Chapter 225 begins (1/2)

"What preparations?"

Yan Yu lowered his head even further, his nose almost touching hers.

The man's deep voice brushed against her skin, sending a jolt of electricity through her.

Ruan Tang's eyes flickered for a moment, and the dimples at the corners of her mouth seemed to be filled with honey.

She deliberately dragged out the tone, her voice soft and sticky.

"My father has a rather bad temper."

There was a hint of cunning and a touch of boastfulness in those words.

Yan Yu did not laugh.

He just looked at her.

Something was churning wildly in those unfathomable black eyes.

It was a desolate wasteland that had been silent for hundreds of millions of years, an endless expanse of solitude.

At this moment, a wildfire was ignited simply because of the vague word "home".

Ruan Tang's heart skipped a beat, thinking she had said something wrong.

He suddenly chuckled softly.

The laughter, close to her ear, reverberated from his broad chest, the heat seeping in and making her ears turn red.

He raised his hand.

But he didn't ruffle her hair.

He used an almost brute force to press her tightly into his arms.

The force was so tight that she could barely breathe.

His firm chin rested on the top of her soft hair, his voice muffled and strained, yet carrying a solemnity that seemed to have been pierced to the bone.

"rest assured."

"I will make him happy."

This is not a joke.

This is a promise.

A man who lost everything in the apocalypse makes the heaviest promise to the future, to his family, and to his home.

Ruan Tang was amused by his serious remark and burst out laughing.

She curled up in his arms, her shoulders heaving.

The emptiness in his heart caused by his impending departure was instantly filled to the brim, leaving no room for even a breath of wind.

The two lingered in the space for a while before starting their business.

Yan Yu found two sets of clothes made of a special material. They looked thin and light, but they could keep out all the cold.

After changing into comfortable snow boots, Ruan Tang walked to the sofa and reached out to shake the snow-white ball of fur that was sleeping sprawled out on its back.

"Xiaobai, wake up, time to get to work."

The little silvery-white pointed ears twitched, its eyes remained closed, its little paws flailed wildly in the air, then it rolled over and buried its head deep into the big orange's warm belly.

It was making a squeaking sound as if it were talking in its sleep.

Yan Yu walked over, looked at its lazy appearance, said nothing, and took out a golden banana from his spatial storage.

The product of mutated fruit trees in space.

The moment the skin was peeled off, a domineering and intense sweet aroma exploded out, directly grabbing Xiaobai's soul.

He shoved the banana right under Xiaobai's nose.

Xiao Bai's nose twitched wildly.

His eyes snapped open!

As it gazed upon the divinely radiant delicacy so close at hand, it forgot all about the bad man and the rudeness!

Two tiny mithril paws grabbed the banana, and it took a big bite!

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

tasty!

After finishing the banana in a few bites, a warm current instantly washed over my entire body, sweeping away the deep-seated fatigue and drowsiness.

It leaped up spiritedly and landed steadily on Ruan Tang's shoulder. Its dark purple eyes were frighteningly bright, and its whole body exuded a high-spirited fighting spirit of "I am in position".

Ruan Tang was amused by it, reached out and scooped it off her shoulder, stuffing it into the large hood of her coat.

The little guy adjusted his posture with practiced ease, peeking out only his fluffy little head, curiously looking around.

Everything is ready.

Yan Yu put his arm around Ruan Tang's waist, a thought flashing through his mind.

The view of the villa suddenly twisted and tore apart.

The next second, they were back in the empty, cold main room.