“Gege, did you specifically come to see me?” Song Yaoyao curved her eyes. Her voice was sweet like honey as soon as she spoke.

“No.”

Huo Yunque smirked as he patted her on the back.

Song Yaoyao, who wasn’t sleepy at first, smelled the man’s scent. She slowly closed her eyes, her head nodded, and she began to feel drowsy.

“Liar!”

Song Yaoyao tried to stay awake as she let out a yawn. Her almond eyes squinted, and she looked slightly smug.

“Then, Gege, please explain. Don’t tell me you walked into the wrong room. I’m not a child. I don’t believe you~”

As she yawned, she humphed.

“Mmm…”

Huo Yunque was amused, and his response was unclear.

His palm patted repeatedly on the girl’s back. She was buried in his neck and her eyelashes fluttered with every blink, creating a ticklish feeling.

It felt as though a little kitten was scratching at him. On the surface, he remained noble and restrained, but deep down, he was boiling up.

“Gege.”

Song Yaoyao hugged his neck. Now that she was relaxed, she began to feel tired.

“Can you sleep with me tonight?” she asked cautiously. “If you leave, I won’t be able to sleep.”

As soon as she closed her eyes, all she saw was blood.

Song Yaoyao hated the images in her mind, but she was grateful for the warning. At least, it helped drag Song Wenchuan back from hell.

Words of rejection got stuck in Huo Yunque’s throat and he lowered his gaze.

The girl sat gently on his lap as though she was weightless. He only needed one arm to easily hold her in his embrace.

“Is that a no?” Song Yaoyao was a little disappointed and her tiredness faded.

She crawled out of his arms listlessly. “Sleep early then, Gege. Good night.”

Pfff…

Huo Yunque was amused. The girl’s expression changed at the flip of a switch like a child.

He narrowed his eyes and deliberately teased her. “Okay, good night. I’ll be leaving now.”

As he spoke, Huo Yunque stood up and started to leave. When he felt a tug on his sleeve, he wasn’t surprised.

He glanced over. His charming voice contained an obvious sense of amusement. “Didn’t you say good night? Who’s holding onto me now, huh?”

Song Yaoyao buried herself under her quilt, revealing only her eyes.

She humphed and said firmly, “It wasn’t me!”

Huo Yunque immediately laughed. His deep and raspy voice echoed through the quiet room.

Combined with the girl’s sweet scent, there was a seductively doting vibe in the room.

He sat back down, stretched his arm, pulled Song Yaoyao into his embrace along with her quilt, and placed her on his lap.

He gently patted her on her back. “I’ll make an exception today. Hurry and sleep.”

When she heard his commanding tone, Song Yaoyao’s lips curved uncontrollably like a sly little fox. She nodded her head obediently and did not cause any trouble.

“Gege, good night~”

This time, it was serious.

After an entire day, Song Yaoyao was exhausted. In her dream, she saw a majestic snow-capped mountain. The wind and snow were dazzling, and in front of her was a sea of silver.

She complained in her mind: it’s so cold.

Almost immediately, the snow melted and seedlings began to rise from the dark soil. Song Yaoyao watched as the seedlings sprouted and grew.

It didn’t take long before a field of flowers and grass surrounded her.

It was a heavenly scene.

After that, the snow-capped mountain also melted and the water was surprisingly hot. Song Yaoyao ended up inside a huge hot spring. Amidst the misty steam, there sat a tall, strong figure…