Chapter 616: Sweet Daily Life of a Tender Couple, Qin Ruan Gets Teased
Chapter 616: Sweet Daily Life of a Tender Couple, Qin Ruan Gets Teased
Hou Yunjiao stood in front of the sink, gradually calming his mind.
There was a familiar feeling emanating from Qin Ruan's body that made him unable to resist the urge to get close to her.
He didn't resist being close to Qin Ruan, but in their current situation, he couldn't harm her.
He had come dangerously close to succumbing to his subconscious desires just now.
After some time, Hou Yunjiao regained his composure.
He washed his hands in the clear water, removing any traces of evidence left behind during his actions.
Hou Yunjiao estimated the time. He had stayed in the room for a bit too long. He grabbed a nearby towel, roughly dried his hands, and headed towards the bathroom.
In the dimly lit room, Qin Ruan was still lying on the bed motionless.
As the Hou Yunjiao stood by the bathroom door, his lips pursed lightly, and his finely sculpted face showed a hint of resistance.
He stared fixedly at the figure under the thin blanket.
Taking a deep breath, Hou Yunjiao walked slowly to the bedside.
He leaned over and got close to Qin Ruan, "Are you hungry? Do you want to go downstairs and eat something?"
Qin Ruan's closed eyes opened abruptly. Her watery gaze looked charming.
"I'm lazy, don't want to move," she said weakly.
She felt lazy, but more importantly, she had no strength.
Hou Yunjiao gently touched her face, feeling the sweat on her skin.
In his deep, dark eyes, there was an unfathomable gleam.
"Shall I carry you to wash up?"
As soon as he said this, Qin Ruan opened her eyes wide.
She looked adorable with her eyes glistening, "No need, I can do it myself."
In her opinion, it would be a joke to have the Hou Yunjiao carry her to wash up again. She would be sending herself to the wolf's den.
Saying that, Qin Ruan tried to sit up, supporting herself with weak arms.
Halfway up, her body weakened.
Just as she was about to collapse, Hou Yunjiao reached out, holding her waist, and helped her lie back down.
Hou Yunjiao said tenderly, "Don't force yourself, just lie down."
Qin Ruan pouted her delicate lips, showing a look of unwillingness.
Her appearance was incredibly alluring, and Huo Yunjiao unconsciously averted his gaze. He suggested gently, "Shall I have the servants bring the food up?"
Qin Ruan thought for a moment and nodded obediently, "Okay."
Her hands, which had been tightly clenched under the blanket, relaxed slowly.
Hou Yunjiao comfortingly stroked her head, "I'll leave first. You rest for a while, and then you can wash up. No rush."
"Okay," Qin Ruan replied, her voice muffled.
Huo Yunjiao smiled softly, turned around, and left the room.
The soft sound of the door closing reverberated, and Qin Ruan's tense body completely relaxed.
The restlessness and anxiety that had overwhelmed her when she first woke up were now gone.
Only embarrassment and a slight sense of shame remained.
After some time, Qin Ruan pushed aside the covers and got up.
Her home wear that she had changed into before going to bed was already damp with sweat.
Leaving the warm covers, a faint chill struck her.
Her body trembled, and she hastened her steps towards the bathroom.
...
After Hou Yunjiao left the bedroom, the pressure that had been building up in his chest slowly dissipated.
He could tell that Qin Ruan was feeling shy.
He hoped she hadn't noticed his embarrassment.
Qin Ruan's attraction to him was too strong, making him exert great effort to restrain himself from doing anything inappropriate.
He was well aware of Doctor Chen's advice, but he found it impossible to comply.
Qin Ruan was not an ordinary pregnant woman; she had a larger belly, carrying twins.
He couldn't allow any accidents to happen.
Qin Ruan's dependence on him might not necessarily require following the doctor's orders.
Utilizing external help could also bring them closer.
Recalling the various intimacies they had shared before, Hou Yunjiao tugged at his collar, took a deep breath, and headed downstairs.
Downstairs.
Lin Hao was leaning against the display cabinet, playing with his phone casually.
