Even at bedtime, Song Yaoyao's mind was still filled with images from the dance studio.

Sexy, firm, and filled with power.

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The image in her eyes was completely different.

And it made her knees go weak.

Song Yaoyao, who was hidden under the covers, suddenly pounced forward and pressed Huo Yunque onto the bed. Her eyes glowed as she straddled the man's waist.

She shuffled into his arms. "Teach me how to dance! I want to dance like you."

Huo Yunque was caught by surprise. The ambush made him freeze.

He lay on the girl's bed with his bathrobe hanging loosely to his body. He narrowed his eyes. "No."

Song Yaoyao wrapped her arms around his neck and rubbed her head against it like a kitten. "Have you ever danced for another woman? You dance so well that I want to hide you away in secret."

The more she got to know him, the more she realized how talented he was.

It almost seemed as though there was nothing that he couldn't do.

When they first met, he was so cold; everything he did was cold.

But the dance that he just did, had subconsciously shattered what Song Yaoyao thought she knew about him.

He had become a lot more colorful and rich.

He was such a tease.

Huo Yunque noticed the look in the girl's eyes. His lips curved and he slowly said, "I guess so."

"Who was it?!"

Song Yaoyao was suddenly jealous. She rubbed the red mark on her wrist and took a bite of the man's sexy neck.

"I will hunt her down!"

"Then..."

Huo Yunque held back a smile. Suddenly, he grabbed onto her waist and flipped her over.

Song Yaoyao felt her body turn and her dominant position was immediately taken from her.

The man was supported by the long arms which pressed down beside her cheeks. When he breathed, his warm breaths fell upon her ear.

"Then you may not get the chance..." He looked amused. "That woman was my mother."

Bam—

Song Yaoyao had a feeling her face was really red. So, had she been jealous of her own future mother-in-law?

Ahhh!

She may as well die!

"I hate you!"

Song Yaoyao turned her head and kicked him in anger.

"Really?"

Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows. He then leaned over and carried her in his arms."Sleep well."

Song Yaoyao puffed up her cheeks and mumbled, "I'll hate you for one minute!"

She realized she couldn't stay angry at a perfect man like Huo Yunque. In fact, in a fight, she may even end up hitting herself.

"One minute's up."

The man kissed her on the forehead. "Good night."

Song Yaoyao pouted her lips. "A good night kiss should go here~" She pointed to her lips with an anticipating gaze.

They had only made their relationship official a few days ago, but the girl had already learned how to ask for kisses.

Her cheeks were red as she remained hopeful.

It was impossible to reject her. Huo Yunque's throat twitched and he lowered his head.

The girl immediately pouted her lips. Her rosy-cheeked face was soft and adorable. She was so delicate and precious.

However...

The expected goodnight kiss did not arrive. Instead, her head was covered by a quilt.

The man's voice gradually got further and further away.

"Sleep early. Children should stop thinking so much."

"Hey!"

Song Yaoyao pulled down the quilt angrily. Her hair sat messily on top of her head as she looked at the closed door and complained, "You just wait! Eventually, I will make you realize that I'm not a child!"

She said each word clearly with anger.