Dirty Thoughts

Huo Yunque was dumbfounded as he looked over and held back a laugh.

From his point of view, the girl was delicate and wasn't kneeling with sincerity. She was trying to kneel, but she was actually sitting.

Her hands were twisting her ears as she stared at him.

But from what he saw, she was blinking her eyes and trying to force out some tears.

"Get up," Huo Yunque said helplessly.

As soon as he spoke, Song Yaoyao immediately lit up.

She pounced over and grabbed onto Huo Yunque's leg. "Huhuhuhu, I know I'm wrong. I'll get up when you forgive me!"

As she spoke, she secretly felt her Gege's leg.

His muscles were firm and his legs were long and slender.

It felt so good...

"Song Yaoyao!"

Huo Yunque's eyes narrowed dangerously and he looked extremely intimidating. "Your hands aren't being obedient. Should I chop them off for you?"