Chapter 97 Alive! (1/2)

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Yan Yu walked over step by step.

The light from the oil lamp cast his shadow long and dark on the ground, and the shadow continued to spread, eventually engulfing Ruan Tang's feet.

The air was still filled with the aroma of wine and meat.

But as soon as he got closer, the smell completely dissipated.

All that remained was his clean, crisp, and domineering aura, thoroughly tanned by the blazing sun.

Wild and fierce.

It was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Ruan Tang's heart pounded against his footsteps, each thud striking her sternum.

The shock made her panic.

He finally stopped in front of her, his tall figure completely blocking out the light.

He didn't say anything.

He simply reached out, and his large hand, with its distinct knuckles and calloused fingers, directly supported her slender nape.

My palms are burning hot.

The heat was almost etched into her bones.

Ruan Tang froze, her entire scalp going numb.

She was forced to tilt her head back, meeting his unfathomably dark eyes, which were filled with intense possessiveness.

Yan Yu suddenly leaned down, his nose almost touching hers.

His hot breath sprayed all over her face.

"Tangtang".

The man's voice was terribly hoarse, each word sounding like it was being rolled on sandpaper.

“I dismantled the kang (heated brick bed) in the west room.”

These words were spoken slowly and deliberately, yet their meaning was domineering and unreasonable.

From now on, this family will only have one kang (a heated brick bed).

Arguing? There's nowhere for you to run off to.

A surge of heat rushed to Ruan Tang's head, and her face instantly became so hot it could fry an egg.

She suddenly lowered her eyes, her long, thick eyelashes trembling violently.

With a slight tremor, she muttered coquettishly, "Who...who said we were going to sleep in separate rooms? We don't even argue..."

A low chuckle escaped the man's throat.

The vibrations from his chest traveled through the air, making her ears tingle.

He released the back of her neck, then grabbed her small hand that was resting on the table, interlocking their fingers and clenching it tightly in his burning palm.

Her hands were small, soft, and cool; they were completely enveloped by him, and she couldn't move at all.

"I know."

He took her hand and turned to walk towards the bedroom.

The door creaked shut behind us, slammed shut by the wind.

The room full of ambiguity was completely locked away.

Ruan Tang's mind was in complete chaos, and he practically carried her to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) in a half-arm, half-hug manner.

Yan Yu's fiery eyes locked onto her again, just as he was about to throw her into the festive red—

Ruan Tang's body stiffened without warning!

Those still-wet almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened, and the shyness and panic in them were instantly replaced by sharpness!

"elder brother!"

Her voice was soft and urgent, yet it carried an undeniable calmness.

Yan Yu's movements froze in mid-air.

He stared intently at her, watching as the still-soft lamb in his arms suddenly bristled with sharp quills.

The man remained silent, but the fire in his eyes burned even brighter.

“Afu and the others…”

Ruan Tang grabbed Yan Yu's wrist with her other hand, her grip not strong, but full of urgency.

"Something happened?"

Her upturned face was filled with solemnity.

"No, nothing's wrong!" she immediately reassured them, her voice slightly shaky from the urgency. "They've made a major discovery!"

Yan Yu raised an eyebrow, signaling her to continue with his eyes.

"The imprint I left in their consciousness has been triggered!"

The blush on Ruan Tang's face completely faded, and her expression became frighteningly serious.

"This is the highest alert! They only send me the footage when they encounter a danger they can't handle!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a massive, distorted stream of information crashed into Ruan Tang's mind through an unseen mental connection!

"Hmm!"

Ruan Tang groaned, her face instantly drained of color, and her body went limp as she was about to fall onto the kang (heated brick bed).

Yan Yu stretched out his long arm and pulled her tightly into his arms, supporting her with his chest.