Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 482: Heartwarming (2)_1

Chapter 482: Chapter 482: Heartwarming (2)_1

Clutching her heart that throbbed wildly, Mo Yanshen took a deep breath and crouched to open the seal of the stove. As a large amount of fresh air poured in, the fire within the furnace gradually intensified, casting a warm glow on her soft and beautiful face.

There was already a fire in the stove which had heated the water to a warm temperature. It wasn’t long before the kettle started to huff and puff, and more and more white steam emerged from its spout.

Mo Yan’s mind was a mushy blur as she stared blankly at the wispy trails of steam, her previously anxious heart miraculously relaxed with the gurgling noise of the water, and her spirit slowly became clear again. She also felt quite amused!

The man was still injured, yet he had come over in the middle of the night. His intentions were clear, and she had long decided not to run away, so what was there to be nervous about? Now, the initiative was in her hands; if anyone should be nervous, it was him!

With this thought, Mo Yan’s mood lightened considerably. She promptly measured out some tea leaves into the teapot as the water boiled. After pouring in the boiling water, she carried the tray back to the small courtyard.

As soon as she entered, her eyes met Xiao Ruiyuan’s gentle gaze, and her heart gave an uncontrollable thump, although she was no longer as nervously flustered as before.

"I’ll take it!"

Xiao Ruiyuan stood up. With his tall stature and long legs, he swiftly walked to the door and effortlessly took the tray from her with one hand while his other hand naturally took hold of Mo Yan’s right hand, warm and firm.

Mo Yan stood dumbstruck, forgetting how to react. By the time she came to her senses, she had already been led to sit on the sofa.

They were sitting very close, with only the width of a palm between them. Mo Yan could almost feel the heat emanating from his body. "Zoom," her face heated up rapidly. Without looking in a bronze mirror, she could imagine her face must be as red as a cooked shrimp.

Mo Yan tried to pull away from his broad palm with a bit of force. However, as soon as she was about to exert pressure, the person who had divined her intention skillfully tightened his grasp, preventing her from withdrawing her hand and yet not hurting her!

Finally holding the hand of the woman he admired, Xiao Ruiyuan maintained a cool exterior. If not for the suddenly accelerated heartbeat and the trace of moisture in his palm that gave him away, no one would have been able to tell that he was actually extremely nervous.

With her hand firmly held, how could Mo Yan not notice? Initially somewhat annoyed, she suddenly felt a sense of equilibrium in her heart and let him hold it without trying to break free.

Seeing her compliant demeanor, Xiao Ruiyuan’s heart surged with complex emotions, joy mixed with another strange feeling. It was similar to when he was four years old, when his loving grandfather, to fulfill his birthday wish, took him to the street personally and bought him a bunch of candied haws. At that time, holding his grandfather’s hand, walking the streets while eating the sour and sweet candied haws, he had felt incredibly satisfied.

Yes, it was satisfaction!

The water in the teapot cooled down from boiling to warm, and the whiffs of steam from the spout disappeared, leaving the room filled with the fragrance of tea. The two of them sat quietly, hand in hand, for a long while, neither willing to break the tranquil and beautiful moment with words.

However, it wasn’t just the two of them in the room—there always seemed to be inconsiderate creatures eager to cause a ruckus! There, Mao Tuan, having been locked in the bedroom, grew impatient as its owner took too long to appear, and started scratching at the door.

At first, mindful of its owner’s warning, the pet had only dared to rub vigorously with its paw pad, which became so heated that it seemed to catch fire, yet its owner still did not show up. Then, it began to use its claws, all the while emitting a soft "woo woo woo," not loud, but enough to disturb the two people in the living room.

Worried that it would damage the door, Mo Yan quickly stood up to open it, but her right hand was suddenly gripped tightly, causing her to sit back down on the sofa.

Xiao Ruiyuan released her hand with an impassive expression, and a chilling aura began to surround him again, "I’ll go!" Without waiting for Mo Yan to stop him, he strode to the door. Unaware of Mao Tuan straightening up to scratch the door from the inside, he fiercely pushed it open.

In fact, being skilled in martial arts, he had heard Mao Tuan scratching from the very beginning, but he wasn’t about to let that foolish tiger, which clearly disliked him, come out and cause trouble, so he pretended not to notice.

Caught off guard, Mao Tuan was hit hard by the door. Like a turtle flipped onto its back, the tiger sprawled four-legged on the ground. It shook its massive head and clumsily flipped its chubby body upright. Upon seeing Xiao Ruiyuan, old grudges and fresh anger surged in its heart.

It roared loudly, its powerful hind legs kicked back, and then it launched itself with a burst of strength, pouncing ferociously towards Xiao Ruiyuan.

Xiao Ruiyuan, with his skills, could have easily dodged Mao Tuan’s attack. However, because he was injured, his response was a beat slower, narrowly evading the tiger’s claws. The movement pulled at the wound on his chest, causing him to involuntarily clutch at it.

Seeing this action, and Mao Tuan lunging towards him again, Mo Yan quickly shouted, "Mao Tuan, stop!"

Hearing his master’s voice, Mao Tuan immediately retracted its claws and ceased the attack, scampering towards its master. It was about to affectionately lick her fingers when it suddenly detected a scent it intensely disliked on her hand. Instantly, with its jaws wide open, it growled angrily at Xiao Ruiyuan.

This shameless wretch of a man, daring to lick the master’s hand? Unbearable, even for a tiger!

Xiao Ruiyuan looked at it, puzzled, but Mo Yan’s face flushed red. She raised her hand and gently slapped Mao Tuan, signaling it to behave.

All this commotion dispelled the pleasant mood that had been there before. Mo Yan sent Mao Tuan to find Little Flower and Dabai in the back, but Mao Tuan was adamant not to leave, glaring at Xiao Ruiyuan from a distance. If he dared to step over the line, the tiger seemed poised to pounce and shred him.

Mo Yan helplessly held her forehead and approached Xiao Ruiyuan, asking with concern, "Did the wound split open? Is it serious?"

Xiao Ruiyuan’s heart warmed at her worry, his cold face softened in an instant, "It’s nothing."

Mo Yan was not reassured. Without a second thought, she moved his hand away and, seeing no blood on it, touched the place he had been holding. Noticing the clothes were clean, she then believed his words.

Thinking about where the wound was, she couldn’t help but chastise him, "This area is connected to the heart meridian; having a wound here is extremely dangerous. You should have waited for the wound to fully heal before moving around, otherwise, if it splits open, the recovery will be even more difficult!"

At this moment, Xiao Ruiyuan, never before so closely approached by a woman, had a blank mind, his focus only on the soft little hand that seemed to be moving on his chest, unable to clearly hear what she was saying.

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