Yu Hao and Yu Siyuan were locked outside, and snowflakes slapped their faces, stinging painfully.
"Let's go... let's go." Yu Hao's throat was parched. For the first time, this young master from Beijing felt like an unwanted dog.
Yu Siyuan didn't say anything, wrapped his cotton-padded coat tighter, and trudged towards the educated youth settlement.
That figure, so frail yet so stubborn.
As Yu Hao walked, he thought to himself, Ruan Tang was right, his family had indeed asked someone for help.
Unexpectedly, two university professors ended up collecting cow dung.
Actually, picking up cow dung is the easiest job in Jixiang Brigade.
Considering the physical suffering caused by these "hats," Chen Fengshan had already overcome all objections and made the best arrangement.
Winter in Jixiang Brigade is not easy; there's plenty of work to do, from cutting reeds and working in workshops to guarding greenhouses.
But having work to do means the village is prosperous.
...
The main room was warm and inviting.
Yan Yu bolted the door, and as soon as he turned around, the murderous aura emanating from him vanished completely.
He strode to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).
Ruan Tang was holding her face in her hands, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling as she looked at him with a sly look that suggested she had just watched a good show.
"Now it's quiet?" She tilted her head up, her voice soft and sweet, teasing him on purpose.
Yan Yu remained silent.
He stretched out his long arm and lifted her up horizontally from the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), encircling her in his arms and letting her sit steadily on his lap.
He rested his chin on her soft shoulder, his nose greedily rubbing against her warm neck, and took a deep breath of her unique sweet fragrance.
This flavor works better than anything else.
"Hmm," he mumbled in response.
"Giggle..." Ruan Tang was tickled by him and shrank her neck to laugh. "I think your cousin is quite interesting."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the arms around her waist tighten suddenly, making it impossible for her to move.
The man's eyes suddenly turned cold, dark and unsettling.
He doesn't like it.
He disliked that she showed even the slightest interest in anything other than him.
"Don't think he's interesting."
His voice was low and hoarse, carrying an undeniable domineering air.
Ruan Tang blinked, about to tease him again, when her chin was grabbed by a hot hand and forced to lift.
His lips immediately covered mine.
The kiss carried a punitive undertone; it was harsh, urgent, and left no room for argument.
He pried open her lips and teeth, possessing her completely with his own breath.
He only released Ruan Tang reluctantly, after she was breathless from the kisses and her face was flushed red.
Forehead to forehead, their hot breaths mingled, burning intensely.
"mine."
He looked into her shimmering eyes and spoke slowly and deliberately, as if branding her soul with his words.
"You belong to me from head to toe, down to the last strand of your hair."
"Your attention can only be mine."
Ruan Tang was burned by the intense possessiveness in his eyes, and her heart trembled.
She nodded obediently, her soft little hands wrapping around his neck, and patted his tense back reassuringly.
"Okay, it's all yours. Brother, you're not allowed to be jealous like this anymore. I belong to you not only as a whole, but also as your soul! I just think there are some things you need to explain to him, otherwise he might not understand."
Yan Yu kissed the little girl's swollen lips again, saying nonchalantly, "Who cares!"
Her voice was sweet and soft, like she was coaxing a large, ferocious beast that had its fur standing on end.
"Okay, brother, let's go to sleep. I'm sleepy." (This chapter has been finished. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)
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