Chapter 481: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 481: Warmth (1)
In the quiet hall, under the faint light, two people silently locked eyes.
Mo Yan, feeling somewhat dizzy, looked at the man before her in black attire, incredibly handsome and extraordinary. She was still somewhat unable to snap out of her daze. She never imagined he would come to find her so late at night. She had many questions for him—about his injuries, whether he had fully recovered, whether it was dangerous for him to come out like this, and more...
But as the words reached her lips and she met his gaze, Mo Yan's mind went blank. All that remained were his deep eyes, deeply embedded in her heart, unforgettable!
Xiao Ruiyuan almost greedily looked at the person he had yearned for day and night. He had nearly exhausted all his self-control to suppress the urge to embrace her fiercely, relieving the torment of longing he had endured for many days.
God knows, during the over five months at the frontier, in more than a hundred days, how much he had wanted to see her. When he received no replies to his letters, how panicked he had been. Unable to come to her and ask "why," he buried all his anxiety deep inside, focusing all his energy on planning the decisive defeat of the Baren tribe, all to return victorious and see her soon.
And now, she was right in front of him, within his reach. It felt truly wonderful!
The two silently locked eyes for a long time. Though not a word was spoken, a thousand words seemed to pass through their gazes, conveying to each other's hearts.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, Mo Yan finally broke the silence in the room: "Are—are your injuries healed?"
Her words were calm, but the genuine concern in her voice couldn't be faked. Xiao Ruiyuan's mood grew even more joyful, a visible smile curling up at the corners of his mouth, and he expectedly noticed her momentary daze.
With a soft chuckle, his magnetic and splendid voice carried a deadly charm: "They are recovering well. It won't be long before I'm fully healed. Yan'er, you need not worry!"
Mo Yan's warm smile emerged just now, only to be ensnared again by this seductive voice. When she snapped out of it, her face couldn't help but heat up. She slightly lowered her head, unsure where to look.
Feeling embarrassed by her childish appearance, Mo Yan was somewhat annoyed. She raised her head and stared fiercely at the smiling person before her, gritting her teeth: "Don't presume so much. Who's worrying about you?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, she wished she could bite her tongue. This wasn't disdain; it sounded more like lovers' playful bickering!
Xiao Ruiyuan naturally understood. His pitch-black eyes deepened as he looked at the girl before him, as if igniting two small flames.
Mo Yan felt her scalp tingle under his gaze, growing increasingly uncomfortable with her reddening face. Stammering, she continued, "Your—injuries aren't healed yet. It's not advisable to—stand for long. Should—shouldn't you sit down and rest?"
Xiao Ruiyuan stared at her intensely for a while, then finally stretched out his long legs and sat on the sofa in the small hall, cushioned with cotton, in a gesture of kindness. Yet his gaze never left Mo Yan for a moment.
There were only two people in the small hall, and the atmosphere was strangely tense. Mo Yan, constantly enveloped by someone's strong presence, made an excuse about making tea and dashed out of the hall, running into the kitchen in one breath.
Xiao Ruiyuan watched her petite figure disappear into the night, recalling her earlier reaction. Suddenly, warmth flooded his heart, and all his previous worries gradually vanished without a trace.
Yan'er did have feelings for him. She hadn't replied to him before, probably due to some difficulties she couldn't express. He had to find out what troubled her. He couldn't let these messy things become obstacles between them!
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