Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1101: Ruanruan Is Annoyed, The Kind That Can’t Be Pacified

Chapter 1101: Chapter 1101: Ruanruan Is Annoyed, The Kind That Can’t Be Pacified

Huo Yirong calmly walked into the encirclement. He reached out, ready to touch Song Qing’s body just like Huo Qiang had.

Song Qing abruptly turned around, her slightly reddened eyes staring fixedly at him. Although she still wore a stoic expression, the words that came out had more emotion compared to before. "Second Young Master! Do not come close to me! Leave!"

Her deep voice contained a hidden warning of worry.

Huo Yirong’s eyes intensely focused on her as he coldly demanded, "Who are you really?!"

Song Qing didn’t answer, but instead, looked at him sadly for a moment.

Then she felt an increasingly urgent summons from her master, and she turned and broke out of the encirclement, running swiftly through the Huo family mansion.

Her figure almost vanished in the blink of an eye, disappearing from everyone’s sight.

She left so fast, a speed no human could match, almost leaving no trace to capture.

Furthermore, from the way Song Qing had spoken just now, she still looked like the person Huo Yirong had once known. However, her eyes flickered with a faint red glow, looking quite sinister, and her whole body was shrouded in a thin, unreadable dark mist.

Huo Qiang climbed up from the ground and walked peculiarly up to Huo Yirong.

He knelt on one knee to confess his fault. "I am incompetent, please punish me, Second Young Master!"

"It’s not your fault, get up!"

After speaking coldly, Huo Yirong turned and walked back to his younger brother’s tower, planning to ask Qin Ruan for a clear explanation.

Originally, she had greatly fancied Song Qing, but later her attitude had suddenly changed; one could say Song Qing’s departure from the Huo family was partly due to Qin Ruan.

Given such a huge shift in attitude, Qin Ruan must know what happened to Song Qing.

Huo Yirong entered the hall and didn’t see his younger brother or Qin Ruan. He hurried up the stairs, his suppressed rage not evident on his face.

Upon reaching the bedroom door, he didn’t even hesitate. He pushed the door open forcefully, and the scene inside came into his view.

Qin Ruan was clinging to Huo Yunjiao, her slim waist firmly held in his arms.

It was unclear whether she was being forced or was enjoying the skilled kiss from the man sitting on the edge of the bed.

Seeing the two people intimately embracing, wrapped in a tender atmosphere, Huo Yirong immediately slammed the door shut.

"Bang!"

The loud slamming of the door startled the embracing pair.

Qin Ruan wanted to look back, but a distinct hand pressed on the back of her head, words muffled and disgruntled spilled from her lips, "Girl, don’t get distracted!"

Huo Yunjiao knew who had come.

But at such a critical moment, he couldn’t let go of the person in his arms who could soothe him.

It was a time when no one could intervene.

The hand around Qin Ruan’s waist slipped under the thin fabric of her clothes, gently massaging her delicate skin.

Both of their clothes had become somewhat wrinkled, and with it, Qin Ruan’s breathing had started to falter.

Huo Yunjiao’s kissing skills were obviously more adept and smooth. Qin Ruan, who had been distracted at first, soon had reddened corners of her eyes and her tense body also relaxed.

Her eyes, misted with moisture, looked pitifully at the man in front of her radiating strong possessive desires, unable to restrain his urge to devour her.

Sensing the approaching danger, Qin Ruan knew she could no longer let herself go.

She was acutely aware of his desire for her.

It was too big a change; she couldn’t ignore it even if she wanted to.

Qin Ruan lightly lifted her body away from the dangerous spot, careful not even to touch his knees.

Her hands, which had been around his neck, loosened, and she began pushing against his chest in protest.

Feeling her resistance, Huo Yunjiao’s hands tightened around her supple waist as he leaned in to kiss her lips forcefully, stealing all the breath from her lungs, the intensity startling.

However, what frightened Qin Ruan the most was the pressure of the man’s hand on her shoulder, making her acutely aware of his desire for her.

Qin Ruan’s already watery eyes flashed with panic and fear.

She was genuinely frightened of what he might do, especially since she was pregnant and the first three months were critical—a time when many activities were inconvenient.

The man in front of her had clearly lost control, which worried her further.

Perhaps sensing Qin Ruan’s fear, Huo Yunjiao loosened his arm around her waist and stopped coveting her soft, red lips, slowly pulling away.

Qin Ruan tilted her head, resting her chin on Third Master’s shoulder.

Her lips parted slightly, breathing in the fresh air.

Her breath, still unsteady, rose in Huo Yunjiao’s ear, causing the veins on his forehead to throb more visibly.

Did this girl even know what she was doing? Just as he had calmed his predatory thoughts, she provoked them again, leaving Huo Yunjiao itching with frustration.

Yet, seeing her uncontrollably tremble in his arms but in a difficult, unsupported sitting position without being on his lap, he felt a pang of sympathy and dared not make another move, fearing she might burst into tears any moment.

He glanced sideways at Qin Ruan’s slightly flushed profile and her dazed, gleaming eyes, uncontrollably lowered his head, and kissed her slightly warm cheek before whispering in her ear, "Don’t be scared, I won’t do anything."

His voice was husky, filled with indescribable desire.

Qin Ruan’s body, which was about to tense up, relaxed at his words.

She lay motionless in Third Master’s arms, her mind blank, devoid of any thoughts.

Huo Yunjiao picked her up, laid her on the bed, and pulled the blanket over her, softly saying, "Second Brother just came by. I’ll go check what he wants."

If it were not urgent, the other party wouldn’t have come in without knocking.

Qin Ruan was slow to react, propped up on the bed, and after a while, she finally responded, "Mm."

Huo Yunjiao ruffled her hair, straightened his disheveled clothes slightly, and walked toward the door.

He had barely taken a step when his hand was grasped.

Qin Ruan’s thoughts had been in disarray, and it took her a moment to understand what Third Master had said.

Realizing that Huo Yirong had witnessed their entangled state, Qin Ruan panicked all at once.

A hint of shame emerged from the depths of her heart, although it didn’t show on her face.

Huo Yunjiao turned around, his gentle gaze incomprehensibly resting on her.

Qin Ruan swallowed nervously and asked uncertainly, "Was it really Yirong just now? Did he see everything?"

Panic and slight anger were unmistakable in her eyes.

Huo Yunjiao lowered his gaze, suppressing the faint smile in his eyes, and soothingly pinched Qin Ruan’s hand, "Second Brother is not an outsider, and he won’t gossip. There’s no need to feel embarrassed."

"It’s all your fault!"

Qin Ruan pulled away from his hand, her emotions getting the better of her, her words heavy with reproach.

Knowing she felt shy, Huo Yirong had no choice but to lower his dignity and comfort her like coaxing a child, "Sweetheart—it’s okay."

Qin Ruan stayed silent, her eyes accusingly staring at him.

This situation would be difficult for anyone.

Remembering their intimate pose just moments ago, Qin Ruan wished she could turn back time and lock the door the moment she entered.

"Knock-knock—"

Someone knocked from outside the room.

After hearing this, Huo Yunjiao rubbed the back of Qin Ruan’s hand with his fingertips, "Should I go check? Second Brother probably has something urgent."

"Suit yourself!"

Qin Ruan turned over and lay down, her back to him, radiating a vibe clearly difficult to appease.