Chapter 543 I Will Give You Everything I Want, and My Life Will Also Be Given to You

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, squinting and watching her movements calmly.

His hand ended up on the bathrobe straps around her waist.

The little girl was holding his cold hand, trembling slightly, obviously nervous.

As she moved, she quietly observed the man's reaction.

But he found that his expression was calm, and even his breathing was regular.

This discovery made her a little disappointed, and her already tense emotions, when she saw his reaction, was like a crumbling dyke that burst in an instant.

Tears poured out all of a sudden, and the eyelashes trembled. Tears fell like beads with a broken thread.

A drop hit the back of the man's hand, splashing fine water.

Huo Yunque sighed softly, he shook his head, helplessly and dotingly flexed his fingers to wipe her tears.

"What are you crying for?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Song Yaoyao cried and burped, her nose turned red from crying, and her eyelashes were wet.

Poor look.

Huo Yunque was woken up by the drink she was crying, and there was a hint of distress in his eyes, he took her into his arms and patted her back lightly, as if coaxing a child.

The little girl was nestled in his arms, no matter how he coaxed, the tears could not stop.

"Don't cry, eh?"

"Uuuuuu..."

Song Yaoyao twitched, her voice was hoarse, like a sick cat, her face flushed from crying.

But she cried, not howling. Instead, he choked weakly, with a little nasal sound, and hiccups from time to time. She is so soft and soft, the hearts of those who cry will melt.

Huo Yunque took the blanket next to her and wrapped her, lowered his head and placed it on her forehead, the two of them were very close.

"I'll give you whatever you want without crying, okay?"

Song Yaoyao's eyes were full of red, and her wet eyelashes crossed the bridge of the man's nose, "Really, really?"

"Yes--"

Huo Yunque was sneering and laughing, pampered and helpless.

The low voice was confusing, "As long as you don't cry, I will give you everything you want, and give you your life, do you want it?"

Song Yaoyao sobbed, her voice soft and nasal, "I want..."

"Ah……"

Huo Yunque shook his head and laughed, a low-pitched smile overflowing from his thin lips.

Song Yaoyao blushed and cried a lot, and her whole body was much better.

She sat up slightly, held the man's hand firmly, and pulled off the strap of the bathrobe.

Bathrobes open to the sides—

The thin skirt inside was exposed, and it was made of white gauze, covering her body hazy, like a layer of bright moonlight.

The collar and skirt are pink, and the buttons are pearls.

Huo Yunque was stunned for a moment, then his face sank, and he reached out to close the nightgown.

"Where did the clothes come from?"

Song Yaoyao didn't dare to look him in the eyes, twisted and refused to let him get his wish, struggling to take off the bathrobe instead. She got angry and immediately grabbed it and threw it away.

Huo Yunque looked at the pink nightgown hanging on the screen a few meters away.

I just feel that sooner or later, he will die at the hands of this girl.

His eyebrows drooped, and his voice was already displeased, "Song Yaoyao, put on your clothes."

"I do not want!"

Tears welled up in Song Yaoyao's eyes quickly, she stubbornly sullen her face, letting the tears swirl in her eyes.

She was shy, and she almost used up all her courage to do such a thing.

But look, how did he react?

"Song Yaoyao!"

Huo Yunque's voice was deep and cold, and wrapped her petite body tightly with a blanket, warning: "I'll say it again, go and change your clothes."

Song Yaoyao was afraid of him, but when he got serious, Song Yaoyao shivered in fright.