Quick Transmigration: Pregnancy Blessing - The Soft Bunny is Pampered by the Big Shots

Chapter 120 The Obedient and Soft Miss Jin VS The Abstinent and Buddhist Young Master (7)

The girl's face flushed, and her bright eyes gained a touch of allure.

She shook her head: "I'm fine, brother. Is this your pet rabbit?"

"Hmm." Huo Qingchuan looked away and continued to pet the rabbit.

"Brother, why did you agree to Director Mai's request today?" Sang Yu was a little dizzy, but still asked the question that made her curious.

Huo Qingchuan didn't even look up. "Don't overthink it. Since Grandma has already recognized you as her granddaughter, I'll be your brother from now on. It's only right that I take care of you."

"Oh." She was a little disappointed. Feeling unwell, she ate a few bites and then prepared to go upstairs.

When I stood up, my body swayed slightly.

This skill of multitasking has such side effects.

When her mind is focused on the rabbit, she doesn't experience much physical sensation.

Now that her mind was back on track, she could feel the same sensations the rabbit was experiencing.

Huo Qingchuan kept pulling her head, so she was feeling a little dizzy.

"Call your family doctor if you feel unwell." Huo Qingchuan frowned slightly.

The old lady is currently traveling abroad. If she returns and finds out that something has happened to Sangyu, she might very well pin the blame on him.

The man came over, holding the rabbit's ears, and Sang Yu stumbled again.

Huo Qingchuan quickly reached out to support her. A faint, sweet fragrance wafted from the girl, a scent that was refreshing and delightful.

"Are you alright?" His voice softened as he took her small hand in his.

"It's okay, brother."

"Go to your room and rest. I'll have Aunt Zhao bring your food up later."

Huo Qingchuan put the rabbit in her hands and then picked her up in his arms.

Practice makes perfect, and Sangyu skillfully wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Thank you, Brother Huo." Once in the room, Sang Yu thanked him obediently.

A hint of amusement flashed across Huo Qingchuan's eyes. He had just been calling him "brother," but now he was calling him "Brother Huo."

Are you planning to cut ties with him?

"Give me back my rabbit," he said coldly.

Sang Yu reluctantly returned the rabbit to him.

She truly never imagined that using a prop would turn into a real-life experience.

Seeing her gloomy expression, Huo Qingchuan paused for a moment and said, "If you like rabbits, I'll have Aunt Zhao catch one for you."

"I'm glad Brother Huo likes it." She said softly and obediently.

So well-behaved, that's good, but also kind of boring.

Huo Qingchuan didn't say anything more. It wasn't good to stay in her room for too long, so he took the little rabbit and went out.

Seeing the door close, Sang Yu couldn't help but murmur.

Can't this man just stop for a second?!

It was 10 p.m., and Huo Qingchuan was already asleep.

He comes home at nine o'clock, washes up and goes to bed at ten o'clock, maintaining a good daily routine without fail.

Sang Yu touched her ears, used the "One Night in Spring" prop, and also fell into a deep sleep.

Huo Qingchuan had a dream. In his dream, the rabbit he was raising came to life.

Soft, plush rabbit ears.

She nestled obediently in his arms.

A charming and obedient voice whispered in his ear. Huo Qingchuan lowered his head and instantly saw her face clearly.

Mulberry and elm trees.

That little sister who looks so cute and well-behaved.

Perhaps unable to accept it deep down, he pursed his lips, refusing to let her kiss him.

Sang Yu chuckled softly; he did indeed possess a certain unwavering resolve.

However, she really couldn't resist wanting to savor such a handsome man.

The woman in front of him was clearly a fairy, completely different from the obedient and naive boy he was during the day.

The strategy of feigning indifference to lure someone into a trap will always be effective.

Huo Qingchuan found it amusing and lowered his head to kiss her forehead, "Still restless in your dreams."

I must be dreaming, otherwise I wouldn't do something so outrageous.

At the last second, the dream ended.

Huo Qingchuan looked at the darkness before him, his body covered in sweat.

He sat up, turned the Buddhist prayer beads in his fingers, and practiced deep breathing for a long time.

He got up and went to the bathroom, experiencing insomnia for the first time since returning from Qinghan Temple.

Sang Yu covered her burning cheeks.

fifteen minutes.

She was deliberately keeping him hanging on.

Hopefully, Huo Qingchuan can get a good night's sleep.

In the morning, Sang Yu came downstairs right on time, and Zhao's mother smiled kindly: "Miss Sang is awake, breakfast is ready."

"Good morning, Aunt Zhao." The little girl came down and looked at Huo Qingchuan at the dining table. "Good morning, Brother Huo."

"Hmm." Huo Qingchuan's gaze swept lightly across her face before he quickly looked away and began to eat his breakfast leisurely.

Sang Yu sat down beside him and saw that he was about to reach out and touch the rabbit next to him again, so she stepped on his foot.

"I'm sorry, Brother Huo, I didn't mean to."

Meeting the man's cold and questioning gaze, she immediately lowered her head and apologized.

The girl's fair neck came into view, and Huo Qingchuan suddenly remembered last night.

"It's nothing." He stopped eating, got up to go to Gonghuo, but suddenly stopped and turned to look at her. "Are you going out? I'll take you."

"Brother Huo?" Sang Yu was taken aback.

He glanced down at the time, his voice cool and deep: "Grandma told me to take good care of you. You have ten minutes for your meal."

"Oh." Sang Yu quickly lowered her head and ate her breakfast.

In the car, the man sat on the right, his eyes closed as if he were dozing, exuding an aura of noble aloofness and unapproachability.

Sang Yu, clutching her small yellow bag, sat down on the far left, not daring to look at him for long.

There were many cars on the road, causing some traffic jams. In order not to make her late, Huo Ji drove left and right.

Sang Yu bumped her head against the car window several times.

Hearing the familiar low hum, Huo Qingchuan raised his eyes, turned his head to look at her, and then pulled her over with his strong hand.

"Sitting so far away, are you that afraid of me?" he asked casually, looking at her with amusement, his eyes filled with a cold, amused gaze.

Sang Yu pursed her lips, looked at her wrist that was being held, and her eyes immediately reddened. "Brother Huo, my hand hurts."

"So delicate." He released his hand, glanced at it, and saw a clear red mark left on his fair wrist.

His eyes darkened slightly.

Just as delicate as in my dream.

Sang Yu glared at him angrily, but when he looked at her again, she quickly looked at him obediently.

The car made a sharp turn, and Sang Yu, not sitting properly, fell into Huo Qingchuan's arms, a low, hoarse groan falling into his ear.

"Sang Yu." A voice choked with gritted teeth rang out.

Sang Yu quickly left, her cheeks flushed, looking completely innocent. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"Sit over there," Huo Qingchuan said through gritted teeth, lifting the hem of his shirt.

Sang Yu bent down and moved to the side, noticing that her clothes had shrunk a little.

Huo Qingchuan reached out to help her straighten the clothes, saying, "Sang Yu, don't wear such short clothes next time."

"It's cool here." She explained earnestly that she was going to take traditional Chinese style photos today, and the studio was really hot because there was no air conditioning.

Huo Qingchuan suddenly leaned over, his deep, dark eyes falling on her delicate face. "I'm not discussing this with you."

“Brother Huo…”

"Put your clothes on properly, or else..." He looked at her with a meaningful gaze.

"understood."

Huo Qingchuan sat back down and closed his eyes, as if he hadn't done what had just happened.

How can this be considered a Buddhist disciple who is pure of heart and free from desires?