"Ahem..."
Tang Xinrou rubbed her nose. She felt that she shouldn't have come!
What was she worried about? Was she worried that she wouldn't be tortured enough by these two?
"Um... Yaoyao, Mr. Huo, I'll wait for you downstairs!"
As she said this, she turned around and ran out of the bedroom as if there was a wolf chasing after her.
Song Yaoyao blinked her eyes and looked at Huo Yunque innocently.
"There's no one here now."
"Oh? Ah!"
Before Song Yaoyao could react, she was lifted up into the air.
She quickly grabbed Huo Yunque's shirt and shook her head. "No, no, no! They'll see us!"
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and walked out.
"No one would dare to look."
His voice was magnetic and husky, as if it was a given.
Song Yaoyao pouted and was speechless.
