Translator: Yunyi
So what if the young guys were sweet talker? Yi Ting suddenly realized that in front of Huo Yunque, those little tricks were nothing.
Tong Tong and Little Ye's birthday wasn't as grand as Song Yaoyao expected; it was just a simple family dinner. Even the food was just prepared by Yi Ting and Ling Shuang.
The manor wasn't very big but it felt warm and harmonious.
She handed Tong Tong and Little Ye the gift she prepared for them with a smile.
Apart from that, she also shoved a bag of chocolates into Tong Tong's hands.
"Here, I told you I'd pay you back. Remember to hide it well~"
The two girls looked at each other and giggled as they covered their mouths.
While they were laughing, a shadow suddenly came from above their heads and blocked their light.
The two girls lifted their heads simultaneously, both blinking their big eyes. Tong Tong immediately behaved. "Uncle Huo, hello~"
The man looked down and scanned his eyes across her, finally focusing his gaze upon Song Yaoyao. He gave a gentle grunt of acknowledgement.
With his palms facing up, he stretched his hand toward Song Yaoyao.
Song Yaoyao grabbed hold as she was Tong Tong and Little Ye run off in fear.
"Mm-"
The man pulled her up and into his arms.
Song Yaoyao rubbed her nose as her eyes became misty. "Gege, are you drunk?" she asked softly.
Huo Yunque narrowed his eyes. There was a special vibe to him.
His lips were moist. "No."
"Oh? Really?". Song Yaoyao asked. "But you look really strange~"
Just as she said this, the man suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her outside.
Icy cold snowflake fell upon her face, causing Song Yaoyao to shiver. But she still screamed in excitement, "Gege, it's sn-Mm?"
A finger fell upon her lips as the man shook his head.
"Keep a low profile."
A coat covered her shoulders and a scarf covered half her face.
Song Yaoyao was beaming in joy. She stretched her arms to put on the coat and she lowered her voice as she said, "Gege, it's snowing!"
"Yes."
The man's lips curved slightly. His coat hung on his arm as he held onto the girl's wrist and walked into the snow.
The first snow this year was heavy. Before they knew it, the floor was covered in a layer of white.
Song Yaoyao turned her head. Everyone was doing their own thing. The light that was glowing from the windows was orange, making it look particularly warm amidst the cold winter night.
No one noticed that they had secretly left.
Song Yaoyao's dimples sunk as she jogged after the man. "Gege, shouldn't we say bye?"
Wasn't it bad to leave like this?
"No need."
After they left the courtyard, Huo Yunque opened the car door for Song Yaoyao. As she stepped in, she lowered her head.
Song Yaoyao took a deep breath. She almost thought Gege was going to kiss her.
The two of them were only a centimeter apart. If either of them took the initiative, she would be able to touch those lips that she had dreamed about...
Did it have the same scent as the man's unique fragrance?
Song Yaoyao's heart raced. She could practically hear it beside her ear.
Her mind went blank. As she smelled the man's alcohol-mixed cedar scent, she also felt a little drunk.
"Gege..." she mumbled quietly as she gripped onto her skirt nervously.
At that moment, the man moved away.
Before she got the chance to feel disappointed, she heard the man's deep and gentle voice, "Now, let's go spend our Christmas together."