Chapter 917 Kissing Won’t Hurt Anymore

Song Yaoyao originally insisted on not sleeping. She always felt that it was not good to leave the guests and run back to the room to sleep. Especially, he was still in the same room with Huo Yunque.

Maybe she was not upright enough to begin with, so she felt guilty, fearing that others would look at her with some ambiguous eyes.

However, it was so good to sleep in Huo Yunque's arms.

Along with the aura on his body, Song Yaoyao was given a sense of security.

Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and her eyelashes, which were as curled as fans, trembled rapidly, as if she still wanted to struggle. But in the end, he still couldn't escape the call of Duke Zhou in his dream, and soon fell into a dark and sweet dream.

On the forehead, a gentle kiss fell.

That familiar voice made Song Yaoyao feel extremely at ease. Penetrating the dreamland, it reaches the ears in a low voice.

"Good boy."

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When he woke up, Huo Yunchue was no longer around.

Song Yaoyao rubbed her eyes, feeling a little confused as to what night it was.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

"Yaoyao, are you awake?"

It was Xia Rao's voice. Song Yaoyao nodded quickly, "Wake up, wake up, please come in."

She crawled to the bed and found the remote control to turn on the headlights in the room.

The bright light made Song Yaoyao uncomfortable and closed her eyes, her eyes feeling astringent. She knocked her head and looked at the woman who walked in through the door.

Wearing a tight dress and a white fringed shawl.

Various styles.

Probably this word was tailor-made for Xia Rao.

Tang Xinrou may have traces of Xia Rao, but compared with Xia Rao, a sexy goddess, she is still too immature.

But Xia Rao was different. Every move, every move, every smile, even the strands of her hair, seemed to be filled with endless temptation.

Passionate and affectionate.

"Did it wake you up?" Xia Rao folded his shawl and smiled apologetically.

"No, I just woke up."

Song Yaoyao quickly shook her head. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Xia Rao intently.

"Sister Xia Rao, what time is it now?"

She didn't know how long she slept, but she felt that her whole body was sore after a good sleep.

If anyone told her, others would probably think that she and Huo Yunque were doing something bad in the room.

But in fact, she really just slept under the quilt.

Xia Rao saw the confusion in her eyes and persuaded her with a low smile, "Don't worry, it's still too late. You only slept for more than half an hour. Mu Jing is still busy over there, are you hungry?"

She was young, but after getting together with Huo Yunque, they became equals. According to Huo Yunchao's seniority, she would still call Song Yaoyao sister-in-law.

But she is smaller than Xia Rao's niece Tang Xinrou, and she looks more like a porcelain doll, delicate and soft. When she was asked to speak, she couldn't help but speak softly.

"That's good, that's good."

Song Yaoyao patted her cheeks embarrassedly, "I was too sleepy just now. I didn't want to sleep, but I didn't know what happened and fell asleep without knowing it."

She blinked and explained in a low voice.

The two sat in the room and chatted for a while.

Xia Rao is a veteran in the entertainment industry. Chatting with her, Song Yaoyao can learn a lot of knowledge that she didn't know before and benefit a lot.

but--

Song Yaoyao always felt that Xia Rao came to the room specifically to see her, and he was alone. It didn't look like he came to her specifically to teach her his experience.

This kind of topic can be discussed at any time, and it is not very private.

She listened quietly to Xia Rao's words, and saw the hint of sadness in her eyebrows.

Song Yaoyao suddenly said: "Sister Xia Rao, can I take your pulse?"