Chapter 50 Alone in the Storeroom (2/2)

"I know, I know! Just go ahead and do it! I've already spoken with those companies, they won't cause you any trouble!"

Chen Fengshan thumped his chest loudly.

Yan Yu nodded and turned to look at Ruan Tang, who had somehow walked up behind him.

In an instant, his eyes, which were as cold as an icy pool, melted into a pool of spring water, brimming with tenderness.

But when he turned back to look at Chen Fengshan, his gaze returned to its previous coldness.

The speed at which he changed his expression made Chen Fengshan uneasy.

“I need a bigger, well-ventilated room,” Yan Yu said.

Yes, yes, yes!

Upon hearing this, Chen Fengshan quickly led the way, taking the two to a warehouse that had been empty for a long time next to the threshing ground.

Yan Yu looked around the empty warehouse and nodded in satisfaction.

He told Chen Fengshan, "I'll call you again once I'm done and the test is fine."

After saying that, he pulled Ruan Tang into the warehouse and slammed the heavy wooden door shut behind him.

The moment the bolt fell.

The noise and heat of the outside world were instantly shut out.

Before Ruan Tang could even see the furnishings in the room clearly, she was suddenly pulled into a hot, hard embrace by a tremendous force.

Yan Yu held her tightly in his arms.

He lowered his head, his hot breath spraying onto her pink earlobe, his voice hoarse, carrying a sigh of suppressed satisfaction.

"..."

He didn't say anything, he just held him.

But the strength with which he held her did not loosen in the slightest, and the pounding heartbeat in the man's chest beside her ear said it all.

This man has been holding back all day.

The next second, a wild and passionate kiss rained down on her.

With an aura of aggression and arrogance, he forcefully pried open her lips and teeth, conquering and seizing territory.

Ruan Tang's mind went blank for a moment.

She felt like a small boat in a storm, swept away by giant waves, clinging to the only piece of driftwood in front of her, at his mercy.

The man only released her slightly when all her strength had been drained, she was limp as a puddle of water, and she was almost suffocating.

Ruan Tang leaned limply against the man's chest, panting heavily, her cheeks flushed red.

Yan Yu put his arm around the little girl's slender waist, took out a rag from his spatial storage, wiped the chair clean, and then picked her up and carefully placed her on the chair.

Ruan Tang leaned back in her chair for a while before the dizziness subsided slightly.

She raised her shimmering eyes to look at the man before her, her voice soft and sweet, with a hint of the nasal tone she had just experienced from being bullied.

"Yan Yu, what...can I do to help you?"

The little girl's soft, sweet voice, like a feather, gently brushed against Yan Yu's still unsatisfied nerves.

His eyes, which had just calmed down, instantly darkened again.

The man leaned down again, and with a passionate, lingering kiss, he once again captured her lips precisely.

This kiss was different from the passionate storm that had just passed.

It was more like savoring it little by little, grinding it carefully, with an undeniable force, as if it wanted to devour her whole.

A long time passed.

Yan Yu finally straightened up, acting as if nothing had happened, and began to examine the materials in his hands.

Ruan Tang slumped in the chair, like a delicate flower soaked by the rain, her whole body glowing with a hazy pink hue.

She breathed heavily, and it took her a long time to regain her strength. Even moving a finger felt strenuous, let alone having the energy to ask the man questions.

Yan Yu, who was working at the time, was in an exceptionally good mood. (This chapter has been read. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)