Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 720: The Huo Family Brothers’ Disagreement, A Battle about to Break Out

Chapter 720: Chapter 720: The Huo Family Brothers’ Disagreement, A Battle about to Break Out

The following day.

Champs Elysees Manor.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Huo Yao was the first to open his eyes.

The little fellow stretched out his limbs, his shiny eyes observing the unfamiliar surroundings.

Sniffing the familiar scent beside him, he broke into a grin.

Huo Yao was initially lying between Grandpa Huo and Qin Ruan. Upon waking, he started to clumsily crawl towards Grandpa Huo.

His chubby butt swaying left and right, he arrived on Grandpa Huo’s chest at a very slow speed.

Grandpa Huo was sound asleep and was disturbed by the young one’s activities, his eyebrows furrowed as he waved his hand away.

Huo Yao, who’d just climbed onto him, was swiped away, falling straight onto Huo Anqi, who was still deep in slumber.

"Um!"

Huo Anqi’s dark and displeased eyes opened, gazing at his big brother, Huo Yao.

"Ah Ah——" Huo Anqi opened his mouth, complaining impatiently a few times.

Huo Yao quickly stuffed his little foot into his mouth, waving his chubby hand.

"Slap!"

A slap landed on Huo Anqi’s face.

The sequence of actions that followed was swift and clear.

Huo Anqi couldn’t take it anymore, he rose and responded with his little fists to Huo Yao.

The two infants started wrestling as soon as they woke up.

The brothers fought for real – a punch from you, a kick from me, a slap from you, a scratch from me.

They battled on equal footing, neither willing to admit defeat.

Huo Yao’s chubby hand tightly grabbed Huo Anqi’s hair, putting all his might into it.

The young prince’s small fists, on the other hand, pinched his brother’s pouty mouth, his small hands also not lacking in strength.

The two were locked in a stalemate for a while, with neither willing to let go.

"Whooa!"

Huo Yao, whose mouth was being pinched, made a whooa sound as if wanting to make peace with his brother.

Huo Anqi’s deep, solemn eyes, just like Grandpa Huo’s, narrowed slightly, and a suspicious expression flashed across his serious little face.

Huo Yao remained persistent: "Whooa, whooa——"

"Umm..." Huo Anqi let out a low grunt, slowly loosening his grip.

The moment Little Prince Huo let go, the hair he was grabbing was also released.

Neither of the two brothers emerged victorious, leaving the fight with no clear winner or loser, and a temporary peace was reached.

Grandpa Huo and Qin Ruan were still sleeping, blissfully unaffected by the two children’s antics.

Huo Yao shot an annoyed look at his brother before attempting to climb towards Grandpa Huo once more.

The exertion from his earlier "battle" had taken a lot out of him, leaving his movements to be more sluggish than before.

Seeing his elder brother crawling towards their father, Huo Anqi turned and started towards their mother.

Once again Huo Yao managed to reach Grandpa Huo’s chest, this time reaching out to pinch grandpa’s thin lips, forcibly tugging them down.

Instantly, Grandpa Huo’s serene sleeping face turned stern, his brow furrowed as he opened his unpleased eyes.

His handsome and indifferent face, exuding nobility and grandeur, now wore a murderous expression.

But upon seeing the soft little dumpling in front of him, the icy demeanor in Grandpa Huo’s eyes softened into a warm tenderness, filled with an unabashedly doting and tender affection.

He pulled Huo Yao into his embrace, his thin lips parting slightly as he spoke in his sexy and husky voice, "Up so early, are you hungry?"

Huo Yao brought his face close to Grandpa’s cheek and gave it a sloppy kiss, leaving a trail of saliva on it.

Rather than being repulsed, Grandpa’s lips curled into a gentle smile. With the little one in his arms, he closed his weary eyes, a satisfied chuckle escaping from his mouth.

Huo Anqi had also crawled to Qin Ruan’s side. He turned around and saw his father and big brother being affectionate.

A glimmer of light flashed through his quiet gaze as he rolled over into Qin Ruan’s arms.

