73: Chapter 73 She has a great figure.

"Takeout is nowhere near as healthy as cooking for yourself."

He added a bottle of sesame oil to the cart.

Walking to the vegetable section, Wang Yang picked up a bunch of greens and examined them.

"These are fresh; let's get some."

He then picked up a few tomatoes.

"Let's get some of these too."

He grabbed a box of mushrooms, a box of enoki mushrooms, and a few cucumbers.

Arriving at the meat section, Wang Yang picked up a box of beef.

"Do you know how to cook beef?"

Luo Shiyun nodded.

"I know a little..."

Wang Yang picked up a box of pork ribs, a box of chicken wings, and a box of pork belly.

Looking at the shopping cart getting fuller and fuller, Luo Shiyun couldn't help but say.

"Isn't this too much?"

Wang Yang laughed.

"What do you mean 'too much'? Your kitchen is so empty, don't you need to stock up?"

Luo Shiyun's face flushed red again.

How did this man know her kitchen was empty?

But then again, he had come over to fix the bathroom yesterday, so he must have seen it.

Wang Yang chatted with her as they browsed.

"Are you usually busy with work?"

Luo Shiyun nodded.

"It's alright, though I do have to work overtime sometimes..."

"What do you do for work?"

"I work in administration at a company."

Wang Yang nodded.

"Administration is good; it's not too tiring."

Luo Shiyun smiled.

As the two walked along, a child suddenly rushed over from the side.

He looked about five or six years old, with a spirited, chubby face.

He was holding a toy submachine gun, shouting "pew-pew-pew-pew" as he ran at full speed.

He was clearly having too much fun, his eyes fixed on the gun in his hands, completely ignoring where he was going.

Luo Shiyun was currently standing sideways, looking at the seasonings on the shelf.

She didn't notice the danger approaching at all.

Just as the child was about to collide head-on with Luo Shiyun.

Wang Yang was quick to react; he wrapped his arm around Luo Shiyun's waist and pulled her firmly towards him.

Luo Shiyun was pulled entirely into his embrace.

The child brushed past her hem and collided with the shelf, his toy gun flying far away.

"Wah——"

The child sat down on the floor and burst into tears.

The sound startled the people nearby.

A woman in her thirties ran over in a panic and scooped up the child.

"Baby! Baby, don't cry! What's wrong? Where did you get hurt?"

The child cried heart-wrenchingly, pointing at the toy gun on the ground.

Then he pointed at Wang Yang and Luo Shiyun, unable to speak.

The woman looked up at the two of them with an apologetic expression.

"I'm so sorry! My child is too mischievous; he didn't bump into you, did he?"

Luo Shiyun finally came back to her senses.

She realized she was being held tightly in Wang Yang's arms, her face pressed against his chest.

She could clearly feel his strong heartbeat, as well as the faint scent of shower gel on him.

Thump, thump, thump.

The heartbeat was steady and powerful, echoing in her ears with every beat.

Luo Shiyun froze.

It had been so long... since she had been this close to a man.

Wang Yang looked down at her.

"Are you okay?"

His voice, deep and gentle, sounded right above her head.

Luo Shiyun's face turned bright red instantly.

She hurriedly pulled away from his embrace, keeping her head down, not daring to look at him.

"I... I'm fine."

Wang Yang then looked at the mother and son and smiled.

"It's fine, as long as the child isn't hurt, that's all that matters."

The woman let out a sigh of relief and thanked them repeatedly.

"Thank you, thank you! I'm really sorry; I will definitely discipline him properly when we get back."

She pulled the child and told him to apologize.

"Quick, say sorry to the auntie."

The child was still sobbing, but obediently said, "Sorry, auntie."

Luo Shiyun waved her hand.

"It's alright."

The woman said a few more apologetic words and walked away with the child.

The onlookers around them gradually dispersed, and the supermarket returned to normal.

Luo Shiyun stood there, her heart still racing.

The scene just now happened so fast, too fast for her to even react.

If Wang Yang hadn't pulled her, she definitely would have been hit head-on by that child.

She snuck a glance at Wang Yang.

He was looking down, smoothing out his wrinkled hem, a faint smile still on his lips.

It seemed as if he had just done something insignificant.

But that moment...

When he pulled her entire body into his embrace.

Wang Yang's arms were so strong, his chest so warm.

She could even feel the heat radiating from him.

Luo Shiyun's face turned red again.

Wang Yang finished smoothing his clothes and looked up at her.

"Let's go, let's keep shopping."

Luo Shiyun nodded and followed by his side, continuing to walk forward.

But her mind was completely filled with that scene from just moments ago.

The moment he wrapped his arm around her waist.

Her hands had instinctively grabbed his clothes, and she had been shielded in his arms.

That feeling of being protected...

It had been so long since she felt that.

After her divorce, she lived alone and carried everything on her own.

When a lightbulb broke, she changed it herself; when a pipe leaked, she fixed it herself; when she got sick, she went to get an IV drip alone.

She thought she had gotten used to it, used to being alone, used to having no one to rely on.

But that hug just now made Luo Shiyun suddenly realize—

That she still longed for it.

She longed to be protected, longed to be cared for, longed for a solid chest to rely on.

Luo Shiyun shook her head, trying to shake off these messy thoughts.

But the more she tried not to think about it, the clearer those feelings became.

The temperature of his body, the sound of his heartbeat, the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed...

And that faint scent.

It wasn't perfume; it was the scent of shower gel—clean, refreshing, and very pleasant.

She snuck another glance at Wang Yang.

He was walking in front, pushing the shopping cart, his back straight, shoulders broad, and waist narrow.

Remembering what she felt when he held her just now.

That chest was very firm; one look and you could tell he exercised often.

Someone who does fitness often...

That figure must be as good as his, right?

As soon as this thought popped up, Luo Shiyun herself was startled.

She quickly lowered her head, not daring to think any further.

But her face felt burning hot.

...

Wang Yang pushed the cart in front, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

Although that moment just now was to save her, I have to say—

It felt really good.

The moment he wrapped his arm around her waist, he could clearly feel how slender it was.

Separated by the thin knitted dress, her waist was so slender it felt like it could be held in one hand.

And when he pulled her into his embrace, that soft body pressed against him, the sensation...

Wang Yang savored the memory in his heart.

Sure enough, someone who practices Yoga often really has a different figure.

Slim where it should be slim, soft where it should be soft, and in the places that should have curves.

It was truly luscious.

He recalled the soft sensation on his chest from that moment.

That level of fullness, definitely had substance.

And that waist, that bottom...

You couldn't tell when she was wearing clothes; you could only truly feel it when holding her in your arms.

Women who exercise often are just different.

Wang Yang took a deep breath, suppressing the heat rising in his heart.

No rush.

Take it slow.

Maybe there will be a chance tonight.

Wang Yang turned back to look at Luo Shiyun.

She was keeping her head down, her face flushed, eyelashes fluttering, wondering what she was thinking about.

Wang Yang smiled, turned back around, and continued pushing the cart forward.

The two of them, each with their own thoughts, strolled slowly through the supermarket.