Chapter 85 This person has a big problem! (1/2)

The man's words were like tiny, electrified hooks, gently scratching at her eardrums and sending a shiver down Ruan Tang's spine.

The room, which had been decorated with cooling talismans, suddenly became hot, and the temperature continued to rise.

Yan Yu's tall shadow completely enveloped her, and his dark eyes were filled with a burning possessiveness.

Ruan Tang was so nervous that she forgot to breathe. Her heart was pounding so hard that it made her ears ring.

But this time, she didn't dodge.

Her almond-shaped eyes, shimmering with moisture, met his burning gaze directly.

Just a second before the darkness in the man's eyes was about to boil over, Ruan Tang suddenly moved.

She proactively stretched out her two slender, white arms, wrapped them around his stiff neck, tilted her head slightly, and offered herself to him.

This action is like a drop of water splashing into hot oil.

With a "snap," the last shred of "reason" in Yan Yu's eyes was instantly shattered.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

The next second, her burning lips pressed down hard.

This kiss was completely different from the fiery bite from before.

The sense of punishment was gone, replaced by a turbulent depth and domineering force, carrying a madness that wanted to devour her whole and ingrain her into his very bones.

With a slight effort, he pried open the girl's lips and teeth, his tongue, burning hot, conquering her without giving her a chance to breathe.

The crisp taste from his mouth overpowered all her senses.

Ruan Tang felt all her strength drained away, her mind instantly turned into a mess, and she was as limp as a delicate flower drenched by a downpour, only able to weakly cling to him, the only upright branch.

She felt like she was drowning in the lust that Yan Yu brought her.

The man's kiss grew deeper and hotter, as if he wanted to suck away her soul, crush it, and mix it with his own, so that they would never be separated again.

Only when the little girl in his arms had completely melted into a puddle of spring water, her breath becoming thin and weak, and a captivating pink tinge appearing at the corners of her eyes, did Yan Yu finally retreat, satisfied.

He pressed his forehead against hers, their heavy breathing mingling together. His voice was terribly hoarse, with a tremor that he was trying his best to suppress.

"Tangtang, can you feel it?"

"You are mine."

After saying that, he hugged her tightly again until the throbbing in his body subsided, and then he slowly let go.

Before getting up, the man suppressed his urge and gently pecked her lips, which were red and swollen from being kissed, like a chick pecking at rice.

Only then did he get up and leave the bedroom, picking up the basket from the main room.

"I'm going to the pig farm."

Watching the man stride out of the house, Ruan Tang still leaned limply against the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), her legs weak and unable to lift, feeling as if her soul was still floating.

She raised her hand and touched her burning hot cheeks and tingling red lips with the back of her fingers.

It seemed as if the man's domineering yet refreshing aura still lingered on it.

This man... he's a real pain.

The puppet grandmother acted as if she hadn't seen anything, and was intently wiping the table with a rag.

On the small stool next to him, Little White lay sprawled out like a "mouse pancake," its two front paws covering its eyes, but one eye was peeking out from between its claws.

That "I'm blind, I can't see anything, but I know everything" look on his face was absolutely hilarious.

Not to mention its big, fluffy tail, which was wagging nervously, completely giving it away.

Ruan Tang chuckled, and with a thought, she put the dramatic rat back into her spirit beast pouch.