Chapter 51 Yan Yu is a kissing monster (2/2)

Yan Yu didn't turn around. He walked straight to the edge of the threshing ground, picked up a wooden fork, and began loading the obviously still wet wheat onto the cart.

"First, put in some wheat with different moisture levels for testing later."

He explained in a flat tone.

"Without adjustments, the best results cannot be achieved."

That's obviously just an excuse.

The things he makes by hand never need to be debugged.

He was just worried that his little girl would be bored staying in the house alone.

They wanted her to take the opportunity to absorb more moisture that would make her eyes sparkle.

He didn't know what it was, but he would do it as long as it was good for her.

Upon hearing this, Chen Fengshan's gaze towards Yan Yu instantly changed!

have a look!

Look at these top students from Tsinghua University!

How meticulous! How thorough!

Without saying a word, he quickly grabbed a wooden fork and nimbly helped Yan Yu move the wet and semi-dry wheat into the warehouse.

Yan Yu saw that the measurement was almost complete, so he called for a stop.

Then, under Chen Fengshan's gaze, which was a mixture of admiration and curiosity, he pushed the cart and went back into the warehouse.

Clang!

The door was closed tightly once again.

Isolated, Chen Fengshan scratched the back of his head and sighed with some regret.

What earth-shattering secret is hidden here that you won't even let us see it?

There were no secrets in the warehouse, of course.

Only one big bad wolf, who had just tasted the sweetness and was still not satisfied, brought back "snacks" for his little girl.

As soon as the door closed, Yan Yu put down the cart and eagerly strode to the chair, bending down again.

A kiss, fiercer and more lingering than before, descended upon him with unparalleled passion.

This time, Ruan Tang couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance.

She felt completely weak and powerless.

She could only cling helplessly to the man in front of her, letting him take whatever he wanted.

Her almond-shaped eyes were filled with mist, and her gaze was captivating.

After a while, Yan Yu finally released her. His eyes were smiling, and his voice was low and husky, carrying a warm tenderness.

"Tangtang, I brought the wet wheat in for you."

"Go absorb it, hmm?"

That rising note at the end of her note was like a feather, gently brushing against Ruan Tang's heart, bringing a ticklish sensation...

She didn't even remember asking the man how he knew before he carried her, chair and all, to the pile of wheat.

She can hook the wheat with just a slight lift of her foot.

Ruan Tang blinked and decided to forget it.

It's not surprising that this man is far more powerful than me.

Anyway, he wouldn't hurt her.

She looked away and comfortably focused her attention back on herself.

Ruan Tang closed her eyes, and the "Green Vine Cloud Mist Technique" within her body moved according to her thoughts, with a cool aura flowing slowly.

The tender Ruomu seedling next to the spiritual root seemed to have tasted its favorite dessert, excitedly unfurling every leaf.

A faint, extremely fine green light emanated from it, silently probing into the wheat in front of Ruan Tang along with the spiritual energy.

The noise and heat of the outside world seemed to fade away from her at that moment.

Meanwhile, Yan Yu silently opened up his mental domain.

In an instant, the entire warehouse seemed to be detached from the real world, transforming into an absolutely quiet and private independent space.

Here, he is the only god.

Ruan Tang, standing to the side, felt the surrounding air become exceptionally still, even the dust seemed to have stopped moving, yet she was completely unaware that she was now in the little world her lover had created for her. (This chapter has been read. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)