Chapter 67 You want to... tie me down? (1/2)

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Li Jinhua felt that her bottom was wet and sticky, and a rotten, fishy smell rushed straight to her head from the base of her tail!

She started yelling at the top of her lungs, spitting things out as she yelled. As a result, the mud in her mouth slid directly into her throat, choking her until her eyes rolled back.

Granny Sun vomited on the spot, her stomach churning violently. She tried to run away, almost vomiting bile.

The two men, their heads and faces covered in a sticky, yellowish-green grime, struggled to their feet and cursed loudly at the empty forest.

"Which damned bastard...get out here right now!"

"That damned thing...may it die a horrible death..."

The voice was muffled, like a crow with its throat blocked by excrement—it was as ridiculous and pathetic as could be.

Behind the bushes, Ruan Tang slowly withdrew her fair fingers.

She reached out and gently stroked the little white dog on her shoulder, whose fur was already standing on end in anger, while looking coldly at the two lumps of filth still wriggling below.

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice still soft and sweet, but the words she uttered were like ice.

"Your breath smells so bad, you need to get it fixed."

As soon as she finished speaking, she flicked her fingertips almost imperceptibly.

Two strands of spiritual energy, as thin as hair, silently entered the bodies of Li Jinhua and Granny Sun, precisely binding their vocal cords.

After doing all this, Ruan Tang picked up Xiao Bai and got up.

She had just stepped out from the other side of the bushes when she suddenly stopped.

At the end of the path not far away, Yan Yu stood quietly.

His tall and imposing figure was hidden in the shade of the trees, and he looked like a Yama, the King of Hell, who had walked out of hell, exuding a chilling murderous aura that was almost tangible.

The forest, which was bustling with the chirping of insects and birds just a moment ago, is now deathly silent; even the wind has stopped.

The murderous intent that seemed to tear the air apart made Ruan Tang's heart clench.

But the next second, an overwhelming sweetness instantly overwhelmed her.

He heard it.

Even before she made her move, the man had already decided to kill her.

Nothing in this world could move her more than a man's unconditional love and protection.

Holding Xiaobai, Ruan Tang didn't think twice, like a fledgling returning to its nest, and rushed into the embrace that had already been opened for her.

Yan Yu caught her steadily, his arms like iron hoops, forcefully pulling her petite body into his burning chest.

He buried his head deep in the crook of her neck, almost greedily inhaling her sweet scent, kissing her so eagerly and without regard for the occasion for the first time.

"elder brother."

Ruan Tang felt ticklish and numb from his touch, and giggled as she turned her head to give him a hard kiss on his cold, handsome cheek.

Are your hands dirty?

His deep voice still held a lingering hint of violence. His large, well-defined hand grasped the small hand she had just used to cast the spell. He lowered his eyes and examined it carefully, inch by inch, as if it were truly stained with something dirty.

Ruan Tang shook her head, and the next second, she buried her face deeply in his firm and warm chest, her voice muffled, with a hint of grievance and a touch of self-righteous coquetry.

"It's dirty."

"I was disgusted."

"I need my brother to kiss me, hug me, and lift me up high before I feel better."

A deep laugh escaped Yan Yu's chest, sending shivers down her spine. He tightened his grip, as if he wanted to embed the girl into his body.

He didn't speak, but lowered his head slightly and gently and tenderly rubbed his cheek against the top of the girl's soft hair.

That nauseating, foul feeling was gradually cleansed away by the man's soothing touch in that domineering and airtight embrace.

Ruan Tang sighed comfortably, her small hands tightly wrapped around his strong waist, wishing she could turn herself into a plaster and stick firmly to his body.