Chapter 62: 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 caught sight of the young girl waiting expectantly inside the light barrier at the very first moment.

In an instant, his pace quickened.

He reached her side 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 together; it was indeed quite cold.

Her knuckles were even slightly red from the freezing temperature.

Naturally, this also made the heartache in a certain someone's eyes nearly overflow.

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

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

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, inhaling the scent that belonged to him.

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

A sob story 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 nervous about her, right?!

Forget whether he does or not, just win him over first!

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

It was only in hindsight that he perceived how intimate their current actions were.

Her soft hair brushed against his jaw, bringing about a tingling 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 huffy voice coming from his chest pulled back his wandering 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 it that she felt a sudden sense of emptiness?

She was clearly such a petite and soft body.

How could it feel as if she were the other half he had been missing since birth?

It was just that the expression on the young girl's face right 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 appeared so luscious and delicate.

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 did you become so perfunctory?"

They were face-to-face as she spoke; did she not know where his gaze was landing?!

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

Who would have thought, the next second, he took 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 completely.

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

It brushed over them gently.

She could feel that the storm he was suppressing 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 bit of 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..."

Just as Huo Junze wanted to say something, 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.

The air didn't just have the scent of fruit; there was the fresh aroma of plants mixed with soil.

There was even a faint, lingering scent of flowers.

His sense of smell, enhanced by his Mental Power, could clearly detect it.

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

"What are these?"

"Flowers, though 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 to examine them closely.

"Are these real flowers?"

There are flowers projected by virtual reality in the city, but many have already lost their fidelity; 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 all their charm.

It made one feel inexplicably moved.

"Are they pretty?"

Huo Junze looked up in her direction, gave a heavy nod, and reached out to hold her dangling hand.

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

Like a treasure.

"Very pretty, thank you, Ruan."

His deep voice sounded exactly like the serpent 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 had only said one sentence, and she had already fallen apart?

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

She gave herself a pep talk.

She must bewitch this person in front of her until he is completely dazed!

"This is just 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 mischief. "Didn't I tell you I prepared a gift for you?"

She gripped his hand back, used some force, and pulled him up from the ground.

Huo Junze was pulled forward by this great strength, half-hugging her in 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 stepped back two paces and took a flowerpot out 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, lingering fragrance blossomed at the tip of his nose...