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nTranslator: Yunyi

n“Huo Qi!”

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nThe girl’s warm and delicate voice made Huo Qi stumble a little. He didn’t know what to do.

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n“Why are you here? Where’s Gege? Is he here as well?”

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nSong Yaoyao looked around as she questioned Huo Qi.

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nHuo Qi touched his nose and complained on the inside. As expected, her excitement was due to Huo Yunque. For a moment, she had given him a fright.

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n“Here.” He handed the bag in his hands to her. Inside, there was a cup of red bean matcha and a small slice of Mille crepe cake. “I didn’t know your tastes so I picked the best sellers. If you don’t like it, let me know, I can buy you another one.”

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nSong Yaoyao accepted the bag happily. “I like it. Of course, I like it. Where’s Gege?”

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nShe stretched her neck and looked around.

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nSong Jingwan was displeased with what she saw. She didn’t know whether to throw away the milk tea in her hand or hold onto it.

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nAlthough it was an average-priced item, one must look at who the item was from.

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nShe forced a smile and asked, “What is Mr. Huo doing here?”

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nJust as Huo Qi was about to reply to Song Yaoyao, Song Jingwan interrupted. Seriousness appeared in his handsome eyes. Maintaining his manners, he smiled slightly and said, “Oh, it’s the Elder Miss Song. I’m sorry, but I didn’t see you earlier so I didn’t buy you anything. Please forgive me.”

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nHe had no intention of answering Song Jingwan’s question.

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nHuo Yunque was his Master. How could he reveal his Master’s whereabouts so easily?

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nBut Song Yaoyao recognized Huo Yunque’s car and finally spotted the familiar vehicle amongst the crowd. Like a little bird, she immediately flew over.

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n“Gege!”

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nHuo Yunque’s slightly furrowed brows relaxed. He glanced outside the window and saw the girl weaving her way through the crowd and running toward him.

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nHer knee-length pleated skirt was swaying as the sun danced across her head, making her look bright and lively.

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nThe car window slowly lowered, revealing the face that Song Yaoyao had been dreaming about.

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nShe was ecstatic. Blinking, she leaned in to the window and whined cutely, “Gege, I really missed you~”

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nHuo Yunque: “…”

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nSong Yaoyao didn’t think much of it. She liked him, so she was being honest with him, there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

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nHer dark eyes scanned him up and down, while the dimples on her face looked perfectly sweet.

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n“Gege, your shirt is really nice. You look really good!”

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n“Ahem…”

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nHuo Yunque held one hand to his forehead and pushed Song Yaoyao’s head with the other. If she came any closer, her face would be touching his.

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n“Speak properly,” he said sternly.

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nSong Yaoyao pouted, “What? I am speaking properly!”

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nHer voice was sweeter than honey.

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nHuo Yunque sighed and his gaze fell on her slightly red eyes. “Why did you cry?” he asked in a deep voice.

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n“Oh?” Song Yaoyao tilted her head innocently.

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nShe held onto her milk tea and took a sip. “I didn’t cry.”

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nHer cute and dopey face made one restless, tempting them to squeeze her cheeks to see if they were as soft as they appeared.

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n“Your eyes,” he said as he calmly pointed out the problem.

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nSong Yaoyao touched her face in realization. “That’s because I rubbed it, hehe~ Were you worried about me?~ I’m so moved~”

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nHer lips were moist, and when she smiled, it seemed to light up the world.

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nHuo Qi followed behind Song Yaoyao and couldn’t help but sigh.

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nThis girl was soft, sweet, and cute. She was completely irresistible!

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nNo wonder even the pure-hearted Huo Yunque couldn’t resist her.

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nHuo Yunque removed his glasses and massaged between his eyebrows. “I wasn’t worried about you.”

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n“Liar!”

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