Chapter 677: Master Hou Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall
Chapter 677: I Won't Break My Promise to You
Qin Ruan leaned against the car window, her gentle and beautiful profile looking serene.
The curve of her lips carried a hint of bashfulness, making her resemble a little girl.
Hou Yirong glanced at her casually, his cunning eyes slightly raised, and the smile on his lips deepened a bit.
He was certain that Qin Ruan must be thinking of his third younger brother, so he didn't disturb her further.
The Hou family's convoy continued its journey in the first snow of early winter, and the speed seemed to have increased.
By the time they reached the Xiangxi Mansion, the ground was already covered in white.
Before getting off the car, Qin Ruan said to Hou Yirong, "brother Rong, don't leave. Stay here for the night?"
"Sure."
Hou Yirong didn't hesitate much and got off the car with her.
They pushed open the door of the room, and the warmth inside enveloped them.
The fireplace in the hall was lit, and Hou Yunjiao was sitting on the sofa next to the fireplace, covering his lower body with a thin blanket.
He wore a pair of glasses, which he didn't usually wear, on the bridge of his nose. He held a book in his hand, with his eyelids slightly drooping, and his fingertips still holding the page.
When he heard the sound of the door being pushed open, Hou Yunjiao placed his slender fingers on the book page and slowly closed the book.
He looked up at Hou Yirong and Qin Ruan, who returned late at night.
Hou Yirong supported Qin Ruan into the room and then let go of her arm, striding towards Hou Yunjiao.
He stood by the fireplace, warming himself, and looked at Hou Yunjiao teasingly, "Third Brother, you're still not asleep at this hour. Are you afraid I'll run away with sister-in-law?"
Hou Yunjiao sat casually, his actions and behavior exuding natural elegance.
Hearing Hou Yirong's words, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
Instead of responding to his words, he asked, "Are you hungry? There's porridge in the kitchen."
"Actually, I am hungry. I'll go eat something to fill my stomach!"
Hou Yirong walked towards the dining room.
Despite the late hour, the servants were still busy in the kitchen.
When they saw Hou Yirong come in, they quickly came forward to serve, "Second Young Master."
In the hall.
Qin Ruan stood at the entrance, taking off her coat.
She walked to Hou Yunjiao's side and casually tossed her coat on the back of a sofa chair. Then she turned to face the man sitting in front of her.
Perhaps it was the glow of the fireplace that illuminated Hou Yunjiao's face, making his already gentle features appear even softer.
The thick scholarly atmosphere and noble grace made him look like a refined and elegant scholar from ancient times.
Qin Ruan's red lips slightly parted as she asked, "Why haven't you slept yet at this hour?"
Hou Yunjiao reached out his hand towards her, a bewitching smile appearing on his lips as he spoke gently, "I promised to wait for your return."
Ignoring his outstretched hand, Qin Ruan turned and reached towards the fireplace to warm herself.
She said in a calm voice, "If I hadn't come back all night, would you not have slept all night?"
"I wouldn't have."
Hou Yunjiao's gentle voice echoed.
Qin Ruan's lips curved into a smile in response.
However, before she could show a satisfied smile, she heard him say again, "I would personally come to bring you back."
Qin Ruan turned her head, her beautiful eyes wide open, staring at the man in front of her with surprise, "You, how come you're so persistent?"
Staying up late was not good for the body and affected recovery.
Rushing back, she felt both moved and somewhat annoyed to see him waiting for her.
She would rather Hou Yunjiao not wait for her and rest early.
Hou Yunjiao extended his hand to her once more, his soft laughter ringing out, "It's not about being persistent; it's about not breaking my promise to you."
This time, Qin Ruan placed her slightly warm hand in his palm.
Hou Yunjiao pulled her to sit beside him.
He draped the blanket that was on his lap over Qin Ruan's body.
A servant carrying an intricately carved tray walked over.
After greeting Hou Yunjiao, Hou Yirong, and Qin Ruan, the servant kneeled down and gently placed the soup and porridge from the tray on the table.
"The temperature is just right. Madam, please enjoy."
"Thank you."
Qin Ruan thanked as usual.
The servant respectfully lowered his head, took two steps back, and then left.
Hou Yunjiao picked up the soup on the table, holding the spoon with his slender fingertips, gently stirring it.
He asked Qin Ruan, who was leaning on the sofa, "Should we have some soup to warm our stomachs first and then eat the porridge later?"
The latter lazily replied with a weak voice, "Sure, just some soup for now, and I'll have the porridge later."
Back here, or rather with Hou Yunjiao by her side, Qin Ruan felt relaxed both physically and mentally.
Seeing her tiredness, Hou Yunjiao held the spoon and brought it to Qin Ruan's mouth.
"Ruan Ruan, take a sip?"
Qin Ruan obediently opened her mouth and drank the soup at the perfect temperature.
They fed each other naturally, with one being familiar with receiving and the other accustomed to feeding. It seemed as if this was a routine they had done many times before.
Until half of the soup was finished, Hou Yunjiao once again brought the spoon to Qin Ruan's mouth. However, this time, she didn't move.
Before, as long as she slightly opened her lips, Hou Yunjiao would tilt the spoon, making it effortless for her to drink the soup.
But this time, the spoon stopped in front of her mouth, and she didn't make any movements.
Qin Ruan raised her eyes and stared at the gentle and noble man in front of her.
Hou Yunjiao narrowed his eyes, his gaze gentle as he fixed his eyes on a certain spot on her lips.
There was a trace of moisture on her lips from the soup, making people want to wipe it away.
Hou Yunjiao moved closer in a flash, leaning down towards Qin Ruan, and kissed the spot at the corner of her lips.
He tasted the trace of moisture with his lips.
The warm touch lingered for a long time, repeating and lingering.
Thinking that Hou Yunjiao might want a romantic French kiss, Qin Ruan obediently opened her lips.
But at this moment, he backed away. A shallow smile curved on his sexy thin lips as he said to Qin Ruan, "Second Brother is coming."
The words were whispered in Qin Ruan's ear, and Hou Yirong, who was approaching, couldn't hear them.
Seeing Hou Yunjiao and Qin Ruan sitting side by side, Hou Yirong, who came over, didn't notice anything unusual.
He sat down in front of them and glanced at the soup bowls on the table, understanding what had happened.
He teasingly swept his gaze over Qin Ruan, "Little sister, I can have a full stomach tonight, it seems I've benefited from being around you."
Tonight, Hou Yirong had a few drinks at the Fu family's banquet and didn't touch any food.
The kitchen only prepared porridge, and he had two bowls, which finally made his empty stomach feel a bit better.
The porridge was soft and had a sweet and sour taste.
He took only one sip, and he knew that it was prepared for Qin Ruan.
Qin Ruan touched the corner of her lips with her fingertips, not saying anything.
The lingering sensation of Hou Yunjiao's kiss from earlier, which was supposed to be cool, still felt a bit too hot.
Hou Yunjiao held Qin Ruan's hand, knowing that she hadn't fully returned to her senses, and looked at Huo Yirong.
In a calm voice, he asked, "Second Brother, how about Miss Fu? Is she suitable for you?"
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