Chapter 33: A Kiss Isn't Too Much, Right?

Fei Yan's chest was suddenly clogged with a breath of stagnant Qi.

But he was, after all, a well‑travelled High Priest, and he quickly returned to normal.

The shopkeeper, on seeing Fei Yan, greeted him enthusiastically, clearly a familiar.

The man looked at Su Mo and asked, "You seem unfamiliar; may I ask your surname?"

Fei Yan smiled and explained, "My Wife Master's surname is Su, with the given name Mo."

The shopkeeper was taken aback, then smiled and greeted Su Mo, "So you are the High Priest's Wife Master, a pleasure."

Su Mo politely returned the greeting, then asked the shopkeeper about several medicinal herbs.

Those herbs were the ones she planned to take to the Laboratory to study the Detox Pill herself.

The shopkeeper stroked his beard and said, "The things you want are all rare herbs, very difficult to obtain."

"No matter, as long as someone notifies me, price is not a problem."

The shopkeeper smiled, "Fine!"

After paying the bill, Fei Yan took his leave and left.

After leaving the pharmacy, Su Mo walked a few steps and heard people across the way talking about Baihua Pavilion.

"Another group of new Beastmen has arrived at Baihua Pavilion! They look very handsome; let's go have a look!"

"Ask them to dance, only five Beast World Money!"

"Not only is the dance beautiful, the wine inside is also extremely good!"

Su Mo raised an eyebrow; perfect, no need to ask for directions, and she turned to follow.

"Wife Master!"

Fei Yan tried to stop, but before the person reached the doorway, a Beastman from Baihua Pavilion stepped out and seized Su Mo.

"Sister, are you coming in to drink? Please, come in!"

Su Mo turned her head, gave Fei Yan a smiling glance, and asked, "Are you coming in?"

Fei Yan's brow twitched slightly, and finally he lifted his leg and followed.

Su Mo entered and surveyed the surroundings; as a venue for amusement, Baihua Pavilion was exquisitely decorated, with corner details revealing careful effort.

【The book says that later Baihua Pavilion becomes the heroine's primary information hub, and Beastmen who perform here usually possess genuine talent.】

【I wonder whether the heroine has taken over this place now~】

Fei Yan was taken aback; he hadn't known Baihua Pavilion served that purpose.

Soon they were guided to a corner to sit.

Su Mo's eyes were quickly drawn to the Beastmen dancing at the center of the stage.

【No wonder it's a gentle land; indeed each bears a superb skill!】

Soon someone approached, smiling, and asked, "Would you two like something to drink?"

Su Mo pulled a pouch from her waist, handed it over, and pointed at the wine jars on the counter.

"One jar each of osmanthus, peach, and apple flavors!"

The waiter cheerfully took the money and left.

Fortunately, before leaving this morning, she had exchanged some Beast World Money with the system.

However, the daily exchange quota is limited, so she didn't bring much money.

Soon three jars of wine were set before her, plus a serving of crispy peanuts and two side dishes.

Su Mo inhaled the rich wine aroma, took a bowl, and poured a bowl for herself and Fei Yan.

Seeing she was about to drink, Fei Yan promptly warned, "Wife Master, drink less; this wine gets you drunk easily."

Su Mo boasted without shame, "No problem, I have a strong tolerance!"

【Who are you looking down on! I, this girl, used to be able to drink five bottles of RIO!】

Fei Yan frowned, wondering what RIO was.

Fine, let her drink. After all, I'm here; nothing can go wrong.

In the elegant second‑floor room, Su Mo sipped while admiring the spectacular stage performance.

At first, she maintained a normal demeanor, but gradually her eyes grew hazily drunk.

【Heavens, what a divine‑level boy band!】

【That waist power, those abs! And they even throw a coquettish glance— I'm done!】

【Who needs a Beast Husband? As long as I have money, I can swap grooms every day!】

Fei Yan sat opposite her, his hand gripping the bowl rim, his bone‑white ring pale, his temples throbbing.

