Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 979: Ruanruan, Let’s Have a Daughter Like You

Chapter 979: Chapter 979: Ruanruan, Let’s Have a Daughter Like You

Qin Ruan returned home late at night. She handed her coat to the servant waiting at the door and learned from him that Huo Yao and Huo Anqi had already gone to bed. She started walking upstairs.

In the bedroom.

Huo Yunjiao leaned against the headboard, his face pale as he stared intensely at the sketch on his tablet, which he had saved—the sketch that resembled Qin Ruan by sixty to seventy percent.

Hearing someone push the door open from outside, he slightly lifted his eyelids and made eye contact with Qin Ruan as she walked in.

Qin Ruan showed a look of apology on her face and said self-reproachfully, "Sorry, I didn’t expect you to have to wrap things up."

On her way home, she browsed through hot searches on various platforms and found that all information about her had been completely deleted online.

Still, some people referred to her as a goddess and posted bits and pieces, but those were quickly deleted too.

This issue alarmed not only the triad boss but also the staff of various platforms, who had to work overtime well into the night.

"It’s not a big deal," Huo Yunjiao said with a gentle smile, gesturing to her, "Come here."

Qin Ruan walked over and sat beside him.

Huo Yunjiao’s cool fingers touched her face, his mind flashing back to the image of Qin Ruan online, so beautiful it seemed unreal, as if she had stepped out of an ancient painting.

Those eyes and the eyes of Qin Ruan before him both possessed a profound and expressive quality, akin to that of a fox.

However, the Qin Ruan in the online sketch had a lofty and cold allure, exuding a sense of lazy charm that was irresistibly captivating, revealing an effortless seductiveness filled with a desire to conquer.

The two faces continuously alternated in Huo Yunjiao’s mind.

Qin Ruan, meeting his complex and probing gaze, covered the hand on her cheek with hers and asked softly, "What’s wrong?"

Huo Yunjiao leaned lazily against the headboard, pulling her closer into his arms, his smile faint, "Did you see that sketch online?"

"I checked, but I couldn’t find it."

Qin Ruan also wanted to know who could capture her face from just a profile and create such a sensation online.

Huo Yunjiao brought the sketch on the tablet before her eyes.

His hand caressed Qin Ruan’s cheek, his tone gentle, "I always feel this is the true face of Ruanruan."

Qin Ruan’s gaze lowered, the sketch on the screen coming into her view.

After a long look, she smiled helplessly, "It does look a lot like me, but my eyes are not so fierce."

Huo Yunjiao raised an eyebrow slightly, "This version of you is unbelievably beautiful, has an imposing aura, and lacks emotion in your eyes, revealing a heart that is cold and ruthless."

This Qin Ruan unsettled him deep down; a voice inside told him this was the real Qin Ruan.

The reason he said they looked sixty to seventy percent alike was because of their facial features.

The Qin Ruan in the sketch looked down upon the world with arrogance, her cold and profound eyes radiating a mysterious and proud aura.

The real Qin Ruan was right by his side, tangible and visible.

This version of her was flesh and blood, docile and gentle, unrestrained in spirit, and clear about her grudges and favors.

Qin Ruan didn’t notice the gaze Huo Yunjiao directed at her, tranquil like a deep pool, mixed with clear, rational exploration.

Her fingertip landed on a sketch on the screen, her red lips curved, and she lightly smiled as an observer and said, "Why does it feel like a vixen?"

Perhaps it was the aftereffect of seeing Hu Yixian transform tonight that subconsciously made her think of a fox.

Huo Yunjiao lowered his gaze, his dark eyes landing on the sketch, murmuring softly, "A fox?"

Using a fox to describe it seemed completely harmonious.

Qin Ruan placed the tablet on Huo Yunjiao’s lap and said indifferently, "She is not me, this is clearly a piece with the artist’s own imaginative emotions."

How this pleased Huo Yunjiao, he softly laughed, pulled Qin Ruan into his arms, and kissed her forehead tenderly, saying affectionately, "No matter what Ruanruan looks like, she is beautiful."

