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Chapter 612: Qin Ruan Bullied by Third Young Master, Acting All Cutesy!

 


Chapter 612: Qin Ruan Bullied by Third Young Master, Acting All Cutesy!


Hou Yunjiao sat in the sunroom, his eyes slightly closed, calmly gazing at the green plants in front of him.


His flawless and exquisite face showed a contemplative expression, and no one knew what he was thinking.


Outside the room.


Qin Ruan reached out and touched the glass door in front of her, tracing the figure of the person inside with her fingertips.


As if sensing her presence, Hou Yunjiao suddenly turned his head.


A pair of cold and profound eyes met a complex gaze shrouded in mist.


Their gazes collided in the void.


Hou Yunjiao softened the coldness in his eyes, and in an instant, it melted like ice and snow, gently looking at Qin Ruan.


He beckoned to the person outside the door, with a soft arc at the corner of his lips.


Under the sunlight, Hou Yunjiao looked so perfect that it made people dizzy.


Qin Ruan's expression changed slightly, and she slowly lowered her gaze.


She pushed open the door and walked in with steady steps.


Looking at the approaching person, Huo Yunjiao knowingly asked, "Is everything resolved?"


Qin Ruan's presence here was enough to show that things were handled well.


When she returned, Hou Chuan had already reported to Hou Yunjiao about what happened.


He informed Hou Yunjiao about everything, including the details of how Qin Ruan intimidated the dark guards of the Punishment Hall.


Qin Ruan walked to Hou Yunjiao's side and sat down beside him.


She rested her head on the man's shoulder, the movement natural and skillful, as if she did it often.


Qin Ruan's nose twitched, detecting a faint scent of blood on Hou Yunjiao.


Her eyes covered with misty coldness revealed a touch of chill.


This man was spitting blood again.


Qin Ruan reached out and held Huo Yunjiao's hand, their fingers interlocking.


She used her remaining psychic power to transmit some of it to him through their joined hands.


Hou Yunjiao lowered his eyes, the gentle gaze fixed on Qin Ruan's expressionless face.


His eyes were as deep as the sea, and a momentary sharpness flashed in the depths of his pupils, but it didn't affect his elegance and nobility.


Qin Ruan exuded an aura of resentment; she was not in a good mood.


Hou Yunjiao pursed his lips, his gaze heavy.


He touched Qin Ruan's hair, feeling the comfort coming from her hand.


He knew that Qin Ruan was once again wasting some kind of power to regulate his body.


"Not happy?"


The inquiring voice came from above, interrupting Qin Ruan's thoughts.


Indeed, she was not happy.


Hou Yunjiao's body was unstable, and the child was about to be born.


He lacked killing intent, and she felt a bit anxious.


Not hearing Qin Ruan's response, Hou Yunjiao misunderstood.


He embraced Qin Ruan and closed the distance between them.


Their bodies were close, and through the fabric of their clothes, they could clearly hear each other's heartbeat.


Hou Yunjiao lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.


Their lips met, and neither of them moved.


Seeing that Qin Ruan had calmed down, Hou Yunjiao gently stroked the back of her neck, feeling the warmth different from his coolness.


Qin Ruan's eyelashes trembled, looking up at him.


In her startled gaze, there was a trace of obedience that evoked pity.


The next moment, laughter erupted from their lips.


The laughter was joyful, filled with contentment.


Hou Yunjiao backed away, his fingertips lightly touching Qin Ruan's pale lips.


He lazily leaned back in the sofa, and the laughter didn't stop.


He had long noticed that Qin Ruan seemed unable to resist his closeness.


Every time she wanted to throw a little tantrum, his affectionate gestures would instantly pacify her.


Hou Yunjiao's index finger was still lightly caressing Qin Ruan's lips, the action teasing and ambiguous, with an indescribable meaning.


Of course, if you ignored Hou Yunjiao's laughter, the two of them might really reach a level of physical and emotional communication.


His laughter was too disruptive to the atmosphere.


"No laughing!"


Qin Ruan was getting a headache from his laughter, and her face flushed with embarrassment.


This man was too much of a bully.


And his laughter was too unfair!


Seeing that Qin Ruan was about to get angry again, Hou Yunjiao's laughter subsided.


He held Qin Ruan's little hand and spoke seriously, "Ruan Ruan, you will take over the Punishment Hall. You are intelligent and know what you want."


Hou Yunjiao's face was composed and confident as he spoke.


Meeting his deep and affectionate gaze, Qin Ruan's annoyance gradually dissipated.


Hou Yunjiao's long eyelashes blinked, making Qin Ruan a little dazed.


Being good-looking really could easily make people forgive you.


Qin Ruan pouted, feeling disdainful of herself.


She adjusted her slightly disorganized breathing and gently rubbed the Buddhist beads on Hou Yunjiao's wrist with her fingertips.


She didn't deny what he said but instead advised with a hint of uncertainty, "Are you so sure I will take over the Punishment Hall?"


She let go of Hou Yunjiao's hand, straightened her posture, and created some distance between them.


The intimacy they had just now disappeared.


Hou Yunjiao remained as calm and elegant as ever, with a sense of restraint in his movements.


He didn't mind Qin Ruan's little temper but instead pulled her back into his embrace.


When Qin Ruan was about to struggle to get away, Hou Yunjiao lowered his head and kissed her lips.


Their lips met, and neither of them moved.


Seeing that Qin Ruan had softened, Hou Yunjiao reached out and lightly touched her neck, smelling her scent.


He gently teased, "You have a lot of jealousy, huh? Let me smell, is Ruan Ruan jealous today?"


Qin Ruan was going to push him away, but Hou Yunjiao preemptively retreated.


She stared at the man in front of her with a fierce expression, "Where does the jealousy come from? Could it be that Third Young Master knocked over a vinegar jar and got stained by it?"


Qin Ruan acted all cutesy and angry, a sight that softened Hou Yunjiao's heart.


He smiled, his peach blossom eyes half-closed, and he looked lazy and luxurious.

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