Chapter 160 Winter Hunt (1/2)

Yan Yu carried the soft little girl in his arms and walked steadily into the villa's bedroom.

He bent down and carefully placed her on the soft bed, his movements as gentle as if he were settling a fragile dream.

He took off her cotton slippers and pulled the soft silk quilt over her.

Rough fingertips traced her smooth forehead, gently tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

Ruan Tang felt a little itchy and opened her eyes groggily, her long, feather-like eyelashes trembling uneasily.

She stretched out her two snow-white, lotus-root-like arms and skillfully hooked them around Yan Yu's neck.

Her soft body instinctively rubbed against his firm, hot chest, her voice thick with a nasal tone as she whined.

"Brother, will you sleep with me?"

That milky, sweet aroma, like a spark, instantly spread throughout his body.

Yan Yu's Adam's apple bobbed heavily.

He leaned down, his tall figure completely enveloping her, his unfathomable eyes fixed on her.

He didn't speak, but instead used his fingertips to repeatedly stroke her warm cheek, feeling the delicate touch.

The heat from her fingertips made Ruan Tang's cheeks flush even redder, and her delicate earlobes turned a translucent pink.

"good."

A hoarse word, as if squeezed out from the depths of his burning throat with all his self-control.

He took off his coat and lay down next to her.

With a long reach, he scooped the soft, fragrant body into his arms and held it tightly.

Ruan Tang nestled contentedly in his arms, finding the most comfortable spot for her little head.

"Brother is so warm..."

She murmured, and soon her even breathing could be heard.

Yan Yu, however, was wide awake.

He looked down at the defenseless little girl in his arms, her peaceful sleeping face so innocent that it made his heart ache.

He could no longer resist, so he lowered his head and placed a very light, yet burning kiss on her smooth forehead.

mine.

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Two days later, at dawn, the sky was just beginning to turn a deathly gray.

At the entrance of the brigade headquarters, a dozen men stomped their feet and rubbed their hands together, their breath instantly forming a layer of frost on their eyebrows.

Li Jianshe was wearing a thick cotton-padded coat and a dog-skin hat, his old face, etched with the marks of time, was taut and tense.

He gripped his old hunting rifle, his hawk-like eyes sweeping over everyone with a sharp, piercing gaze.

"Listen up, all of you!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it pierced everyone's ears like shards of ice, causing a young member to involuntarily shrink back.

"Once you're in these mountains, your life isn't your own anymore! Listen up, all of you, and follow my orders!"

"If any of you bastards dare to run around and get your heart ripped out by a wolf, I won't be there to collect your corpse!"

He patted everyone's backpacks one by one, "Have you all packed your rations tightly? We're heading for wild boars this time, so get yourselves ready!"

"I heard you!"

The crowd responded in unison, their voices filled with barely suppressed excitement and nervousness.

Yu Hao stood with Zhao Weiguo. He took a homemade gun from Li Jianshe and examined it with great interest, his excitement palpable.

He muttered regretfully to Zhao Weiguo, "What a pity. My brother is really good with guns. He won't be able to make it in time for this. Hunting is such a fun thing. Tsk tsk tsk, what a shame."

Just as Yu Hao was about to continue his rant, Li Jianshe waved his hand, his voice short and forceful.

"Set off!"

The group trudged through ankle-deep snow, heading deeper into the vast, white mountains.

In some places, the snow was knee-deep, and after walking for almost an hour, everyone was panting heavily.

Li Jianshe suddenly raised his hand, and the entire team froze instantly; you could hear a pin drop.

He crouched down, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of bloodthirsty excitement, "Don't move! Look here!"

The crowd gathered around and saw a series of clear hoof prints on the snow, so fresh they looked as if they had just been made.