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Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby
Chapter 769 - Theres Nothing That Strawberry Cake Can’t SolveChapter 769: There’s Nothing That Strawberry Cake Can’t Solve
Translator: Yunyi
“Meow~ Meow~” ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ ꜰʀᴇᴇᴡᴇʙɴ(o)ᴠᴇʟ.ᴄᴏᴍ. N(o)vel(F)ire
Dopey was still young, and its footing was unstable. Song Yaoyao gently lifted it with the tip of her foot, and it immediately fell sprawled on the carpet.
It thought that Song Yaoyao was playing with it, so it spread its belly and eagerly begged to be touched.
“Meow~”
Song Yaoyao’s hand itched.
At this moment, a large hand appeared in her line of sight. It picked up the back of the little kitten’s neck and lifted it into the air.
“Meow...”
Dopey’s body immediately tensed up. She was obedient.
“The child is still young. You can teach it slowly if it does something wrong.”
Song Yaoyao was originally feeling a little heartache, but when she heard this sentence, she almost choked on her saliva.
She widened her almond-shaped eyes. Her jet-black pupils were moist and clear as if she had been frightened.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe man’s voice was gentle and contained a faint trace of amusement, but he had a serious attitude.
“You’re not allowed to cause trouble in the future, okay?”
His slender fingers gently tapped its forehead.
Huo Yunque looked as if he was coaxing a child, causing Song Yaoyao to blush.
Other images could not help but appear in her mind.
For example, a man holding a child and changing diapers...
It’s really—
Song Yaoyao, are you crazy?!
She shook her head, and a tuft of hair on her head stood up.
Huo Yunque sent the cat out and turned around to see Song Yaoyao’s dazed and silly look.
His throat rolled, and a smile fell on his lips.
“Are you still thinking about what happened just now?”
He bent down and easily carried the girl into his arms, walking towards the bed.
Song Yaoyao came back to her senses and suddenly crumbled as she covered her face and cried, “Ah!!!”
“What should I do? This is so embarrassing!”
She plunged into the blanket and protected herself like a turtle.
Huo Yunque did not expect her to react like this. He was stunned for a moment before he smiled.
“I promise, this will never appear online, okay?”
He leaned over to pull the blanket, but Song Yaoyao wrapped herself tightly and did not give Huo Yunque any room to maneuver.
Huo Yunque pinched the space between his eyebrows and found it funny. He whispered to her helplessly, “Don’t be bothered by it. It’s just a few words.”
Even if they were to open the microphone for an entire night, the things that those people hoped for would not happen.
Huo Yunque had no intention of doing anything at all. He just wanted Song Yaoyao to dry her hair and get some rest.
“But everyone heard it!”
Song Yaoyao’s face was flushed red. She pulled down the blanket, revealing half of her face to breathe.
Her image was gone!
Cough—
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHuo Yunque could not help but laugh.
Song Yaoyao was in a state of rage. Seeing that Huo Yunque was still laughing, she felt even more wronged.
“You’re still laughing! I’ve lost all my pride!”
She did not even dare to imagine how much attention she would receive when she went to school tomorrow.
“Hmm...”
Huo Yunque frowned and pretended to think. He sat on the bed and said, “Maybe things are not as bad as you think.”
Song Yaoyao felt that the future was bleak, so she hid under the blanket again.
“Can it get any worse?” she asked, feeling wronged.
“Well...” Huo Yunque lowered his head and smiled. “Maybe you need a piece of strawberry cake to ease your bad mood.”
Whoosh—
A small head appeared from under the quilt.
“Can I?”
Mr. Huo nodded generously. “Just this once.”
For Song Yaoyao, what had happened had already happened, and she had lost all her pride. It was useless to struggle. Since that was the case, why not take the opportunity to gain some benefits?
Tomorrow’s matter would be discussed tomorrow.. When that time came, who would dare to mock her in front of her face? Song Yaoyao did not mind teaching them a lesson with her fists.