Guilty and flustered, she sat up without even lifting off her quilt.
LittleTang: I’ll go check on her!
She drank too much last night. When a person like her drank too much, the 18+ comics and anime that she usually read would automatically appear in her mind. Coupled with the birthday surprise and proposal that Song Yaoyao prepared for Huo Yunque last night, the atmosphere was too romantic.
With a slip of her tongue, she had teased Song Yaoyao.
But from memory, Song Yaoyao had always been confused when she joked like this. Moreover, Tang Xinrou was really vague last night and she was sure Song Yaoyao looked confused as usual. Tang Xinrou never expected that she would actually do it!
She was so flustered that she even wore a pair of mismatched socks.
She decided to DM Song Yaoyao. But when she saw her string of encouraging messages, Tang Xinrou wished she could slap herself to death.
“Who told you to drink?!”
The slap was really loud. There was a large palm print on her face as she quickly ran out.
When she passed by the living room, she bumped into her older brother.
“Hey, what’s with your face?”
“Big Brother, make way. I have something to do, so don’t block my way!”
…
When Tang Xinrou arrived at the Huo Manor, Song Yaoyao was indeed still not up.
Uncle Zhang smiled kindly and personally brought her upstairs.
“It’s rare for Miss Song to sleep in. This is her room. You can just go in. I won’t be accompanying you.”
Tang Xinrou nodded lightly. “Thank you.”
She walked over quietly and pushed open the door without thinking too much.
At first glance, the bed was the first thing she saw.
The young girl sat on the edge of the bed with her back facing the window. The light and shadows covered her slender and graceful body. A man wearing a shirt and pants knelt on one knee on the ground, gently putting on socks for her.
The atmosphere in the bedroom was extremely warm, without the slightest hint of ambiguity.
For a moment, Tang Xinrou wondered if she was scaring herself.
Had Yaoyao…
…really not understood?
The way the two of them got along felt like an old married couple who had been married for many years. But at the same time, there was an innocent love in the air.
It was a wonderful feeling. Song Yaoyao and Huo Yunque seemed to be living in their own little world.
Tang Xinrou was too embarrassed to disturb them. Just as she was about to leave quietly, Song Yaoyao noticed her.
“Rourou?! When did you come?”
Song Yaoyao’s eyes curved as she hurriedly waved at her.
The corners of Tang Xinrou’s mouth twitched as she sighed softly. She prayed in her heart that Mr. Huo wouldn’t get angry and hate her for disturbing their private time.
But very quickly, she couldn’t care less about her wild thoughts.
Because she discovered that Song Yaoyap’s voice was terrifyingly hoarse, as if she had used her throat too much.
Although Tang Xinrou had never had the energy, she had a rich mental world! She was already an experienced driver.
“Is it raining outside? Is it cold? Have you eaten lunch? I haven’t eaten yet, I’m starving.”
Song Yao patted her stomach and pouted.
She moved over and carefully looked at Huo Yunque, who had stood up and was wearing a sweater for Song Yaoyao.
She stammered, “Hi, Mr. Huo.”
“Hi.”
Huo Yunque nodded slightly, but his attention was all on Song Yaoyao. He gently pulled her hand and put on the sleeves.
It was a smoky purple sweater. On Song Yaoyao, it looked lively and beautiful.
Tang Xinrou’s eyes flashed and she stood at the side cautiously.
“Gege go out first. I want to talk to Rourou!”
After putting on her clothes, Song Yaoyao kicked Huo Yunque’s leg and said softly.
