Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

"Hey? Doesn't it hurt?"

After Ruan Yaoyao landed, she murmured this question full of doubt.

Although with her strong physical strength, her life might be safe even if she fell from such a high altitude, it would definitely be very painful.

But at this moment, the expected pain was like a misty cloud, leaving no trace, and instead, there was a sense of security as if being gently wrapped in a warm swaddling cloth, as solid and assured as a tired bird returning to its nest or a ship entering the harbor.

"It's strange that it hurts..."

That voice, which was somewhat helpless yet doting, came slowly from below.

Hearing the voice, Ruan Yaoyao hurriedly looked down, only to see Lin Yi lying on the ground in an ungraceful manner, using his body as a solid "meat cushion".

There were specks of dust on the ends of his clothes and hair. Although his face was a little pale due to the shock, there was a faint smile of relief on the corners of his mouth.

Ruan Yaoyao was still in shock at this time, like a frightened deer, her chest still heaving slightly. She blinked her almond-shaped eyes and met Lin Yi's concerned gaze, which was like the warm sun, and the heat directly burned her cheeks red, as if the clouds in the sky were quietly stained.

She bit her lower lip and said angrily, "Why are you so reckless? Aren't you afraid of hurting yourself?"

Although his words were in a reproachful tone, his hands seemed out of control and he tightly grasped Lin Yi's clothes, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force, as if only in this way could he know for sure that the man in front of him was unharmed and safe.

Lin Yi's mouth corners slightly raised, and he grinned unabashedly. That smile was like the brightest sunshine in spring, warm and bright.

The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were curved into beautiful arcs because of his cheerful mood, as if every line was telling of the joy in his heart.

He just waved his hand casually, and said as if he didn't care about anything:

"I don't have the energy to care about so many things. I just want to catch you safely. And..."

Having said this, he deliberately dragged out his words, and that voice was like a fascinating little hook that easily aroused Ruan Yaoyao's strong curiosity.

"and?"

Hearing Lin Yi's lingering words, Ruan Yaoyao couldn't help but tilt her head slightly to the side, and her black hair falling like a waterfall cascaded to one side, like a beautiful painting.

At this moment, her pair of clear eyes were wide open, round and bright, like an innocent child, and her gaze full of desire for knowledge was fixed directly on Lin Yi.

That cute and charming look is simply irresistible, and it forms a sharp contrast with the heroic appearance he showed when he kicked the enemy bravely in the air just now.

Seeing Ruan Yaoyao's cute reaction, Lin Yi's eyes flashed with a sly light, and then with a sly smile on his face, he boldly glanced under Ruan Yaoyao's skirt, and did not forget to tease:

"Why are you wearing purple today? Didn't you never wear purple before?"

"Ok?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ruan Yaoyao was stunned at first, obviously not expecting Lin Yi to suddenly say such a thing.

But just a moment later, she quickly came to her senses and realized what Lin Yi was referring to.

Suddenly, her originally fair and tender face turned red, as beautiful and tempting as a ripe tomato.

Then, she raised her hand and pretended to hit Lin Yi, shouting angrily:

"Oh my, you're still in the mood to joke at this time, you really don't look serious at all!"

Although she said so, her hand movements clearly showed some shyness and anger, but it was mostly just pretense. After all, deep down, she still couldn't bear to really do anything to Lin Yi.

After a moment, the blush on Ruan Yaoyao's cheeks had not completely faded away. She coughed lightly, adjusted her posture, and slowly stood up.

The breeze blew gently, and the hem of her skirt swayed slightly. She raised her hand and gently smoothed her slightly messy hair. A few strands of hair slipped through her fingers, and her movements showed gentleness and shyness.

She lowered her eyes, bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and explained in a voice as soft as a mosquito:

"You mentioned before that purple is more charming."

There was a hint of girlish shyness and concern in her words, as if she was afraid that her unintentional mistake would cause Lin Yi to laugh at her.

When Lin Yi heard this, he froze in place, and the playful smile on his lips froze instantly.

