Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 113: Third Master: Do you want to give birth to him?

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Third Master: Do you want to give birth to him?

Huo Yunjiao casually put the pregnancy report aside, lowered his eyes, and stared at Qin Ruan’s flat belly.

She had a very nice body, perfectly curved waist without any extra flab, her little belly not showing at all.

Of course, it might because her pregnancy was still short, nothing much was visible yet.

Sanye was staring intensely at Qin Ruan’s belly, his eyes twinkling with tiny specks of light.

That was where his offspring was growing, a strange feeling of fatherhood expectation stirred in his heart.

Huo Yunjiao, exuded a gentle aura, with a faint smile lingering at the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps his expectation for the child was too obvious, his gaze too passionate, that it dissipated the tension in Qin Ruan’s heart.

She touched her belly, her voice steady: "I assume Sanye already knows that I was the one at the Imperial Court Hotel that night. The pregnancy report you just saw is mine, I’m pregnant. I wonder what Sanye is planning?"

Huo Yunjiao stared at the wrist that was touching her abdomen, and was taken aback for a moment, a slight daze on his handsome face.

He remembered the force he used to hold down that wrist in his dream, the struggle of rejection and acceptance from the other party.

Scenes of chaos spun in his mind, the girl crying next to his ear, her voice weak and pitiful.

She was as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

He personally painted his unique color and scent on this blank sheet.

The process of a girl becoming a woman was personally participated and controlled by him.

She was so beautiful, exceptionally beautiful, pure yet seductive.

Seemingly cold, but deep down she exuded a charm that could turn a man upside down.

All these, unknown to others.

Huo Sanye, who monopolized Qin Ruan and understood her inside and out, was the clearest.

Qin Ruan did not get a reply for a long time, and when she saw him staring at her belly, she waved her hand in front of his eyes.

She called out to him: "Sanye?"

"Hmm?"

The husky voice was sexy and deep, dark and seductive, he seemed to like using nasal sounds.

The two were sitting very close, close enough for Qin Ruan to see every eyelash of Huo Yunjiao.

His eyelashes were long and slightly curled, just a blink seemed to scratch Qin Ruan’s heart.

Apart from being Sanye Huo, this man’s face was truly handsome, elegant, and extraordinary.

Just based on his face, Qin Ruan felt that he could do whatever he wanted and be forgiven for anything.

Indeed, beauty can lead one astray, the ancient people did not deceive me!

Qin Ruan casually moved her gaze away, gently touched her abdomen, and tried to keep her voice as calm as possible: "Sanye haven’t answered my question yet, what do you think about the child?"

"What about you?" Huo Yunjiao smiled, and asked, "I remembered you’re only nineteen this year, do you want to give birth to him?"

"Of course!" Qin Ruan suddenly raised her head, her eyes flashing with sharp and alert light, showing a hint of cruelty.

In her previous life, she didn’t protect the child, who was schemed to death. She felt guilty and distressed.

In this life, no one dare to hurt her child.

Whoever dares to touch her child will have to put their life at stake!

For the masterminds Han Xian, Han Kexin and her daughter, they would have their own retribution, otherwise, she wouldn’t have tolerated them recklessly jumping around till now!

Huo Yunjiao’s casual and carefree tone hit Qin Ruan’s bottom-line.

She never thought that he would not want the child.

In her previous life, he named the child, buried her and Huo Yao in Wanbao Mountain, and even stayed with the mother and child after death.

As a result, she had always believed that Huo Yunjiao, like her, was looking forward to the arrival of the child.

Qin Ruan’s distant attitude and obvious caution was more than obvious.

Huo Yunjiao’s face remained as gentle as ever, the smile in his eyes not diminished, he reached out and touched Qin Ruan’s soft hair.