His hand on Qin Ruan’s waist caressed subtly, his tender gaze lingering on the person in his arms, his whole body emitting signals of desire.

Qin Ruan placed one hand on Huo Yunjiao’s chest and held his hand with the other, slowly transferring the Nether Divine Power into his body.

She said expressionlessly, "Third Master, you need to eat vegetarian for some time, and you will also visit my family to celebrate the New Year in the next few days. You wouldn’t want my father and brother to see you and always worry about my future, would you?"

Huo Yunjiao lowered his head, his forehead resting on Qin Ruan’s shoulder.

He gently rubbed Qin Ruan’s neck, his tone low, "Does Ruanruan despise me?"

Seeing such a subtly coquettish Third Master for the first time, Qin Ruan felt the world suddenly become somewhat disillusioned.

Of course, she couldn’t deny that such a Third Master completely softened her heart.

It even made her feel an impulse to unconditionally give him anything he wanted, even if he asked for her life, she would willingly hand him the knife.

Qin Ruan swallowed, suppressing the eager inner desires, coughed lightly, and boldly touched Third Master’s hair.

Huo Yunjiao’s cool lips kissed Qin Ruan’s neck, preparing for further advancement when he noticed her actions, his eyebrows slightly raised.

Such head-pats had always been his exclusive affectionate gesture toward Qin Ruan; unexpectedly, it was being used against him one day.

A man’s head should not be touched carelessly, just as a woman’s waist and feet should not be touched by anyone unless by their intimate lover.

Huo Yunjiao’s lips curved, a tender and intricate smile appearing on his face.

He hugged Qin Ruan’s waist tightly, letting her feel the straightforward feedback brought by the head-pat.

Qin Ruan was completely unaware of the dangerous action she had just taken, still clumsily changing the subject, "I saw big brother and second brother tonight. Oh, my big brother has a girlfriend now."

As she spoke, she sensed the masculine danger brought by Third Master’s closeness.

How could he not know to disguise, still blatantly displaying it.

The air was filled with a faintly ambiguous atmosphere, tempting thoughts to stray dangerously close to crossing the line.

Huo Yunjiao pulled Qin Ruan’s waist into his embrace, letting her experience his longing up close, and casually asked, "Big brother has a girlfriend now? Which family’s girl is it?"

His voice was very pleasant, raspy and enticing as he spoke.

Qin Ruan held Huo Yunjiao’s hand without letting go, shifting her body to distance themselves, the source of her insecurity and unease.

Cunning as Third Master, how could he possibly let her escape.

Since no food was allowed, he had to compensate from other areas.

He deliberately lowered his voice to a hoarse, breathy tone and asked beside Qin Ruan’s ear, "Ruanruan hasn’t mentioned which family’s daughter is big brother’s girlfriend."

Qin Ruan couldn’t avoid it, enduring the physical teasing of the other party, her mood spiraled out of control as she snapped, "She doesn’t come from a matched family background, she hardly counts as a person."

Huo Yunjiao sat upright, his handsome expression becoming subtle, "Not a person?"

Her lower back felt as if it had been bumped by a corner of the table because of his casual movement.

Qin Ruan glared back at him reflexively, her eyes full of accusation, "Don’t stand so close."

Even though San Ye was in pajamas, it couldn’t block out the warmth and the abnormalities she could feel.

Seeing Qin Ruan’s eyes redden, as if she was about to cry, Huo Yunjiao couldn’t bear to tease her further.

He raised his clearly articulated hand to touch Qin Ruan’s face, soothingly saying, "It’s okay, no need to be upset."

He moved back, creating distance between them.

The danger gone, Qin Ruan breathed a sigh of relief.

As she transferred Nether Power to San Ye, she also told him about Hu Yixian and big brother’s entanglements.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yunjiao’s usually expressionless face revealed a subtle look.

The brother-in-law and the Nine-tailed Fox?

A Nine-tailed Fox that is hermaphroditic, what an odd combination.

He asked with a laugh, "Would your father agree to this?"

