"Of course."
Song Yaoyao looked up proudly, her invisible fox tail almost raised up to the sky.
Under the light, her small face was as beautiful as a flower, exceptionally bright.
Huo Yunque curved his lips and kissed her forehead.
"This is your reward..."
...
Song Yaoyao changed her clothes upstairs and was led downstairs by Huo Yunque.
That was when she realized that the atmosphere downstairs was a little strange.
She blinked her eyes and poked her head out from behind the man's tall body.
When she caught sight of a thin figure, her eyes lit up and she immediately shouted excitedly, "Wenchuan!"
She suddenly pounced over and hugged Song Wenchuan's neck.
"Why are you here?"
Huo Yunque was mercilessly left behind. His gaze swept past the little girl's hand that was intimately wrapped around his neck, and his eyes darkened slightly.
