Chapter 53

Yue Ying cups her face, forces her to look at him, and will not let her evade the slightest moment.

He asks with a touch of concern, "Did I scare Wife Master today?"

He originally wanted to let things flow naturally, for he has always been confident that a Beastman like him, if he truly woos, how many females could evade him?

But he discovers that Su Mo is unlike other females.

She appears ordinary, and even strangers think she is often dazed, yet she always harbors her own thoughts.

What she deems is actually hard to change.

For instance, she has already decided in her heart that those few are villains, and she rejects sharing her life with them.

She says she likes handsome men and abs, but that's merely talk.

If one truly wants to win her heart, how could a face and a few muscles be enough?

She seems to reject none of the beautiful things, yet among those likes she has never felt any genuine affection.

Because he saw through her thoughts, he impulsively said those words to her tonight.

She is not of this world, and she has always been highly guarded toward it. As a Fox Clan member, Yue Ying understands her mindset perfectly.

It's fine; this time, he will be the one to give his sincere heart first.

Su Mo's startled, frantic gaze meets Yue Ying's, whose fiery, sincere eyes stare at her.

Su Mo subconsciously tries to dodge again.

Yet he forcefully pushes her aside again: "No dodging. If you dodge, I'll kiss you!"

Su Mo's breath catches, and she subconsciously presses her lips together.

"If Wife Master later wishes to like someone else, could she first try to like Yue Ying?"

His tone carries a hint of pleading: "Am I not good enough looking? Or are my abilities insufficient? As long as you say so, I'll do my utmost to improve. Why can't there be a me beside you?"

"Let Yue Ying be the amusing, relieving tool by your side; when you're idle and think of me, give me a glance. If you don't want to deal with me, I'll stay far away, never bothering Wife Master at all—okay?"

Su Mo's mind is blank now, her heart pounding so fast it seems ready to burst from her chest.

Even at this age, it's still her first time being confessed to so formally…

Having been single since birth, she has only the experience of reading melodramatic novels and nothing else…

As a result, her mind is now in a crashed state.

Honestly, this stinky fox actually has top‑tier qualities; if in a past life Su Mo didn't even dare to dream, she could never have found someone like this…

【But he's a villain… I…】

The fox narrows his eyes, then gets distracted! Always being labeled a villain, slapping a villain's hat on him—do they intend to discard him?

She won't have it!

He lowers his head again and kisses her once more.

Su Mo, surprised, widens her eyes: "You!"

He extends a finger to block the words she's about to utter, squints and smiles, "Just one kiss, you don't have to take responsibility~"

Then, in Su Mo's stunned gaze, he raises two fingers: "I, this fox, swear, in this life I will strictly obey Wife Master's commands! Whoever breaks this oath, may heaven strike with thunder!"

Su Mo: "…"

Yue Ying looks at her stunned gaze, squints and smiles, "Now, does Wife Master want to sleep with me? Sleep first, then cultivating feelings is the same~"

"!!!"

【He really wants to take me as~…】

Yue Ying grits his teeth, having spent half a day voicing his feelings, yet she didn't take in a single word? Like playing a lute to a cow?!

Truly infuriating him!

This time he must not be lenient with her!

He reaches out, pulls her face, and kisses her fiercely again.

The action is not as gentle as before; this time it's ferocious, as if to swallow her whole.

Su Mo, with nowhere to hide, swings her fist and lands it on his shoulder.

But that little force feels like a tickle to Yue Ying, only making him unusually excited.

A second before she completely runs out of oxygen, his lips drift elsewhere.

The lingering reason tells him he should stop.

After all, she hasn't formally accepted him yet; continuing might provoke her dislike.

Yet his body's instinct clamors, yearning for more, especially after unabashedly declaring his feelings to her; that thread of reason is as fragile as a spider's web.

A light touch, and it completely vanishes.

This is a Beastman's instinct… and also his deep‑seated yearning.

"Wife Master…" Yue Ying, panting, leans to his ear and says intermittently, "Give me medicine… the inner side of the outer robe…"

Su Mo struggles to fetch his outer robe, but the hands at her waist tighten uncontrollably.

Instinctively, Yue Ying doesn't want her to leave him by even a fraction.

He asks, almost humbly, "Really… is it not possible?"

Su Mo is stunned, not yet reacting.

Outside, a "bang" sound.

The door is kicked open from outside.

A rapid footfall follows, accompanied by Fei Yan's anxious, worried voice: "Wife Master, are you there?"

