang Xinrou took a deep breath and listened to Song Yaoyao's broken voice. She quickly went forward and caressed her from top to bottom, her brows furrowed so tightly that it could kill a fly.
"Yaoyao, you and Mr. Huo last night..."
Her words successfully made Song Yaoyao blush.
Song Yaoyao's appearance was already stunning. In the past, she was still a little immature, but now, she was like a fully matured peach. A single glance could make one completely fall for her.
However, her eyes were still clear, big, and dark, looking naive and innocent.
