Chapter 123: Get Your License Today

 Chapter 123: Get Your License Today

When Qin Ruan approached, Hou Yuncao's heightened sense of vigilance was real, a habit he had developed since childhood.

As she held his hand, there was a clear sense of discomfort and repulsion between them, forcing them to separate with a slight pang of pain.

But when Qin Ruan took his hand again, a warm feeling flowed quickly through his body, comforting his mind and body even more than when Ling Xuzi had adjusted his body.

Hou Yunjiao stared at the side, furrowing his brow and revealing a glimmer of doubt in his eyes.

But then, his gaze softened and his deep eyes curved slightly, like the crescent moon hanging high in the night sky.

A barely audible sigh filled the empty room.

Hou Yunjiao withdrew his gaze and slowly closed his eyes.

Some things can wait.

The little girl had a secret, and he had the patience to slowly dig it out.

After all, she was already his. He had plenty of time to explore later.

The cool moonlight shone through the window and onto the dark and precious carpet, as the chaotic breathing in the room quickly became even.

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The next day.

Qin Ruan woke up at nine o'clock in the morning.

After several rounds of tossing and turning last night, she went to bed at three in the morning to see the Sandman. So waking up at this time wasn't really sleeping in.

She rubbed her tousled hair and got up, lazily wearing her house slippers and heading towards the bathroom.

But halfway there, she stopped and realized something was off.

She looked down at the white shirt she was wearing and her delicate features changed slightly.

It wasn't the first time she had worn a man's shirt.

When she fought in Xicheng, it was common for her clothes to be torn and for her to wear whatever shirt was lying around.

This time she felt delicate, with a sense of shame.

Qin Ruan lowered her head and sniffed her clothes, the faint woody scent of Hou Yunjiao's unique aura permeating her nose, different from the strong bloody and dirty smell of clothes in the past.

Qin Ruan turned around and took the clothes that were dry cleaned last night and hung on the balcony to air.

Half an hour later, Qin Ruan, dressed neatly, walked out of the bedroom with light steps.

Hou Yunjiao, sitting on the bedroom sofa, browsing the news on his tablet, heard the sound of the bedroom door opening and looked up slowly.

He had a calm expression, and when he looked at Qin Ruan, his gaze was deep and unfathomable.

"Are you up? Are you hungry?"

His voice was calm, gentle, with a hint of indulgence.

Qin Ruan stood at the door, staring at Hou Yunjiao, who was sitting on the sofa in a suit, a little surprised.

His legs were crossed, his posture lazy and casual, and his exquisite features were gradually reflected in her eyes.

Men in suits really had a different temperament, more captivating and irresistible, and the aura of abstinence made people powerless.

The first impression of Hou Yunjiao in front of Qin Ruan was that he was handsome, elegant, and full of nobility.

He was like the bright moon in the sky, emitting a calm and indifferent aura, but also exuding an unattainable sense of alienation.

His simple inquiry made Qin Ruan feel a little uneasy.

Although she didn't do anything wrong, she felt like she had been caught doing something bad by sleeping in.

Qin Ruan squeezed out a smile, greeted him somewhat unnaturally, "good morning Third Young Master."

Hou Yunjiao put down his tablet and picked up the documents on the table, beckoning to Qin Ruan with a warm voice, "Let's go downstairs to eat first, and we'll get the documents before noon."

Qin Ruan almost forgot about it, feeling a little regretful.

Seeing the emotions on her face, Hou Yunjiao's smile deepened in his eyes.