Yue Ying's reason returns for a moment, and he quickly grabs a nearby beast‑skin blanket, wrapping himself and the person beneath him tightly.

The next second, a candle ignites in the room.

Fei Yan's eyes immediately see a romantic scene on the bed.

In an instant, it seemed as if breathing had stopped.

A sudden, inexplicable sting prickled her heart, and the hand hanging at her side clenched uncontrollably.

Cang Lan, who was behind him, also froze, and a flash of jealousy inevitably flickered in his jet‑black eyes.

Su Mo's little face flushed with shame, wishing she could find a hole and crawl into it.

She felt an inexplicable shame, as if she had been caught in the act of doing something bad…

She instinctively tucked her head against Yue Ying's chest, which made the person beside her let out an involuntary hum.

Fei Yan's hand hanging at his side tightened a few more degrees.

He forced a calm tone and said, "Sorry, I called out several times outside just now, but no one responded. I thought Wife Master was in trouble, so… we've already captured someone who was dealing with the Northern Wing Black Market. The Dragon Clan sent me over and asked me to bring Wife Master along to interrogate them together."

Su Mo's small head buried in Yue Ying's embrace, stammering, "I… I'll go right away!"

"Mm."

Fei Yan gave a faint reply, turned and left, then forced himself to suppress the surging jealousy inside, and closed the door for them.

Outside, Cang Lan asked Fei Yan with a hint of disappointment, "High Priest, are Yue Ying and Wife Master about to get married?"

He also wanted to marry Wife Master as soon as possible, so he could stay by her side with a legitimate claim.

Fei Yan slightly furrowed his brows, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

He couldn't understand—just one night, and Yue Ying had progressed so quickly with Wife Master?

Thinking of that scene just now, his prideful composure vanished in an instant.

He could no longer sit and wait for death; he also had to make sure Wife Master saw him soon!

Inside the room, Yue Ying, after the earlier interruption, regained a hint of reason,

After the others left the room, he quickly retrieved his outer robe, pulled out the Inhibitor inside, and swallowed it.

Su Mo abruptly sat up from the bed, her small face reddening as she began to tidy her clothes.

But her mind was still chaotic, and her movements inevitably made mistakes, getting messier the more she tried.

Yue Ying let out a light laugh, leaned over and said softly, "Let me help you."

"N-no, not needed!"

Su Mo instinctively stepped back.

But the person in front of her reached out and grasped her waist; Yue Ying gently pulled her forward.

Then he chuckled, "What are you afraid of? I don't eat people~"

After helping her fix her clothes, he deliberately leaned in again and said, "If I'm to eat, you'll be the one eating me~ I'll wait for you to eat me~"

Su Mo's mind exploded with a sudden bang.

Yue Ying rose gracefully, swaying his fan as he walked out.

Outside, he saw Fei Yan and Cang Lan standing there; Cang Lan only cast a jealous glance at him, showing no other emotions.

Fei Yan's expression had now returned to calm, his gaze at Yue Ying steady and placid.

Yet the slight wrinkle in his robe at his side still betrayed his feelings.

Yue Ying squinted slightly, smiling without changing his expression.

Their High Priest has always been a master at concealing emotions deeply.

Compared with the Snake Young Master, the two are almost evenly matched.

Obviously dying of jealousy, yet forced to feign composure—truly hard on him.

A moment later, Su Mo emerged from the room.

Because of what just happened, she was so embarrassed she dared not look at those few.

Yue Ying looked at her little demeanor, and the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened.

He took a step forward, intending to grasp her hand.

But Fei Yan beside him beat him to it.

Fei Yan lunged forward in a single stride, seized Su Mo's wrist, and said in a serious tone, "Wife Master, we must hurry; Major General Long Yan has been waiting over there for a while now."

"Oh!"

Su Mo replied, stumbling as she followed him forward.

Yue Ying trailed behind, staring at Fei Yan's grip on her hand; his warm eyes seemed to want to forge a sharp blade and shoot at the hand holding Su Mo's wrist!

But after a change of thought, he let it go.

Anyway, they had already kissed tonight and expressed their feelings; the casual fling was just a handshake with Wife Master, nothing much.

Fei Yan led Su Mo by the hand all the way to the scene.

Long Yan and the Military Advisor were also there.

When she saw the person being escorted by a Dragon Guard in the shadows, a flash of surprise crossed Su Mo's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.