It took him a while to come back to his senses, his heart filled with helplessness and embarrassment. Only the twitching muscles at the corners of his mouth revealed his complicated mood at the moment.

It suddenly occurred to me that it was just a joke I made casually when joking around or making fun of someone.

Who would have thought that Ruan Yaoyao actually took it seriously, kept it in mind so seriously, and put it into action.

He opened his mouth, wanting to argue, but didn't know where to start, so he could only utter a string of ellipsis, scratched his head, and looked at one with a dilemma.

"Yaoyao, give me a hand."

Lin Yi looked up at Ruan Yaoyao with a bit of laziness and anticipation, a different light flashing in his eyes, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and a different thought hidden in his mind.

"Oh."

Ruan Yaoyao responded softly, her cheeks flushed slightly, and then she half-knelt down.

Her figure was as light as a quietly bending lily, and her skirt slid down the graceful curve of her legs and spread out on the ground.

She stretched out her slender, white hand that looked like it was carved from mutton-fat jade, gently grasped Lin Yi's hand, and with a little force, tried to help him stand up.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yi took advantage of the pulling force and stood up. He turned around neatly, and his arms tightened instantly like a nimble snake, pulling Ruan Yaoyao tightly into his arms.

Ruan Yaoyao let out a soft cry, but before she could react, Lin Yi had already lowered his head, and his lips, with scorching temperature and eager desire, accurately pressed against her lips that were as pink as cherry blossom petals.

For a moment, the surroundings seemed to be quiet, the breeze quietly stopped, the leaves no longer rustled, and only the rapid heartbeats of each other resonated in the chest, playing this sudden sweet melody.

Ruan Yaoyao opened her eyes wide in astonishment, but soon they slowly closed. Her hands unconsciously climbed up Lin Yi's neck, and she immersed herself in this passionate kiss.

The lips slowly parted, like two dancing petals returning to their original positions in the breeze.

For a moment, the whole world seemed to condense in their eyes as they gazed into each other. There was nothing else but the overflowing affection and attachment flowing and interweaving quietly between their eyes.

The breathing of the two people, with warmth and rapidity, was still gently intertwined, and in every breath, there was a lingering aftertaste of the passionate kiss that had not yet dissipated, like the most delicate thread of love, lingering around, unwilling to part.

Ruan Yaoyao's fair cheeks had long been dyed an intoxicating blush, just like the most gorgeous peach blossoms blooming on the branches under the warm spring sun, revealing shyness and sweetness.

She opened her red lips slightly, her voice was like a yellow oriole singing in a valley, and she said in a soft and sticky tone with a hint of reproach:

"You are always doing bad things without even considering the situation."

But the slightly upturned corners of his mouth, like a crescent moon, revealed the true emotions in his heart.

As the words slowly fell, her hands were still like vines clinging to old branches, affectionately wrapped around Lin Yi's neck, with no intention of moving away.

There was still a hint of unconscious playfulness in her fingertips as she subconsciously and gently stroked the skin on the back of his neck. Every subtle touch seemed to be telling of the cuteness and intimacy that the little girl could not hide.

There was a smile on Lin Yi's lips, and that smile went from his eyes to his lips, full of tenderness and tenderness, just like the ripples on the lake in spring, warming people's hearts.

He raised his hand slightly, his movements were as gentle as if he was treating a rare treasure. His slender fingers gently passed through the slightly messy strands of hair on Ruan Yaoyao's forehead, and he smoothed them carefully. His fingertips caressed her with endless cherishment and doting.

A low, hoarse voice, like a mellow aged wine, echoed in this quiet atmosphere:

"I just can't help myself. I haven't seen you for such a long time, and I've been thinking about you all the time. I just went through such a thrilling situation, so I have to make sure you are by my side and are safe and sound."

After saying this, he exerted a little force with his arms and hugged Ruan Yaoyao's delicate body even tighter, as if he wanted to cross all the distance in this world and completely integrate her into his life.

His chin rested lightly on her shoulder lovingly, like a child seeking comfort, rubbing it gently. It seemed that such intimate cuddling could heal all the time of separation and all the worries before.