Chapter 14 The Scoundrel (1/2)

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky over Beijing was still covered with a thin layer of bluish-gray.

Yan Yu, dressed in an old military green vest and trousers, ran out of the side gate of the military compound.

His steps were steady, his breathing long and even, and his muscles rippled smoothly beneath the thin fabric, like a lurking cheetah.

Aside from his unwavering morning exercise routine, he rarely goes out.

It's too noisy in crowded places.

Those chaotic, trivial, malicious or kind thoughts, like countless red-hot steel needles, were constantly pricking his brain, causing a buzzing pain deep in his eardrums and preventing him from finding peace.

Only on the moat in the early morning, when it is deserted, can one steal a moment of peace.

But today, things seem a little different.

The air along the riverbank was fresher and more humid than usual.

Yan Yu took a deep breath, and the refreshing scent of herbs and trees actually soothed his tense and aching nerves a little.

This doesn't smell like it's after the rain.

It's more like... the taste of life itself.

His steps abruptly halted, and his sharp eyes, tempered by blood and fire, instantly locked onto the enormous weeping willow not far away.

In his mental perception, the wood-based energy around the willow tree was almost eerily active.

Rich, pure, and brimming with a wild, vibrant vitality.

What happened?

Yan Yu stopped, concealed all his presence, and approached silently.

Just then, the dense willow branches, like a green waterfall, suddenly swayed violently without warning!

A slender figure slipped unprepared from among the intertwined branches, like a butterfly with a broken wing, and plummeted straight down onto the hard bluestone path below!

Yan Yu's pupils suddenly contracted.

The combat instincts honed through countless battles in the apocalypse outpaced any thought from the brain.

He suddenly exerted force with the muscles in his feet, and his figure moved as fast as lightning, instantly appearing under the tree!

In the split second before the girl hit the ground, he steadily opened his arms and caught that soft, fragrant body in his embrace.

The immense impact caused him to stumble backward, spinning half a circle around in his arms before finally regaining his footing.

The person in my arms is very light.

Yet it was incredibly soft.

In the instant of the fall, Ruan Tang was terrified by the sudden feeling of weightlessness, and all sleepiness vanished.

Immediately afterwards, she bumped into a hard, hot embrace.

My nasal cavity was instantly filled with a strange, domineering masculine scent mixed with a faint, clean, and refreshing smell of sunshine.

Her mind was blank.

Yan Yu instinctively used his large, calloused hand to firmly support her upper thighs to stabilize her falling balance.

His other hand, like an iron clamp, was tightly wrapped around her waist.

The sensation from his palm made all his muscles stiffen for a moment.

It is both fine and soft.

The firm, voluptuous curves beneath his palm stirred a flutter in his heart.

The large hand around her waist tightened unconsciously.

"Hmm..."

The person in her arms finally regained their voice, letting out a soft, sweet cry of pain, like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on.

Are you alright?

Yan Yu lowered his head, his voice sounding somewhat rough and hoarse from the exertion of his sprint.

He frowned, instinctively wanting to check if she was injured, and his hand around her waist quickly explored her back and arms.

"Did you hurt yourself anywhere?"

This series of actions, once fully awake, instantly changed in Ruan Tang's eyes!

The surrounding body temperature was scorching, and the unfamiliar scent filled my nostrils!

Heavy breathing at the tips of the ears!