The hall had hidden guards stationed in various corners, like statues, almost undetectable, along with the busy maids.
When Hou Yunjiao descended the stairs, Lin Hao immediately stood straight.
He approached, "Third Master."
Hou Yunjiao coldly assessed the man before him.
Lin Hao was tall and well-built, carefree and unrestrained, with firm and resolute features.
He still remembered when Lin Hao first arrived at the Hou family; he exuded a fierce and brutal aura.
The arrogance and wildness had diminished significantly after spending some time here.
With further refinement, he might become an asset to Qin Ruan.
The Third Master had been worried for Qin Ruan.
Back then, he left Lin Hao here to cultivate a trustworthy subordinate for Qin Ruan.
Rubbing his forehead, Hou Yunjiao asked wearily, "How is Hou Qiang?"
Lin Hao replied respectfully, "The wound was hurt again, but it's not a big problem."
"Make sure she stays put. No unnecessary movements recently. When her injuries have fully healed, she can come out again."
After Hou Yunjiao brushed past Lin Hao, his chilly and indifferent words clearly reached Lin Hao's ears.
Lin Hao nodded, "I'll tell her."
Watching the man walking ahead, Lin Hao couldn't help but wonder if it was his imagination.
The Third Young Master seemed a little off today, and a strange feeling lingered.
This familiar subtle feeling reminded Lin Hao of spring.
In this season of revival and reproduction, the air was filled with a strong scent of hormones.
The Third Young Master seemed like an unsuccessful suitor, exuding an aura of unsatisfied desire.
Unaware that he had been seen through, Hou Yunjiao sat on the sofa in the hall.
He glanced at the delicate ceramic jar placed on the table.
Pointing at the jar, he asked Lin Hao, who was not far away, "What is this?"
Lin Hao replied in a low voice, "Hou Qiang brought it back. I asked him, and he said it's filled with high-quality tea."
Hou Yunjiao recalled the task he had assigned to Hou Qiang.
He had asked him to invite Hou Family's Ninth Uncle over, using the excuse of inviting him to play chess and drink tea. Those elderly elders had no specific preferences, but they had a special fondness for tea and chess.
Hou Yunjiao's lips curved up with an emotionless arc, and he asked Lin Hao, "Where is Hou Qiang?"
Lin Hao answered, "He's wrapping things up in the small building."
Hou Yunjiao instructed in a deep voice, "Have someone call him back."
Lin Hao nodded and left.
After he left, Hou Yunjiao also summoned the kitchen staff.
He had them deliver dinner
to the bedroom upstairs, allowing Qin Ruan to eat there.
The young lady was too shy and had expended quite a bit of energy. She probably wouldn't come down today.
...
Qin Ruan finished washing up, and the servants had already placed dinner in her room.
The middle-aged maid in the bedroom saw Qin Ruan coming out of the bathroom.
She was wearing a loose bathrobe, revealing ambiguous red marks on her neck, evoking one's imagination.
The maid quickly withdrew her gaze and respectfully bent over, "Madam, the master said you're not feeling well tonight, so you'll have dinner upstairs."
"Okay..."
Qin Ruan blushed inexplicably.
Now that she was back to her senses, she recalled what the Hou Yunjiao had said earlier.
Was he really not teasing her?
They hadn't even done anything, and he didn't even want her to go downstairs.
If something did happen, would she even survive?
"Madam, please have your meal. I'll be at the door. Just call me when you're done," the maid said in a dutiful tone.
Qin Ruan wiped her half-dried hair and replied softly, "Sure."
The maid slightly bent over and retreated two steps before leaving the room.
Seeing the sumptuous dishes on the table, Qin Ruan's stomach started to protest.
The twins inside her belly also seemed to be active, conveying their discontent.
She hadn't even finished drying her hair, but she hurriedly sat at the table and began to eat heartily.
Halfway through the meal, the two little ones in her belly finally settled down.
Qin Ruan's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of her phone, placed on the bed, lighting up.
Her eating slowed down.
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