Gege, Saranghae!

He turned his head angrily. At a glance, he immediately saw the man who was approaching them. The wind swept up the coat on his shoulders, his figure was tall and slender, and his temperament was refined and noble.

Huo Ningxi choked and called out, "Small Uncle!"

"Gege?!"

Song Yaoyao turned around and discovered that Huo Ningxi wasn't lying to her. Huo Yunque was indeed walking toward her.

Her eyes were bright, and her peaceful temperament was immediately replaced with a vivid and joyful vibe.

She ran toward the man with a pitter-patter.

Huo Ningxi opened his mouth but realized he had no right to stop her.

Who was he to stop her?

As the girl ran toward him, Huo Yunque stood in place and stopped walking. He curled his lips and spread his arms. When the girl saw this, she smiled sweetly and rushed into his arms like a small cannonball.

How difficult it was for her to run that quickly when she was dressed like a raccoon.