After seeing Chen Fengshan off, Yan Yu closed the courtyard gate behind him.
It was just getting dark. The courtyard itself was on a hillside, backed by green mountains, with a wide view and a cool atmosphere.
The air was slightly damp, and mosquitoes were buzzing all around.
Yan Yu was stunned for a moment. He looked up at the empty window frame of the room and realized that he had forgotten something important: he hadn't installed glass in the little girl's room.
In the countryside during June, snakes, insects, rodents, and ants are at their most rampant.
Upon realizing this, Yan Yu was instantly overwhelmed by a strong sense of regret and self-reproach. How could he have forgotten such an important matter?
Ruan Tang, who was waiting for the man to come in for dinner, was puzzled as she waited and waited but he did not come in.
Ruan Tang walked to the door and peeked into the yard, calling out, "What's wrong? Come in quickly, dinner's ready."
The girl's sweet voice came, and Yan Yu came back to his senses. He stepped into the house, his face still showing lingering gloom and annoyance.
He was stunned as soon as he stepped into the house.
In the center of the room, a brand new wooden table and chairs had appeared out of nowhere.
On the table, two white porcelain bowls are filled with brightly colored tomato and egg soup, garnished with emerald green scallions, and wisps of warm white steam are rising from them.
On a white porcelain plate, there were more than a dozen plump, white meat buns.
In another small dish was a crisply smashed cucumber salad.
Seeing the man standing blankly at the door with a sour face, Ruan Tang asked in confusion, "You..."
Before she could finish speaking, Yan Yu pulled the little girl into his arms.
The tall man bent down slightly, buried his head in the crook of her neck, and said in a hoarse, restrained voice, "Tangtang, I'm sorry."
The sudden hug stunned Ruan Tang for a moment, her cheeks flushed, and her nose was filled with the clean and reassuring warm scent of the man.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Yan Yu could clearly see that the girl's small earlobes in his arms turned bright red and dripped blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His eyes darkened, and his gaze moved down inch by inch from that fair neck, carefully tracing every captivating curve of the girl.
Yan Yu brought his lips close to her flushed earlobe, his hot breath brushing against it. His voice was deep and passionate, with the clear tone unique to young men, tender and indulgent: "Tangtang..."
That call seemed to be electrified.
Ruan Tang trembled violently, her legs went weak, and she could no longer stand. She collapsed completely into the man's arms.
She felt a burning sensation from head to toe, and in a mix of shame and anger, she punched the firm chest in front of her with a weak, almost coquettish punch.
Yan Yu's eyes were full of laughter; the little girl was about to get annoyed again.
At this moment, he was in a good mood, and the slight annoyance in his heart instantly disappeared, replaced by a feeling of great joy.
Ruan Tang buried herself in the man's arms, feeling the large, burning hands around her waist, which made her feel completely powerless.
"You pervert, what's wrong with you...?"
Her voice was soft and sweet, almost juicy, with a hint of allure that she herself was unaware of.
Yan Yu's eyes were deep and dark. He tightened his grip on her and said in a hoarse voice, "Tangtang, I'm sorry, I forgot to install the glass for you."
Ruan Tang, who was being held tightly in the man's arms, was startled. She turned her head and realized that she couldn't see the window at all. She thought back for a moment and realized that there was indeed nothing on the window frame and the window sill.
Ruan Tang patted the man's arm helplessly, her voice sweet and soothing: "Is this all? It's okay, we can make it after we finish eating."
Yan Yu lowered his head with a pitiful look, and intentionally or unintentionally pressed his lips against the girl's pink neck. "Tangtang, the glass here can't be used right now." His hot breath sent another shiver down Ruan Tang's spine.
This man... is definitely a demon!
She's such a smooth talker.
Ruan Tang bit her tongue, barely managing to find her voice, "You... let go..."
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