Chapter 132: Smashing Gifts

A low-key yet luxurious flying ship descended toward the direction of the courtyard.

Even from afar, one could tell that the owner of this flying ship was no simple person.

Ruan Mian, having received word from Huo Junze, had been waiting at the entrance early on, watching as that slender figure, draped in wind and snow, walked closer and closer.

The heart within her chest beat a little faster.

Huo Junze's gaze also immediately caught sight of the young girl waiting expectantly inside the light barrier.

In an instant, his pace quickened.

He reached her in two or three strides.

Lowering his head to look at her, he wore a look of helplessness, "Why wait here? Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

Ruan Mian rubbed her hands; it was indeed quite cold.

Her knuckles were even slightly red from the freezing temperature.

Naturally, this caused the heartache in someone's eyes to nearly overflow.

He immediately used his hands to help warm hers, but the moment he made contact, that icy chill made him knit his brows.

"Why are you so cold? Have you been waiting long?"

He felt unbearable heartache.

He opened his own clothes, tightly wrapping her inside his Defense Suit, using his own body heat to warm her through the thin layer of fabric between them.

She nestled in his embrace, sniffing the scent that belonged to him.

A faint fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose, shielding the upturned corners of Ruan Mian's lips.

The "bitter meat strategy" is truly very useful~

Moreover, she could be certain that Huo Junze had her in his heart as well.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so anxious about her, right?!

Forget whether he does or not, I'll capture him first!

Only after walking inside, where the temperature stabilized, did Huo Junze realize that their body temperatures were rising.

Only then did he belatedly perceive how intimate their current actions were.

Her soft hair brushed against his jaw, bringing a tingling, itchy sensation.

The hand holding her shoulder didn't dare to use much force.

It was just that his upturned lips betrayed his good mood.

"Huo Junze!"

The young girl's pouting voice coming from his chest pulled back his thoughts.

The steps under his feet also came to a halt.

He was somewhat puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Ruan Mian broke free from his embrace; why was there a sudden, empty feeling?

It was clearly such a petite and soft body.

How could it feel as if she were the other half he was born missing?

It was just that the expression on the young girl's face now was not very happy.

"Huo Junze, do you not like it?"

Her lips, perhaps because she had eaten that fruit called cherries, looked even redder than usual.

On her fair, tender face, they looked so luscious and dripping with beauty.

It made one unable to help but swallow.

"I like it..."

Ruan Mian did not believe him.

"You're talking nonsense. You don't even know what I'm talking about, yet you say you like it. Since when have you become so perfunctory?"

When they were speaking, they were face-to-face; could she not know where his gaze was landing?!

In an instant, three parts of her anger turned into five.

Who would have expected that, in the next second, he would take a long stride.

He shortened the distance between them to the extreme, his slender figure bringing a great sense of oppression.

He lowered his head, leveling his gaze with hers.

At this moment, it was as if a wild beast lived in his eyes, the aggression within them undisguised.

It seemed he was thinking about how to devour her whole.

While Ruan Mian was stunned, a warm touch landed by her lips.

It brushed over them gently.

She could feel that the suppressed storm within him was growing larger like a rolling snowball.

His protruding Adam's apple bobbed, and after several seconds, he let out a soft sigh.

"I like... your cherries, they are very delicious."

The slight tension that had just been brewing vanished completely after he said this sentence.

Ruan Mian turned her face away, dodging his finger, and couldn't help but mutter, "What is this, you only like that..."

Huo Junze had just wanted to say something, but she had already slipped away from in front of him.

"I planted so many, and you didn't even look at them at all!"

It was only at this moment that Huo Junze realized what Ruan Mian had turned this place into.

The two rows of fruit trees alone were enough to leave him astonished.

How could there be so many varieties??!

What kind of treasure is she, anyway?

"Ruan, are these all fruits that can be eaten?"

Ruan Mian couldn't help but poke his arm.

It was rock-hard.

"Is all you can see just food?"

She had thought she was a foodie, but it turned out there was an even bigger foodie here.

In the air, there was not only the fragrance of fruit, but also the fresh scent of grass and trees mixed with soil.

There was even a faint, lingering scent of flowers.

With his sense of smell enhanced by his Mental Power, he could smell it clearly.

His gaze finally shifted downward, landing on the green grass and wildflowers poking their heads out beneath the trees.

"What are these?"

"Flowers, but they're just wildflowers. Haven't you heard that saying? 'Don't pick the wildflowers by the roadside.'"

Huo Junze was very pleasantly surprised and couldn't wait to squat down and examine them closely.

"Are these real flowers?"

There are flowers projected by virtual reality in the city, but many of them have already lost their authenticity; they are a riot of color, dazzling to the eyes.

But one can tell at a glance that they are all fake.

They lack a sense of reality.

Although the wildflowers before his eyes were very small and looked extremely fragile, as if they would vanish if touched lightly.

Yet they were striving to bloom with their own charm.

It made one feel inexplicably moved in their heart.

"Are they pretty?"

Huo Junze raised his eyes to look in her direction, gave a heavy nod, and reached out to hold her dangling hand.

Her hand was also tiny, soft and weak, appearing boneless, making one afraid to use any force.

Like a treasure.

"Very pretty, thank you, Ruan."

His deep voice was exactly like that poisonous snake in the Garden of Eden that tempted Eve and Adam to pick the apple.

On the back of her hand was the sensation of his fingertips rubbing against it.

That strange feeling turned into a feverish heat that climbed up to the tips of her ears.

She couldn't help but despise herself in her heart; she was truly useless, he only said one sentence, and she was already falling apart?

Ruan Mian! Ruan Mian! Is this all the backbone you have?!

She gave herself a pep talk.

She must make this person in front of her completely infatuated!

"This is what you call pretty? Don't thank me too early!" The corners of her mouth curled into a mysterious smile, and her large almond eyes were full of cunning, "Didn't I tell you I prepared a gift for you?"

She gripped his hand back and used some force to pull him up from the ground.

Huo Junze was pulled forward by this great strength, half-hugging her into his arms, his scorching breath tangling and entwining with hers.

Ruan Mian: Foul! Simply a foul!

"Y-you wait, stand here and wait, I'll show you the gift I prepared."

Huo Junze looked at her with an indulgent smile and raised both hands.

"Okay."

The next second, he watched as Ruan Mian took two steps back and brought out a flowerpot from her Light Brain.

The Lily on top had opened a tiny slit, and the other flower buds had also grown much larger, waiting to bloom.

A faint fragrance blossomed at the tip of his nose...