Qin Ruan’s face also showed a conflicted expression, uncertainly saying, "Dad might keep it secret, ever since he resigned from corporate affairs, he’s been focused on big brother’s marriage. If big brother really has feelings for Hu Yixian, there could be results this year."

Huo Yunjiao smoothed the frown she unconsciously formed, quietly sighed, "By the sound of it, it seems big brother is excited. I hope he doesn’t slip up."

"It should be fine, let’s take it one step at a time."

The Nether Power transfer was almost finished, Qin Ruan released San Ye’s hand and relaxed her body against his chest, lazily closing her eyes.

Huo Yunjiao held her hand, lowered his head to her ear and asked, "Is the hope your father carries for having a grandson likely to be dashed now?"

Qin Ruan’s eyes opened, doubt flickering through them, "I think Hu Yixian should be capable of having children; if he can’t, there’s still the second brother."

Huo Yunjiao suddenly called her name, "Ruanruan."

Qin Ruan lazily responded, "Hmm?"

"Ayao and Anqi are obedient and sensible, aren’t they somewhat of a relief for us?"

San Ye’s speech was slow, his clear and pleasant voice made Qin Ruan unconsciously lower her guard.

Recalling the sneaky things those two rascals had kept from her, she pursed her lips in disdain, "Apart from being a bit crafty, everything else is fine."

The words spoken were somewhat against her heart.

Huo Yunjiao’s lips lightly brushed Qin Ruan’s flushed earlobe, his voice tenderly enticing, "Then, should we have another one?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ruan immediately sat up straight.

She looked at the man leaning on the headboard with astonished eyes, "Are you joking?"

It hadn’t been long since Ayao and Anqi were born, and now he was thinking about a third child.

Huo Yunjiao pinched her fingertips, his lips slowly curving, his gaze earnest, "Wouldn’t it be nice to have another daughter, like a cotton-padded jacket?"

Qin Ruan frowned, "You like daughters that much?"

She knew the Huo family preferred girls.

Only, she didn’t realize San Ye’s obsession with daughters was so deep.

Huo Yunjiao did not deny, his deep gaze fixated on Qin Ruan’s delicate face, his eyes brimming with adoration.

He replied softly, "I like both sons and daughters, but if we could have a daughter like you, I would definitely adore her to the skies."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ruan, without hesitation, said, "Having children affects my studies and collecting Evil Qi."

Of course, the latter was her biggest concern.

Her body wouldn’t be able to withstand any strife during pregnancy, dealing with evil spirits all day could affect the development of the child inside her.

Seeing how Ayao and Anqi were unlike ordinary children now showed how much they had been affected.

Qin Ruan’s concerns were convoluted yet her expression subtly revealed less resistance, which Huo Yunjiao noticed.

He looked into her eyes deeply, continuing to tempt, "If we had a daughter, she’d definitely be as well-behaved and soft as you, so adorable that everyone would spoil her and want to present her with the world."

Qin Ruan’s eyes flickered, facing San Ye’s hopeful gaze, she remained silent for a long while.

After a while, Huo Yunjiao leaned in close and kissed her forehead.

The kiss moved down to the tip of her nose, and ended on her lips.

Qin Ruan’s gaze became soft and watery as she accepted San Ye’s affectionate solace.

Her soft hair spread out on the richly patterned brocade, forming a stunning, colorful composition named Desire.

Qin Ruan tilted her head back, her arms wrapped around the neck of the man above her.

Understanding when to stop, Huo Yunjiao parted their lips just before they ran out of oxygen and began to breathe in the fresh air deeply.

He fondled Qin Ruan’s slender waist, his eyes hinting a subtle smile, "We’ll let nature take its course, no rush."

His voice was deep, carrying a hint of lingering laziness.

Qin Ruan, the light gradually concentrating in her eyes, stared blankly at the ceiling, silent for a while.

The fair and pretty hand moved to the button on her collar, the fingertips gently pinching, deftly undoing it.

The buttons, as smooth as jade, slipped out of the buttonholes.