Chapter 1089: Call the Boss

She was so nervous that she fell asleep in a daze while lying on the bed.

"Click——"

Song Yaoyao, who was half asleep and half awake, and didn't even know what time it was, suddenly woke up. She sat up in confusion and looked around. A strand of hair on top of her head was raised, looking cute and cute.

Suddenly, his cheek was touched by the back of a slightly cold finger, and the man's pleasant voice mixed with a smile sounded in his ears, "The boss hasn't come back, so why don't you go to bed first?"

Song Yaoyao rubbed the back of his fingers like a cat, squinted her eyes and muttered, "What..." Before she could finish her words, she belatedly realized the meaning of Huo Yunque's words.

"Sober?"

Huo Yunque's Adam's apple twitched and he swallowed the smile that was about to escape his lips.

Song Yaoyao slowly hugged the quilt tightly, her rouge-like red color gradually spread to the tips of her ears, she was so cute.

It looked like he was completely awake.

"what time is it now?"

Song Yaoyao rubbed her forehead and asked softly.

Huo Yunque lowered his eyes and glanced at his watch, "Ten o'clock, continue to sleep?"

"No more."

Song Yaoyao shook her head, opened her arms towards Huo Yunque, and said softly and coquettishly, "Hug."

The delicate and beautiful little girl cooed for a hug, and her whole body exuded her unique sweet fragrance, making people even want to hide her somewhere where no one can see her and keep her properly.

Huo Yunchao leaned over and picked her up, gently lifted her butt, "It's gentle."

"No way." Song Yaoyao rested her head on his shoulder, "I obviously eat on time and I'm very full every meal!"

She touched Huo Yunchao's earlobe with her fingers and spoke in a soft voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was suddenly slapped on the butt, which frightened Song Yaoyao into screaming, "Ah——"

She pouted and her eyes were watery, "What are you doing~"

"punish."

Huo Yunchu carried her towards the bathroom, and Song Yaoyao pursed her lips, "What kind of punishment?"

"The boss didn't come back, and the little employee was punished for sleeping secretly."

"What - what," Song Yaoyao's voice suddenly rose and then lowered with guilt, she said weakly, "I was just joking."

"oh?"

Huo Yunque put her down and raised his chin to indicate, "But brother is serious. Go ahead and let the water go."

Song Yaoyao was stunned and saw the narrowing in Huo Yunchao's eyes.

She snorted softly and stamped her feet, "Just let it go!"

Is she shooting herself in the foot?

After Huo Yunchue finished taking a bath, Song Yaoyao rubbed her sore little arms. The next second, the man lying on the bed lazily ordered her, "Come here and press it for me."

Song Yaoyao blew her beard angrily and glared, her face turned red with anger, "Huo Yunche! Don't you think you are going too far!"

"Huh?" Huo Yunque turned over and lay on his side, holding his forehead with one hand and raising his eyebrows, "What did you call me?"

The lights cast a layer of light on his body, and his figure was so sexy that it made people's blood rush. His black hair was slightly damp and hung softly in front of his forehead, making him appear younger than his actual age. At the same time, it also loses the cold feeling on the body during the day, adding a bit of seductive sexiness.

Gudong——

Song Yaoyao swallowed her saliva quietly, "Can you..."

"cannot."

Huo Yunque raised his eyelids and said, "Classmate Song Yaoyao, you have accepted the boss's money, but you have to fulfill the agreement." He reminded with a clear voice and a smile.

Song Yaoyao's face turned red. She kicked off her slippers and slowly climbed into bed.

"I'm the injured one," she protested.

"That's a problem." Huo Yunchue nodded, indicating that she was right.

"Right! Otherwise, we can press it another day!"

"Of course, I'm easy to talk to."

Huo Yunque curled his lips, stretched out his long arm, and quickly turned off the lights in the room.

The next second, a huge black shadow enveloped Song Yaoyao.

She blinked blankly. In the darkness, all her perceptions were maximized.

"In that case, let's switch to another service."

Song Yaoyao was trembling, and she was crying and thinking: Is it still possible to refuse now?

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The next day, Song Yaoyao didn't dare to recall how she fell asleep.

But still woke up early in the morning. She lay on the bed like a salty fish, turning her head to look at the man who was arranging his shirt in front of the floor-length mirror on the right.

He is tall, with wide shoulders and narrow hips, and a standard inverted triangle model figure. He is so perfect that he doesn't look like a mortal.

She coughed, and although she quickly suppressed it, it still attracted Huo Yunchue's attention.

He held a tie in his hand and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Would you like some water?"

He held Song Yaoyao into his arms with one hand, went to get the water glass on the cabinet, and put the rim of the glass against Song Yaoyao's mouth.

Song Yaoyao took a sip. It was warm and sweet with some honey. She drank half the cup in one go before shaking her head to say no.

Huo Yunque couldn't help laughing when he saw her. He touched her long hair and said, "I'll give you a bonus another day."

Seeing that he still dared to mention it, Song Yaoyao gave him a resentful look and said, "There will be no next time."

Huo Yunque: "The card is for life and cannot be refunded."

Song Yaoyao pulled up the quilt to cover her head and started to cheat: "If you don't care, then I want to resign! I won't do it! This job is too life-threatening!"

"Request for resignation rejected."

Huo Yunque pulled down the quilt and patted her little head, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

He put on his tie and said, "I'm going to work, so be good at home, okay?"

Hearing this, Song Yaoyao frowned, "I'm like this, what else can I do?"

The clear eyes were flashing with resentment, and the red lips seemed to be swollen, like elastic jelly. Huo Yunchao leaned over and kissed her forehead, nose, tip and lips without any hint of lust, "I really want to take you with me."

He sighed, adjusted the indoor temperature, and then left the room.

As soon as Huo Yunchue left, Song Yaoyao rolled on the bed. His cold breath was everywhere in the room. When she closed her eyes, it felt as if Huo Yunchue was still around.

She stretched, yawned like a kitten, shrank into the quilt, and fell asleep again unconsciously.

-

Huo Tian slept until midnight, but when she went downstairs, she discovered that she was the only one in the entire dining room.

"What the hell?" Huo Tian looked around, trying to find Song Yaoyao, "Uncle Zhang, where is Song... where is my little aunt?"

"Huh? Miss Song," Uncle Zhang said with a smile, "Ms. Song slept in late today and had breakfast in the room. It's almost time to get up. Please wait."

Huo Tian hasn't gotten up yet even though the sun is shining on her, Song Yaoyao is lazier than her!

"I'm so sleepy. Did I not sleep last night or something?" Huo Tian complained heartlessly. Uncle Zhang didn't say anything and was busy with other things. She was the only one. As she spoke, she suddenly froze and realized something. .

My face gradually turned red...

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Song Yaoyao slept until noon, and then she felt a little more energetic.

It is said in people's story books that the banshee extracts yang and replenishes yin. How come it works the other way around when it comes to her?

It makes no sense, it makes no sense!