Chapter 59 Vinegar Essence (2/3)

Ruan Tang bent down, picked it up, and pinched its puffed-up little face.

"Alright, he'll be your master of the house from now on. You're so much older than him, you have to be more considerate of him, understand?"

She leaned close to Xiaobai's ear and whispered something.

When Yan Yu finished tidying up and came out, what he saw was a scene of two little heads, one human and one mouse, huddled together, whispering intimately.

He paused in his steps.

His eyes instantly turned resentful again.

Without a word, he walked to Ruan Tang's side, reached out, and naturally lifted Xiao Bai out of her arms, then tossed it back onto the stone table in the courtyard.

Then, amidst Xiaobai's angry squeaks, he took Ruan Tang's soft little hand and led her back to the bedroom.

The door clicked shut behind me.

That old wooden door, like a dividing line, completely separated the hustle and bustle outside from the pitiful little thing on the stone table.

The next second, his tall body loomed over her, pressing her against the cold door with an irresistible force.

A burning kiss followed.

Yan Yu's kiss was filled with tenderness and affection, yet it also forcefully pried open her lips and teeth, conquering and seizing her territory.

He held her slender waist with one arm and cupped the back of her head with the other, his fingertips gently caressing her soft hair as if he were handling a priceless treasure that had been lost and found again.

Ruan Tang felt weak all over from his kisses, her mind was dizzy, as if she were walking on clouds, and her whole body was completely invaded by his cool and domineering aura.

She instinctively raised her hand and grabbed his shirt collar for support.

She could clearly feel the man's heart pounding violently in his chest, and the strong, unyielding sour smell emanating from him.

She found it both funny and heartbreaking.

Her slender arms wrapped around his strong, narrow waist, and she stood on tiptoe, responding to him awkwardly but earnestly.

This action was like a fire, completely igniting Yan Yu's suppressed emotions.

His arms around her waist tightened suddenly, as if he wanted to meld her into his own body, and the two became inseparable from that moment on.

The kisses became increasingly deep and tender.

"Squeak! Squeak squeak!"

Outside the door, there came a series of urgent and angry scratching sounds, accompanied by Xiaobai's exasperated shouts.

The jarring sound instantly shattered the warm and intimate atmosphere in the bedroom.

Feeling the man in front of her stiffen for a moment, Ruan Tang couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She turned her head slightly, avoiding the man's increasingly deep kiss, her almond-shaped eyes filled with laughter as she gave him a reproachful look.

Yan Yu stopped moving, his dark eyes narrowed dangerously, revealing a hint of displeasure at being disturbed.