Chapter 610 - 610 596 Little Buns Treasury (3)_1

Chapter 610: 596, Little Bun’s Treasury (3)_1 Chapter 610: 596, Little Bun’s Treasury (3)_1 A hint of disquiet flashed in the depths of Jian Luo’s eyes, but he kept a composed expression. “What’s all this about being inappropriate for children? Can’t you keep your thoughts pure during the festive season?”

Bai Jue curled his lips, his smile mischievous. He reached out to adjust Black Jack’s collar. “If you two didn’t do anything inappropriate for children, then where did these marks on Black Jack’s neck come from? Don’t tell me he’s got a woman behind your back.”

Jian Luo was dressed in a turtle-neck sweater covering any marks on his body, only making the star-like red marks on Black Jack’s neck all the more conspicuous due to his shirt.

Jian Luo’s lips twitched slightly as he shot a cutting glare at Black Jack.

Darn Bai Jue, sly old fox, how sharp his eyes are.

Black Jack slapped Bai Jue’s hand away, his blue eyes scanning him and signaling him to keep quiet.

If it were anyone else, they might have been silenced by his glare in an instant, but Bai Jue, the typical drama lover, was another story.

His eyes flashed with curiosity as he looked at them both, and then he said with a smirk, “Jian Luo, you weren’t the one being dominated, were you?”

It’s not his fault for belittling him; after all, Black Jack’s physical strength was obviously superior and his cunning level far exceeded Jian Luo’s.

“What do you mean dominated? Are you still half-asleep? You’re talking nonsense.” Jian Luo feigned ignorance, staring at him as if he were an idiot.

Bai Jue gave a smile and didn’t continue to ask.

After all, the answer was self-evident.

…

“Xiaojing, I’m full, no more,” Jian Qing leaned on the bed, looking at the spoonful of soup headed her way, she said helplessly.

Quan Jingwu’s lips curved slightly, “Just one more bite.”

She opened her mouth to eat the spoonful of porridge he offered. Seeing that she was really full, Quan Jingwu ceased his feeding, he took a tissue to wipe her mouth.

Then, he leaned over, bent down and kissed her lips.

“Happy New Year, my good girl!”

Jian Qing’s eyes curved, she reached out to hug his neck as she responded to his kiss.

“Sister-in-law, we’ve come to see you.”

Before the person arrived, the voice reached her. Quan Jingwu reluctantly kissed her lips once more and then let her go unwillingly.

Soon after, the figures of Quan Yifei and Zhan Mingyan appeared at the door.

One wore a long yellow dress, the other a long blue one. It was rare to see them in such a demure style.

“Why have you both come together?” Jian Qing adjusted her slipping blanket, her sight landing on Zhan Mingyan’s previously injured leg.

“Mingyan, is your leg better?”

Zhan Mingyan nodded, “It’s been healed for a while, I heard from Yifei yesterday that you were hospitalized, are you feeling better?” “It’s nothing serious,” she replied.

“I heard you’re pregnant, congratulations!” Zhan Mingyan said, her eyes crinkling into a smiling crescent.

Jian Qing cracked a smile.

“Yifei, you little rascal, always bustling around,” a blaming voice came from the door but it also carried a sense of indulgence.

“Now that you are a year older, you should act a bit more mature.”

“Mom, it’s the first day of the New Year, can you please stop nagging me,” Quan Yifei hurriedly interrupted her mother to avoid the endless lecture that would ensue.

“Give your daughter some face, won’t you?”

Lin Su shot a glare at her, turned to look at Jian Qing and her expression softened into a tender smile, “Jian Qing, how are you feeling? Any better?”

“Auntie, I’m fine,” Jian Qing replied with a light smile.

“That’s good.” Lin Su opened her bag and took out two large red envelopes, putting them into Jian Qing’s hands.

“Here, take this. When you and Jingwu registered your marriage, I wasn’t home. This is to make up for it.”

Jian Qing chuckled, the plump red envelope weighed heavily in her hand, “But why are there two?”

“One is for the baby,” Lin Su said with a bright smile.

Upon hearing this, Jian Qing couldn’t help but laugh.

Her little bun began receiving red envelopes so early on?

“Little Qingqing, here’s mine, and these,” Rhee said, following behind her, pulling out a large pile of red envelopes from his bag. Each envelope was plump and full.

“These are all for the baby.”

Jian Qing looked at the pile of red envelopes stacked like a small hill on the bed, her exquisite eyebrows radiated with laughter.

“So many?”

Could it be that everyone in the family gave a red envelope to her little bun?

That said, Jian Qing couldn’t deny it.

Everyone in the Quan family, young and old, had prepared red envelopes for the little bun. Although everyone is wealthy, these red envelopes represent blessings for the little bun.

“And mine.”

Quan Yifei and Zhan Mingyan said in unison.

The two exchanged glances, laughed, and each took out the prepared red envelope from their bags and placed them by Jian Qing’s side.

Looking at the heap of red envelopes, Jian Qing looked up at Quan Jingwu, her lips curving into a charming grin.

“Xiaojing, seems like our little bun is quite the charmer.”

Quan Jingwu leaned over and lightly scratched her nose, he didn’t care about the people around them, he bent down and kissed her forehead.

“I only need it to charm you.”

His deep voice was only audible to the two of them.

Jian Qing’s red lips slightly pursed, the laughter in her eyes was dazzling and beautiful.

Seeing the display of their intimacy, everyone was already accustomed to it and they all laughed unanimously.

They hadn’t sat down for long before Mo Xiao and his group also arrived.

“Sister, I’m here to see my little nephew.”

The white turtleneck sweater made Jian Luo’s refined and jade-like face look even more exquisite, his pitch-black eyes shining like the stars in the night, he looked like a manga character that had stepped out of the pages.

Although Quan Yifei had already seen Jian Luo, she couldn’t help but stare. She was a big fan of anime and manga, and his looks were too stunning for her to look away. Zhan Mingyan, who was meeting Jian Luo for the first time, also stared at his face, which bore a resemblance to Jian Qing, and marveled at the strong genes of their family.

These siblings were simply too attractive, making life hard for others.

“Feifei, you’re practically drooling,” Lin Su said jokingly when she noticed her daughter’s starstruck gaze.

Quan Yifei subconsciously touched the corner of her mouth, only realizing then that her mother was teasing her.

Jian Luo noticed their gazes and gave them a light smile.

Quan Yifei felt as if her life bar had been wiped out.

The great master of March was smiling at her.

Zhan Mingyan and Quan Yifei are both fans of March’s clothing and jewelry lines. Seeing Jian Luo’s smile, they both had lovey-dovey eyes.

“Sister, here you go, red envelopes for my little nephew.” Jian Luo took two red envelopes out of his pocket and handed them to Jian Qing.

“You have two as well?” Now Jian Qing didn’t refuse any red envelopes, it was time to start saving up a little treasury for her little bun.

Jian Luo grinned, and Jian Qing instantly understood.

“And those two?”

Jian Luo replied, “They’re outside discussing something. They’ll come in soon.”

“Little Qingqing, here’s grandpa’s,”

“Qingqing, here’s daddy’s.”

Grandpa Jian and Mo Xiao each took out two red envelopes as well and handed them to Jian Qing.

All of a sudden, red packets were stacked around Jian Qing, to the point where she could no longer hold them all in her hands.

She might be the only one who was sitting in a hospital bed on the first day of the Lunar New Year receiving a heap of red envelopes.

It seemed she did not need to worry about the cost of her little bun’s baby formula.