Chapter 425 'Reciprocity'

"Brother is good or bad!" Song Yaoyao pouted and looked in the mirror. The flower tint on her forehead had been wiped off, leaving only a vague blush, "I don't like brother!"

"Really?" Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows.

"fake."

Song Yao's mouth is shriveled, she is extremely useless!

"But I really like it!"

"Why didn't you go dancing?"

She practiced hard every day, and without a foundation, she worked many times harder than others. Huo Yunque sees all these, he likes this little girl who is moving towards her goal every day and is vigorous.

But today, his little girl finally failed to perform on stage.

So many days of hard work are all wasted--

Song Yaoyao was lying in Huo Yunque's arms, like a koala, "The skirt is broken," she said dully.

Of course she also wanted to dance, with everyone.

Song Yaoyao likes it very much, whether it is in class or in group activities with classmates. Because she had never experienced it in her last life, and she liked this kind of life.

"I was careless, I knew that someone hated me."

Huo Yunque's eyelashes drooped, he combed the little girl's long hair lightly with his fingers, and hooked his lips, "Then may I ask dear Miss Song, do you need Mr. Huo's help?"

His voice was sweet and low, with a little smile.

There was a flash of coldness in his eyes.

"don't want!"

Song Yaoyao refused. She took out a button-like thing from her pocket and shook it in front of Huo Yunque.

In her clear eyes, she was proud, like a little fox showing off her might, "I have this!"

Huo Yunque took a look and couldn't help but smile.

"Miniature camera? Who wants it?"

"Huo Jiu!"

Song Yaoyao laughed, put the camera in her pocket, and hugged the man's waist coquettishly, "It's enough for me to solve such a small matter by myself~"

Huo Yunque has no intention to train the little girl to be someone who knows nothing, he has his own set of love values.

The little girl can do whatever she wants, as long as it doesn't threaten her own personal safety, Huo Yunque basically won't take action.

Anyway, even if she pierced the sky, Huo Yunque had the ability to make it up for her.

He leaned against the cabinet, with a hint of indulgence, letting the little girl lie in his arms and act like a spoiled child.

"Song Yaoyao."

"Um?"

Song Yaoyao raised her little head and blinked her eyes, "What's the matter~"

"Show me the dance—"

The man looked at her quietly, and in those deep pupils, there was an emotion that Song Yaoyao could not understand.

Silently hot.

"I..." Song Yaoyao blushed, "I'm not good at dancing."

Especially in front of this person, speaking, he is still half his own teacher.

The singing outside stopped, and there was faint applause.

Huo Yunque took out a coat and put it on her, like dressing a doll, and then walked out while holding her wrist.

The man is tall and tall, and his body proportions are excellent.

His pleasant voice fell from the top to the bottom, "Song Yaoyao, do you understand what it means to communicate with respect?"

Huo Yunque's words suddenly pulled Song Yaoyao back to that night.

Tight drum beats, the cold and ascetic man's shirt is slightly open, dancing to the music. Every inch of muscle line is perfect and just right, sexy and powerful.

Let Song Yaoyao's throat dry, she licked her lips, "Then brother promise to dance for me again?"

Song Yaoyao swears that this time she will prepare her mobile phone in advance and record her brother dancing! Then hide under the covers and peek at it!