Chapter 19 We Meet Again (1/2)

Ruan Tang blinked her watery almond-shaped eyes hard, as if trying to blink away the unexpected "surprise" in front of her.

What kind of fate is this?!

Ruan Tang sullenly sat down in her window seat and couldn't help but roll her eyes at her reflection in the glass.

That gesture had a touch of childish naivety when a child throws a tantrum.

Yan Yu looked at the little girl's two braids made of jet-black, shiny hair, which swayed back and forth behind her head with her movements, like two mischievous little snakes, lively and agile.

His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and his heart felt like it had been gently scratched by a cat's paw—itchy and tingly.

This little girl, even when she's angry, she's so... alluring.

He couldn't help but recall the force with which she stomped on him by the moat that day, and the unique, refreshing yet sweet fragrance emanating from her.

At this moment, her almond-shaped eyes, brimming with a hint of anger, shone even brighter, the corners slightly reddening, making her resemble a frightened fawn. Yan Yu felt a surge of heat rise from the depths of his heart, and his lower abdomen tightened slightly.

I want to kiss you.

Once this idea pops into your head, it sprouts up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the fleeting thoughts in his heart, but his gaze remained fixed on Ruan Tang's puffed-up profile.

He subtly placed his leather suitcase next to Ruan Tang's, which was noticeably smaller, like two small animals huddling together for warmth.

Then, he slowly sat down in the seat opposite Ruan Tang, which happened to be a window seat.

The man was tall; even when seated, he towered over those around him.

He still had that cold and aloof expression, with a taut jawline and thin lips pressed into a straight line, making his features appear even more handsome and dashing, exuding a sense of distance that keeps strangers at bay.

However, this aloof and unapproachable demeanor is paired with a pair of eyes that are so fiery they could almost melt anyone's heart.

At least in Ruan Tang's perception, the man's gaze was like it was coated with superglue, sticking to her body in a sticky, indelible way that she couldn't tear it off.

Her eyes shone brightly, filled with an almost greedy longing, just like... just like her greedy treasure-hunting mouse had spotted a top-grade spirit stone.

Or rather, it was as if the wolf cub, starving for eight lifetimes, had finally spotted a big, juicy piece of meat, and its enthusiasm made her scalp tingle.

"Hmph!" Ruan Tang snorted heavily again, her cheeks puffing out even more, like a little squirrel stuffed with pine cones.

She decided to ignore it, turned her head away, closed her eyes, and looked like she was saying, "I'm asleep, don't bother me." Her long eyelashes cast a small fan-shaped shadow under her eyelids.

Yan Yu looked at her pouting and closing her eyes, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up in an almost imperceptible arc.

The little girl had her eyes closed, and the ends of her two braids were still swaying restlessly, as if expressing her dissatisfaction on behalf of her master.

The slight annoyance he felt at being glared at vanished, replaced by an indescribable sense of pleasure.

This little girl is so adorable even when she's angry.

Soon, as more and more people boarded the train, the air became somewhat stuffy.

Two girls quietly sat down next to Ruan Tang.

Next to Ruan Tang was a girl who was quite tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back, and had a healthy bronze complexion.

She had a neat short haircut, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a high nose bridge. Her features combined to give her a dashing and heroic air, making her look like a capable and straightforward person.