No one dared to underestimate him. Out of those that were blind enough to do so, 80% of them were no longer on this earth.

Jiang Tao felt a chill down her spine as she silently followed behind Uncle Zhang.

After quite some time, she finally squeezed out one word: "Yes..."

She sounded uncomfortable and nothing like herself.

...

"Miss Song, the Master is inside. I won't be going in with you."

The helper pointed to the pavilion ahead, and Song Yaoyao nodded her head as she took a look. "Okay, thank you for showing me the way here!

"There's no need to wait for me. I will come back with Gege later."

She jogged over to the man via a winding gravel path. In the distance, there was a vast field of ginkgo trees that cast a golden reflection on the lake. As it was fall, leaves covered the ground.

Blue skies and white clouds sat above a European-style pavilion. The scene was amazing.

As she approached, she suddenly slowed down.

She carefully crept over. The man had a blanket on his lap and half of it was on the ground. He was leaning back in a recliner with his eyes closed. His nose was tall and straight, and his eyebrows were refined.

As Song Yaoyao squatted slightly and leaned forward, she noticed the man's eyelashes were incredibly long and sparse like the wings of an insect.

She quietly stretched out her hand and traced the man's face in the air.

From his forehead to his eyebrows to his nose...

Song Yaoyao took a deep breath and subconsciously licked her mouth as her gaze fell upon the man's attractive lips. In novels, lips like these were described as being very kissable.

But how did they taste...?

Song Yaoyao had never been the type to torment herself. She looked around; there was no one.

Great, it was the perfect opportunity to steal a kiss!

Her heart raced. As she leaned closer and closer, a layer of sweat formed on her back.

She was almost there...

Just as she began to feel the man's breath, a cold finger pressed against her lips.

"Ah!" Song Yaoyao screamed as her eyes flew open in shock.

Immediately, her gaze fell upon the man's lazy and calm eyes. His eyes were clear and his expression was calm.

"Ge...Gege...when did you wake up?"

Song Yaoyao twirled her fingers as her hands shook. Meanwhile, her face turned as red as blood.

"When a certain child was about to do something naughty."

Huo Yunque rubbed his fingertips and his throat twitched.

"I..."

She was actually caught!

Song Yaoyao's confidence suddenly faded as she refuted weakly, "I...I didn't do anything naughty...!

She was in the wrong, but she still remained strong.

"Oh?

"Really?" Huo Yunque raised an eyebrow and suddenly stood up.

All of a sudden, Song Yaoyao's gaze became a blur as a hand grabbed onto her waist and she was lifted off the ground.

By the time she realized what had happened, she was sitting on the man's lap which was previously covered by a blanket.

"Gege..."

What did he want?

Song Yaoyao felt her throat was extremely dry and her cheeks were so hot that she could almost die.

She grabbed onto her shirt quietly, lifted her head, and saw the big figure in front of her.

Thump, thump, thump...

Her heart raced randomly like a lost deer.

Huo Yunque glanced down and slowly leaned forward.

Song Yaoyao was extremely nervous. She closed her eyes with both anticipation and fear.

But the kiss she was anticipating did not arrive. Instead, a palm slapped against her head.

Song Yaoyao opened her eyes.

The man's voice was slow as he held back a smile and sat upright.

"A child should act like a child. You can't be like this..."

Boom—

The deer in her heart dropped dead.

She straightened her face and her moist eyes glistened.

Stomping her feet angrily, she complained, "Gege!"