Chapter 785: Liu Yu? Where’s The Storyteller?
Translator: Yunyi
“Get in the car! You’re the one who talks too much.”
Huo Jiu held his forehead and kicked him.
Huo Si quickly moved away. “Little Jiu, how could you hit your big brother. It’s rude!”
Huo Jiu: “Ha.”
I don’t have a stupid big brother.
…
After drinking two cups of milk tea, the consequence was…
Song Yaoyao’s teeth hurt.
She covered her small face, her cheeks swollen like steamed buns, and rolled around in the blanket with tears in her eyes.
“Huhuhu… it hurts so much…”
Huo Yunque came in with a cold expression. He had just gotten out of the car when he came in, so he did not even have time to change his clothes.
“Tell me, what happened?”
He had already strictly controlled the amount of sweets she ate, and every time she finished eating, he would watch her brush her teeth.
Yet, what happened in the end?
Song Yaoyao was in so much pain that she could not speak. All she could do was lay in the blanket and cry.
Huo Yunque furrowed his brows at the sound of her crying. He felt an inexplicable anger rise in his heart.
“Liu Yu, get over here!”
Huo Qi stood outside the door awkwardly and touched his nose when he heard him.
“Master… Liu Yu is still storytelling at Royal View…”
“Pfff!”
Song Yaoyao admitted that it was inappropriate for her to laugh at this moment, but it was really funny.
She was crying because of her physiology, and it had nothing to do with her mood.
This led to an awkward situation.
The young girl covered her face with her hands as tears fell, and she could not help but giggle.
Huo Yunque facepalmed. “Is it really funny?”
Song Yaoyao: “Huhuhu… hahaha…”
Huo Yunque: “…”
There was simply nothing he could do about it.
Huo Yunque sighed and walked over to pull her into his arms. He pinched her chin and examined her carefully. Her face was swollen.
According to her sensitivity to pain, how painful would it be?
Huo Qi wanted to laugh but did not dare to. After all, it was rare to see the Master speechless.
He cleared his throat and asked softly, “Then, Master… do you still want Liu Yu to come back?”
Huo Yunque turned his head and looked at him with a sharp gaze.
Huo Qi quickly lowered his head and looked at her respectfully.
He understood.
“Yes, Master. I’ll bring Liu Yu back right away!”
Song Yaoyao’s eyes were filled with tears, and she could not wipe them away.
Huo Yunque felt suffocated.
However, Song Yaoyao was already pitiful enough. He couldn’t hit her nor scold her, so what else could he do other than spoil her?
“Forget it.”
He laughed the way he wanted to.
His deep voice was filled with helplessness.
“Huhuhu…”
Song Yaoyao sobbed and wanted to laugh again.
Her expression was strange as she cried, “Just give me… just give me a painkiller.”
Huo Yunque narrowed his eyes and pinched her chin.
“Student Song Yaoyao, how many sweets did you eat behind my back, huh?”
Song Yaoyao felt extremely guilty. She would never tell Huo Yunque that she spent every day at school…
“I didn’t eat any…” she answered vaguely.
Huo Yunque only needed a glance to see through all her little thoughts.
“Get ready, let’s pull out your teeth.”
His tone was casual.
“No!!”
If Song Yaoyao was a cat, she would definitely be so scared that her hair would stand on end.
She quickly retreated out of Huo Yunque’s arms, her eyes filled with fear.
She covered her mouth with her hands and said in a m.u.f.fled voice, “I don’t want to!”
“It’s better to be short-lived than long-lasting.”
Huo Yunque lazily crossed his arms and legs, and his smile was extremely gentle.
Song Yaoyao did not want to laugh at all now.
Instead, she cried extremely loudly.
“Huhuhu!”
She did not want to pull out her teeth!
She didn’t want air to seep out when she talked!
It would hurt to death!
…
When Huo Qi found Liu Yu, Liu Yu was sitting on the stage, blabbering.
“Last time, we talked about Young Master Liu. Oh, Young Master Liu… Did you guys know that he got together with a widow? Most importantly, that widow was ten years older than him. But do you think his family would approve of it? They had no choice but to break them apart….”