Chapter 181: You Are My Cure

Mo Lie quickened his pace, reached the bedside in a few steps, bent down, and with both hands caught Lin Manzhi as she nearly fell off the bed edge.

The Little Female's soft black hair fell behind her, her fair eye corners dyed a bright scarlet, her ears flushed red as if bleeding, her crimson lips slightly parting as she pressed her hot cheek against Mo Lie's cool, comfortable arm.

Mo Lie lowered his head; the Little Female's soft, sweet body pressed tightly against his chest, his throat rolled slightly, suppressing the aggression brewing in his heart.

Lin Manzhi let out a low gasp, opened her eyes and looked upward.

Mo Lie's hair had grown considerably since they first met, his slightly wavy black hair draped behind him like the darkness of night, his eyes deep blue like the sea.

At this moment, those gem‑like eyes stared steadily at her.

Mmm—

I'm in the heat of passion…

Lin Manzhi's vision was veiled with a layer of mist; the unfamiliar experience, which should have been frightening, turned into a primal impulse when she saw Mo Lie.

She curled herself into his slightly cool embrace, her hoarse voice wrapped in a burst of heat, and said intermittently, "Mo Lie… I feel… unwell…"

Mo Lie leaned forward, his thin lips almost touching Lin Manzhi's ear lobe, which was reddened to the point of bleeding; his voice low and slightly hoarse, a seductive aura sprayed into her ear: "Relax, leave it to me."

Lin Manzhi instantly let out a low inhaling sound, looked up at the beast before her, struggled to raise both hands to hook his neck and pull him down, then her red lips moved forward and kissed him.

The female's initiative made Mo Lie, who had been restraining himself, instantly lose control; his hands hugging her soft slender waist, gently rubbing as he slid down…

"Ah…" Lin Manzhi shivered all over, her body seemed drained of strength and collapsed, feeling a helplessness as if she had released a fierce beast, yet instinctively she bowed her head, yielding to his demands.

Everything lost control; the Pheromone threads, unable to be restrained, clung tightly to Mo Lie, pulling her into a vortex of desire like a abyss.

……

The star‑filled night shrouded the desert city, countless household lights twinkling like orange sparks blooming in the darkness.

Lin Manzhi opened her eyes again, expression languid, her body not fatigued but filled with an indescribable comfort, her thoughts gradually returning.

In her mind replayed only scorching, blush‑inducing scenes, and the thought that she had initiated all this…

Lin Manzhi raised her hand to cover her face, the bright red again creeping up to her earlobe.

Can't recall.

Can't recall at all.

Beastfolk's abilities are too perverse, how could the heroine in the original handle several Beast Husbands alone! … though the process was very pleasant.

She lowered her hand, saw a suggestive red mark on her body, causing her body to tremble subconsciously, instinctively recalling those tangled scenes.

Lin Manzhi dared not think further, took a slow deep breath, gradually sat up, intending to get up and leave this bed that provoked wild thoughts.

Thinking of the beast behind her, she moved extremely gently and slowly.

But as soon as she moved, a hand bound by a belt pulled her back to the original spot, throwing her back into a warm, gentle embrace, her forehead pressed against his supple chest, her nose filled with his scent, and she couldn't help letting out a soft gasp.

Mo Lie's heart tightened, he hurriedly lowered his head, lifted Lin Manzhi's chin, guiding her to look up slightly; in his arms, the Little Female's body trembled lightly, her crimson‑beautiful eye sockets holding a mist‑like tear.

His slightly lowered sapphire eyes darkened, his throat dry, his fingertip brushed the Little Female's gorgeous eye corner, his gentle voice low and slightly hoarse: "What's wrong, any discomfort?"

That look from him…

Lin Manzhi instantly widened her eyes in alert, her dark pupils clouded with watery light, staring at Mo Lie before her.

"Really, really! I can't continue." she refused first.

Seeing the Little Female's soft, wary expression, Mo Lie let out a low laugh.

He lowered his head slightly, leaning in, his expression joyful, voice gentle: "Zhi Zhi, you're so heartless, during the heat of passion you were very forward and enthusiastic with me, but after the Divine Love Phase you became this cold toward me."

Lin Manzhi: "……"

You even made yourself feel aggrieved!

She clenched her back teeth: "But I remember my heat of passion ended yesterday, I said enough! Yet you keep going."

Mo Lie's lip corner lifted slightly, revealing a gentle smile: "My fault, I made you uncomfortable, Zhi Zhi, from now on…"

"Alright, stop talking." Lin Manzhi turned her head to glance at the sky outside, asking: "How many days have passed since… ours?"

Mo Lie: "How many days?"

He raised an eyebrow: "Counting from the day I brought you back, you first fell into a four‑day coma, then the heat of passion lasted eleven days."

Lin Manzhi was stunned for a moment.

She hadn't expected that with her eyes opening and closing, fifteen days had already passed.

She abruptly sat up on the bed, hurriedly exclaiming: "Ah! The seeds in the Planting Base!!"

Mo Lie sat up, his palm gently placed behind the Little Female's back, sliding slowly over her smooth, soft back to soothe:

"I've been watching for you; those seeds have all been planted as you requested, the soil brought back by the Escort Bureau has already leveled the base, I had people reconstruct the Planting Base to its previous scale, and all twenty‑five Planting Greenhouses have been erected."

Lin Manzhi let out a sigh of relief, her damp black pupils blinking.

She worried about the condition of those thin‑membrane seeds, wishing Mo Lie would take her to the Planting Base right now to check.

The seeds I painstakingly cultivated have been fifteen days; please don't let my precious seedlings wither, but she tilted her head to glance at the night, realizing she couldn't summon the planters overnight.

Half a day isn't much either.

Lin Manzhi thought for a moment, then asked: "Who was that the other day?"

Mo Lie's calm expression hid a murderous intent: "The Thunder Eagle Clan's Cangqiong, Hua Zheng and Xiang Sa—Supernatural Male Beasts they couldn't handle."

His voice remained gentle, tinged with a faint, barely perceptible annoyance: "I promise, the last time was the final adventure for you; I won't let this happen again."

Lin Manzhi, drowsy, yawned, smiled and nodded: "Hmm!"

Her body wasn't ill, but her stamina was overly drained; after a brief wakefulness, fatigue struck instantly, and Mo Lie pulled her hand, laying her back onto the bed.

Lin Manzhi adjusted herself into a comfortable position within Mo Lie's embrace; in the familiar, reassuring hold, she lacked the energy to think much, closed her eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.

She felt this sleep was exceptionally good, as if her weary muscles had visited a highly skilled massage parlor.

When she woke the next day, Lin Manzhi felt fully revitalized; after breakfast with Mo Lie, she eagerly followed him to the second Planting Base.