He really looks for trouble, bringing her to the town.

The Beastmen on stage were inviting the biggest patron, touching his abs!

Su Mo's eyes lit up, and she swayed to her feet, moving to go over, thinking, "Those who see get a share; I want one too!"

When she rose, she didn't notice bumping the table corner, scattering the wine and dishes, wetting her dress and shoes.

Fei Yan promptly reached out to steady her wobbling body, frowned, "Wife Master, you've had too much; we should go back."

Su Mo's cheeks reddened as she shook her head in protest, "No, don't go home— I haven't finished yet~"

"Go home and watch."

Fei Yan, without a word, seized her by the waist.

Someone approached and asked, "Do you need us to provide a dress for this female to change into?"

Fei Yan glanced at Su Mo's soiled dress, nodded, pulled a pouch from his waist and handed it over, "Please do it promptly."

The attendant smiled, replied, and led him to a private room, "Please wait."

Outside, the attendant brought Warm Water, saying, "Your shoes and socks are wet; washing your feet will be more comfortable."

Fei Yan and the other person thanked each other, and that person thoughtfully closed the door for them and left.

He leaned Su Mo against the headboard and gently took off her shoes and socks.

Then, holding her slender ankle, he placed it in the basin.

The delicate touch of his palm made Fei Yan's heartbeat, which he could not control, speed up.

Her foot was white and tender, the tips of her toes showing a faint pink, looking adorably cute.

He took a deep breath, stopping himself from continuing to overthink.

The sudden warmth made Su Mo, still drowsy, open her eyes.

In her blurred sight, a man like an exiled immortal squatted before her.

Sensing her gaze, Fei Yan lifted his eyes toward her.

Through the hazy mist, his cool, water‑like eyes quietly gazed at her, his pupils revealing unmasked emotion.

Wife Master's eyes are beautiful, dazzling and radiant; looking at those eyes makes one unable to control a sudden joy.

Su Mo was drunk, and at this moment she didn't at all remember that the person before her was the villain she wanted to stay away from.

She squinted, reached out to cup his face, her delicate fingers brushing his eyebrows, eyes, and nose.

"Which family's little brother are you, that you look so irresistibly charming?"

Fei Yan's deep gaze met hers, and his voice was soft: "Yours."

"Me?" Su Mo, drunk, pointed at herself: "My…home's? How could I not know?!"

The next second, still drunk, she leaned over, squinting and asked, "Since it's my home, then a kiss wouldn't be too much, right…"

Fei Yan was startled and turned his head to look.

He saw Su Mo's small face slightly flushed, her clear, drunken eyes looking at him, the watery depths beneath pure.

Her moist lips were slightly parted, dizzily gazing at him.

The drunk her, looking into his eyes, had no defense at all, making it impossible to refuse.

Just one glance was enough to make his heart tangled like straw.

"Wife Master, do you know what you're saying?"

Su Mo squinted, smiled, and shook her head slightly: "Who… is Wife Master?"

Fei Yan grabbed her wrist, and the warmth of his palm made even himself feel frightened.

Su Mo, feeling uneasy, struggled a bit, and dizzily laughed: "I… was joking… if you don't let me kiss, then I won't kiss~"

Fei Yan strained and lifted the person from beside the bed.

He turned and placed her on a nearby dressing table, trapping her, lifted his hand to stroke her cheek, forcing her to look at him.

"Mo Mo… do you like me?"

"Do you have even a hint of feeling for me, even just a hint? Fei Yan would be willing…"

He lowered his head, their foreheads touching, and for an instant their breaths intertwined.

Fei Yan restrained his body's primal desire and whispered to her, "Would you not call off the engagement? I like you a great deal; you only need to give a small response… if you don't want to give even a little, that's fine. I only ask you, please don't think about calling off the engagement, okay?"