Chapter 52: Yue Ying Takes a Liking to the Wife Master

Yue Ying flipped over, completely trapping her beneath him.

His warm palm rested on her slightly flushed cheek, fingertips lightly brushing her trembling lashes, then tracing her brow bone to her ear, where he pinched her jade-like earlobe and rubbed it a moment before slowly slipping into her scattered black hair.

His gaze suddenly darkened; the gentle, watery look from moments ago was now like a prairie fire, scorching as if it wanted to devour her.

He leaned in close to her ear, his voice low and hoarse: "Life is short, seize pleasure, Wife Master—really don't want to give it a try?"

Su Mo's breath hitched slightly, her heart trembled, and a flicker of confusion crossed her eyes.

【What the hell……Although I've read plenty of po novels, my practical experience is zero! In the books……they never described it in detail, beastmen's estrus is this alluring……the term fox, fox spirit really isn't lying!】

In an instant, a flash of intense delight flickered in the depths of Yue Ying's dark eyes.

Almost instantly he was certain: Wife Master had no experience of love or desire.

No matter who inhabits this body or where they come from, her experience with sexual matters is a complete blank.

She likes abs, but has never enjoyed them.

This realization drove Yue Ying mad; he seized her struggling hand and pressed it firmly against his chest.

"What are you afraid of, Wife Master? You don't have to take responsibility—what's there to panic about?"

Su Mo widened her eyes, opened her mouth: "……"

Before she could say anything, he leaned to her neck and lightly sniffed, his voice low and hoarse: "Wife Master, you smell so good~"

"Um……"

She tried to pull back his reason, and Yue Ying freed a hand to caress her lips gently.

Su Mo's unfinished words were blocked off.

Then he lifted his gaze to her, smiling faintly: "At a time like this, don't say things I don't want to hear, or I can't guarantee I'll retain even a shred of reason..."

Su Mo looked at him with startled, doe-like eyes, signaling him to stay calm.

She knew that if a Beastman in estrus didn't promptly control their emotions, they could easily turn feral and go mad.

She dared not overly provoke this fox that looked extremely dangerous.

She could only call out Xiao Jiu in her mind, hoping to activate the System Laboratory to retrieve a bottle of the new inhibitor she had developed days ago to soothe the fox.

But she called repeatedly, with no response.

Su Mo was speechless; this damn system always drops the ball at critical moments!

Yue Ying initially just wanted to tease her, but who knew—when he held her, that faint scent on her body was incredibly tempting.

Watching her expression shift again and again—from surprise to flushed embarrassment, then to a dazed, lost look.

His body suddenly surged with a fierce, unfamiliar, unprecedented ultimate craving.

He wanted to possess her.

An ultimate possession of body and heart.

The estrus period came early.

This was beyond Yue Ying's expectations; after all, he had merely been deceiving her before, but now a simple touch, a brief mingling of breath, actually triggered his estrus early.

Perhaps his longing for her runs deeper than he himself anticipates.

Su Mo could feel his temperature rising, as if it were scorching her through his clothes.

She felt she was in great danger now.

Yue Ying's gaze locked onto her, as if he were staring at some prey……

She forced herself to speak steadily: "Yue, Yue Ying… first let me go, I'll think of a way to help you……"

Before she could finish, Su Mo only felt an itch at her neck.

His warm lips descended.

His suppressed breathing sounded in her ear.

She would never know that, at this moment, any of her movements—even her breath—were silent temptations to him.

Su Mo struggled slightly, and he held her tighter, the danger in his eyes deepening a notch.

"Wife Master~ you really don't like Yue Ying…… wouldn't it be fine if you didn't have to take responsibility?"

Su Mo forced a steady blink: "You… you calm down……"

【Heavens, who will come save this lady! This lady doesn't want to become a tool to ease his estrus urges……】

Yue Ying's emotions, on the verge of collapse, instantly gathered a hint of restraint.

He turned her face toward him, forcing her to look at him.

In his eyes lay an indelible desire, as well as scorching sincerity: "Wife Master, have you never imagined spending a lifetime with a Beastman like me?"

Su Mo furrowed her brow, unable to answer for a moment.

She truly had never thought about the future; since transmigrating into this book, her thoughts have mostly been about how to escape those few villainous fiancés.

Or put another way, the future she envisioned had none of those villains in it.

A flash of hurt crossed Yue Ying's eyes: "Everyone says foxes are fickle, but Wife Master, do you know that Beastmen like me, once we choose a Wife Master, remain steadfast for life."

"……"

Beastmen are generally extremely loyal, and Su Mo knows this.

But wasn't he also constantly trying to call off the engagement before?

As if seeing through her doubt, Yue Ying continued: "The past is the past; people's thoughts always change—aren't you different from who you used to be?"

A flash of surprise flickered in Su Mo's clear pupils.

He—he couldn't possibly know something, could he?!

Yue Ying concealed the surging undercurrents in his eyes, took her hand and placed it on his chest, and whispered: "I am fond of you."

As if afraid she wouldn't understand, he spoke again, word by word: "Yue Ying is fond of the Wife Master."

In Su Mo's bright pupils flashed shock, bewilderment, and a hint of being at a loss.

He—he wouldn't be using me as a venting tool, not even telling such a lie…

Yue Ying's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head, catching her off guard and kissed him.

Sometimes… I really want to knock open Wife Master's little brain and see what it's made of inside!

This elm‑wood head truly makes one both angry and amused!

I don't want to hear her speak, let alone hear any of her inner voice; otherwise I'm truly afraid I'd be so angered by her that I'd burst into blood on the spot and die!

He now just wants to harshly punish her!

But reason constantly teeters on the brink of losing control, only to be forcibly pulled back by him, and in the end he can't bear to hurt her even a fraction.

His kiss is gentle and lingering, yet it allows her not the slightest resistance.

After a while, he struggles hard to suppress his near‑collapse emotions, his eyes swirling with hidden currents as they look at her.

Patiently explaining word by word: "My Estrus Period arrived early, not because I want to sleep with you, but because I want you to sleep with me."

……

Su Mo's mind is oxygen‑starved at this moment, her thoughts lag behind.

A moment later she realizes: "Isn't the meaning of this sentence the same? Cunning fox…"

"Different!" Yue Ying gritted his teeth, cutting off her thought, breathing heavily as he patiently explained: "If I don't like you, I wouldn't even deign to be touched by you. But if I do like you, I will yearn for you."

"Afraid you won't like me, so I carefully hide my instinctual desires; afraid you won't like me, so I try to restrain all my passion, compressing every impulse."

"But now I've realized that the more I suppress, the less you see my feelings. I don't want to be constantly ignored by you; I need your affection, and I desperately hope you need me, even if your feelings for me are driven only by bodily instinctual desire…"