When Huo Yirong arrived at the Huo Mansion, Third Master was still entwined in an embrace with Qin Ruan in the upstairs bedroom.
Neither spoke, making for silent tranquility. The atmosphere wasn't awkward, but rather warm and intimate.
The two children sitting on the carpet at their feet also remained unobtrusively silent, engrossed in their own activities.
Until the arrival of Huo Qiang.
"Third Master, Second Master has arrived."
Huo Yunjiao heard him, his hand wrapped around Qin Ruan's waist showing no signs of letting go, keeping her tightly within his embrace.
His sexy chin rested in the crook of Qin Ruan's shoulder, his lazy gaze half-closed.
The lady in his arms emanated a cold, sweet scent, which engulfed his senses and soothed his soul.
Qin Ruan, reaching for his hands encircling her waist, said, "Don't keep Yirong waiting."
Third Master's hands were a sight to behold—simply their sight could cause one's heart to flutter.
