This feeling of "having food in hand and not panicking" is his greatest source of confidence for surviving in the wilderness.
He also took the opportunity to inspect the newly purchased Raptor pickup truck.
The pickup truck sat quietly in the center of the garage, its black paint gleaming coldly in the dim light.
The battery voltage is normal.
The antifreeze level is normal.
He patted the hood.
After doing all this, he stomped his foot hard at the door, shook off the thin layer of snow on his body, and then pushed the door open again to go back inside.
Su Wei looked towards the living room.
Emily was no longer on the sofa.
The sound of running water came from the bathroom; it was the sound of a shower.
Su Wei hung his chilly coat back behind the door and added another thick birchwood stick to the fireplace.
This type of wood is dense and has a long burning time, lasting for quite some time.
After he finished his task, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
A moment later, the door opened.
A cloud of white steam rose up, carrying the scent of shower gel.
Emily came out barefoot.
The moment Su Wei saw her, she paused for half a second.
She was wearing that Su Wei black T-shirt.
It was a size too big for Su Wei, who was over 1.8 meters tall and had a robust build.
On Emily, who is 1.65 meters tall, the skirt she was wearing at that moment turned into a rather unsafe short skirt.
The wide neckline revealed her delicate collarbone and a dazzling expanse of fair skin.
The hem of her dress hung down to mid-thigh, appearing and disappearing as she walked.
Her two legs were straight and long, dazzlingly white under the warm yellow light.
Because she had just taken a shower, her skin had a faint pinkish hue.
Her long, golden hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, the ends still dripping water, soaking the black fabric at her chest and outlining an alluring curve.
A black T-shirt, long blonde hair, and snow-white skin.
The visual impact was so strong that even Su Wei, a hunter who considered himself to have good self-control, couldn't help but let his Adam's apple bob involuntarily.
Emily was drying her hair with a towel in her hand.
Seeing Su Wei standing in the living room, she paused for a moment, subconsciously tugging at the hem of her clothes, looking somewhat uneasy.
"Um..." she pointed to her leg, her cheeks flushed, "I forgot to put my pants inside."
The jeans were still draped forlornly on the sofa armrest.
"Fine."
Su Wei quickly looked away, concealing her distraction, and turned to go to the kitchen to pour a glass of warm water.
The clothes fit well.
Even he himself felt that these words sounded dry and unnatural.
But Emily burst out laughing.
The awkwardness she felt earlier vanished instantly. She took the water glass from Su Wei and warmed her hands in it.
"The bed is made, in the master bedroom on the left on the second floor," Su Wei pointed to the stairs. "I've cleaned up your room and changed the sheets. I'll sleep in the guest room next door."
Emily paused for a moment.
She knew that the master bedroom used to be where his parents lived, and it held great significance for him.
"Actually, I'm fine sleeping on the sofa..."
"Your feet need to be flat," Su Wei interrupted her, her tone regaining its usual rationality. "Besides, the sofa is too soft; it's bad for your spine and not conducive to recovery."
Emily held the cup, sipping water slowly, her long eyelashes concealing the emotions in her eyes.
" Su Wei."
"Um?"
You've changed a lot.
"Really?" Su Wei leaned against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, looking relaxed. "Probably because the debts are all paid off; I feel lighter now."
"It's not just that." Emily shook her head, looking up at him, her azure eyes reflecting Su Wei's tall figure. "I feel safer now. You used to always have a furrowed brow, and your words carried a hint of melancholy. Now you... are like this cabin."
Su Wei smiled but didn't reply, though a slight thought stirred within her.
"Alright, it's getting late." He glanced at the wall clock; the hour hand was already pointing to eleven. "Go upstairs and rest; staying up late is bad for your skin."
Emily nodded and put down her water glass.
She walked to the top of the stairs, and just as she was about to lift her foot, she froze.
The old wooden staircase was sturdy, but it had a very steep slope, with each step being quite high.
For someone whose ankle cast has just been removed, these stairs are difficult to climb.
She tried to step up one step, and as soon as her left foot put weight on it, her brow furrowed in pain.
Although the massage relieved the stiffness, it still hurt when I put weight on it.
Just as she was about to hop on one foot while holding onto the handrail, she heard steady footsteps behind her.
Then, my body felt light.
He was lifted into the air.
"Ah!"
Emily gasped briefly, instinctively stretching out her arms and hooking them tightly around Su Wei's neck.
Su Wei slipped one hand under her knees, feeling the smoothness of her skin; with the other hand, he supported her back and steadily lifted her up.
A standard princess carry.
"Hold on tight."
Su Wei's voice was right next to her ear, deep and magnetic.
Too close.
She was so close that she could clearly smell the fir-like scent on Su Wei's body, and feel the warm breath coming from Su Wei's mouth, lingering around her ear, making her exceptionally sensitive.
Emily's face instantly turned bright red, the color spreading all the way to her ears.
She buried her burning face in Su Wei's shoulder, not daring to look up.
Because of the movement, the hem of the T-shirt rode up a bit, and the skin of the thigh came into direct contact with the rough flannel fabric on Su Wei's arm, which was incredibly hot.
Emily's thighs felt like smooth, milky skin, making Su Wei's heart pound like an untamed bull.
He swallowed subconsciously, his face flushed slightly, and his hand unconsciously clenched.
Emily trembled slightly, but said nothing.
Their faces were just closer together.
Su Wei walked very steadily.
Each step landed firmly on the sturdiest part of the stairs, my arms as still as iron clamps.
"Squeak squeak squeak"
The wooden planks creaked softly, their sound particularly clear in the quiet room.
Those dozen or so steps felt like they took forever to climb.
Su Wei could even feel the girl's heart pounding like a drum in his arms, transmitted through the thin fabric of her clothes.
We arrived at the second-floor platform.
Su Wei didn't put her down immediately, but instead carried her into the master bedroom and to the bedside.
bend over.
He placed her on the large bed covered with new sheets, his movements very gentle.
The mattress was soft and had a pleasant, sun-dried smell, instantly enveloping Emily.
Su Wei straightened up, pulled the blanket over her, and covered her up, obscuring that alluring expanse of skin.
"This room is well soundproofed; you can't hear the wind outside, so you can get a good night's sleep."
He stood by the bed, casually looking out the window, not daring to look Emily in the eye.
The lighting was dim and yellowish.
Those deep blue eyes looked at him with a hint of longing and some inexplicable expectation.