Mrs. Huo Is A Crybaby Chapter 669 - Bedtime Game

Chapter 669: Bedtime Game

Translator: Yunyi

Long Hu: Wow! That’s a lot of money! Sis Tang is treating us to barbecue!

Xu Yue: Are you celebrating April Fool’s Day in advance?

…

Jing Linglin: Oh my G.o.d, the vice-cla.s.s president must be heartbroken!

MostBeautifulAunt: Puppy love? Tang Xinrou, let’s talk!

MostHandsomeUncle: Well done! I’ll give you a red packet!

…

Just as the cla.s.s chat exploded and everyone was sympathizing with An Feiran, someone in the chat group suddenly dropped a screenshot.

After seeing it clearly, the cla.s.s chat quietened down.

An: I had a dream. [screenshot]

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Yaoyao: /clap

Xu Yue: /clap

Han Jun: ???

Han Jun: /clap

Shen Xun: What the h.e.l.l?

Jing Linglin: Oh~

Longhu: I feel like the Cla.s.s President knows something. /confused

…

Ms. Meng: Son, are you dating?

Father An: When will you bring her home for me to see?

Father An: I just transferred a sum of money to you. Don’t be frugal when you’re in love. Be nice to girls

Uncle: You and Rourou?

…

This night was destined to be restless.

When Huo Yunque walked into Song Yaoyao’s bedroom, he saw the girl kneeling on the bed with her b.u.t.t sticking out. He didn’t know what position she was in, but she was playing with her phone with her face turned sideways.

“Hey, Hey…”

Song Yaoyao was suddenly lifted up. She struggled a little and settled down.

Because she smelled a familiar refres.h.i.+ng scent.

“Gege.”

“Don’t lie down and look at your phone.”

He took the phone away from her hand with an indifferent expression and raised his hand to rub her eyes. Song Yaoyao’s eyes were indeed a little sore and swollen. She groaned comfortably, and she leaned coquettishly into Huo Yunque’s arms.

When her eyes were soothed, Song Yaoyao opened them again and saw a box of cards in Huo Yunque’s hands.

“What’s this?” She looked over and realized that Huo Yunque was holding a box of poker cards.

“A game before bed; the deal we made last time.”

Huo Yunque reminded her.

“I haven’t forgotten!” Song Yaoyao wrinkled her nose and hugged the pillow arrogantly. “But, Gege, are you sure you want to play? I’m really good at poker!”

“Oh? Then I’d like to experience it.”

The cards were pulled out of the box, and the man’s hands shuffled them quickly. Song Yaoyao watched in a daze. Her fingers were long and slender, and his knuckles were well-defined. They looked even better than in the movies.

Gulp—

Song Yao gulped.

“What’s the bet? Does the loser still have to fulfill the winner’s request?”

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and placed the shuffled cards in the middle.

“Do you want to check?”

“No need.”

Song Yaoyao glanced at the cards with her eyes. She did not think that Huo Yunque would go so far as to tamper with the cards.

“Three rounds for three requests, how about it?”

“Sure!”

Song Yaoyao clenched her small fists. She was already imagining the three things that she would get Huo Yunque to do.

In the first round, Song Yaoyao won.

She shook her head proudly and raised her eyebrows. “How was it? I told you I was good, right?”

The girl’s voice was soft, gentle, and sly. It was extremely cute.

“Yes, very good.”

The man placed his hand on the armrest and drew his cards lazily.

The second round began.

This round was easier because they both knew what the cards in each other’s hands were. At this moment, it was all about brainpower. Song Yaoyao was still very lucky, holding a good hand of cards.

However, every time she played, Huo Yunque would block her.

The round ended.

Song Yaoyao pouted. “I lost.”

“So it’s canceled.”

Huo Yunque curled his lips. The light shone on his eyes, like a layer of golden paint.

He sat at the table, casually propping up his chin, his clear eyes drooping, and he generously found a chance for Song Yaoyao to keep her pride.