I Like More Meat

When Huo Yunque didn't make a sound, she pouted her lips and got ready to cry.

Before she managed to open her mouth, a big hand covered her head and rubbed it.

There was a sigh beside her ear. "When have I ever said that I was sending you away?"

"Eh?!"

Song Yaoyao's eyes lit up as she lifted her rosy face. "Really? You're not going to send me away?"

"No."

Huo Yunque nodded as the girl's vibrant expression reflected in his eyes.

A slight smile appeared on his lips, and he said in seriousness, "But I still need to punish you."

"Ahhh!"

Before Song Yaoyao got to be happy for too long, she suddenly received bad news.

With a depressed expression, she stretched out her fair hand and faced her palm upward.

"Hit me then, Gege! As long as you don't send me away."

Because she was afraid of pain, she shut her eyes tight. Her moist eyelashes trembled and she looked inexplicably pitiful.