His small hands reached towards Qin Ruan’s exposed chest.

He was hungry, and wanted to eat.

Knowing just what to do, Huo Anqi lifted Qin Ruan’s home wear.

Once he found his "meal", he moved his little mouth towards it.

With a smack, a noise louder than Uncle Huo’s resounded.

"Hiss!"

Qin Ruan felt a pang in her chest and her eyes snapped open.

Her hand was already on Huo Anqi’s head, poised to throw him away.

When she lowered her head and saw it was her second son, a shocked expression crossed Qin Ruan’s delicate face.

She blinked, understanding the scene before her eyes.

It turns out the little one was hungry and had found his own food.

It was Qin Ruan’s first time breastfeeding, and she couldn’t help feeling a little uncomfortable.

The hand she had placed on Huo Anqi’s head lessened in force, turning from a push into a gentle stroke.

Huo Anqi lay in Qin Ruan’s arms, gulping down his milk.

Uncle Huo and Huo Yao had already been attracted by the crown prince’s noise.

Father and son watched in amazement as Huo Anqi clung to his food bowl, eating heartily.

Uncle Huo’s sexy Adam’s apple moved slightly, his deep eyes losing their usual indifference, revealing a flicker of desire.

Huo Yao’s eyes turned red with envy.

He puckered his mouth and started to cry out loud.

"Wah wah wah wah!!!"

Huo Yao trundled over on his short legs, struggled out of Uncle Huo’s embrace, and started crawling towards Qin Ruan.

Upon hearing the commotion, Qin Ruan looked over.

She met Huo Yao’s pitiful gaze and stretched out her hand to move the child to the other side.

She voluntarily opened her homely robe, allowing Huo Yao to feed as well.

Afterwards, only Uncle Huo was left watching eagerly.

It wasn’t until much later that Qin Ruan noticed Uncle Huo’s burning gaze, which made her heart flutter.

Her heartbeat picked up suddenly, and she hurriedly pulled the blanket over the two children, covering the beautiful view.

Such early morning stimulation was also a bit too much for Uncle Huo.

The beautiful view disappeared from sight, but the feeling of being hit in the heart remained.

He swallowed, silently got out of bed, and headed towards the bathroom.

Qin Ruan, her face blushing, didn’t look up.

So, naturally, she didn’t notice how rigid Uncle Huo’s walking posture was.

Half an hour later.

Uncle Huo came out of the bathroom, dressed in clean and tidy house clothes.

Qin Ruan had also fed the two little ones until they were full, and then they fell asleep again.

The saying was indeed true, newborns sleep immediately after eating.

With his half-damp hair, Uncle Huo spoke in a gentle voice, "I’ll go check if your father and Qin Mei have woken up. You go wash up and come down for a meal, later we can have a servant look after the children."

"All right, I’ll go wash up."

Qin Ruan’s clothes were neatly arranged, revealing no alluring view.

As she brushed past Uncle Huo on her way out the door, she caught a strong whiff of his musky woody fragrance.

Today, this familiar smell seemed to be mixed with a strange scent.

Qin Ruan stood in place and thought for a while, feeling that the faint scent was somewhat similar to that of a spirea flower.

The scent of spirea is quite pungent, and its essential oil contains a rich amount of benzaldehyde and a certain amount of benzyl alcohol.

Its scent is similar to that of a human body at certain times, being emitted from the body, so it is also called a dirty flower.

Thinking about what Uncle Huo had done in the bathroom, Qin Ruan felt her ears heat up and quickly stepped into the bathroom.

But she didn’t expect the scent in the bathroom to be even stronger.

Uncle Huo’s unique scent tightly enveloped Qin Ruan.

Next, in this embarrassing atmosphere, she clumsily finished cleaning up.

Downstairs.

As soon as Uncle Huo came downstairs, he saw Qin Anguo sitting in the hall watching the morning news.

He took the initiative to greet him, reciprocated by Qin’s father with a look full of implication.