"Do you regret it?"
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a smile.
The man's eyes were deep and dark, and Song Yaoyao's small face was reflected in his pupils.
The little girl in front of him was his whole world.
Song Yaoyao quickly shook her head and held Huo Yunque's hand even tighter. "Of course not!"
"But why didn't you tell me?" Song Yaoyao's small face blushed slightly as she complained, "I feel left out."
"Huh?"
Huo Yunque held her waist and walked down the stairs. "Really?"
"Well, not exactly..."
Song Yaoyao glared at Huo Yunque. She said that she was angry, but it was more like she was acting coquettishly, which made Huo Yunque smile even more.
"When did you start setting this up? I didn't hear anything."
No wonder Xia Rao stayed in the room with her and did not let her go downstairs.
Moreover, Huo Yunque did not show up for the entire day.
