113: Chapter 113 Did He Have an Affair?

An invisible Barrier unfolded around them.

The clamor of the Beastmen in the distance and the chirping of insects in the nearby garden vanished in an instant.

Tang Ruan felt as if she had been placed inside a thick, transparent bag.

And in this bag, there was only her and Yan Qing.

Yan Qing's lips landed on her temple.

An ambiguous breath sprayed against her earlobe.

His voice was hoarse, "Did you have fun today?"

Tang Ruan's body tensed up.

How could she recall every detail of her time with Hu Che while Yan Qing was trying to do that to her?

Therefore, she only gave a vague "Mn."

She felt that Yan Qing was not right today.

It seemed like he was harboring emotions.

One of his hands slid to her chin, gently pinching and stroking it.

The other hand tightly clamped around her waist.

Tang Ruan suddenly realized that he actually wanted to do it here...

"Yan Qing, can we go back to the room?"

Tang Ruan stepped back.

Yan Qing didn't move.

She stepped on the top of his foot.

Instead, he pressed even closer, trapping her between the railing and himself.

Tang Ruan bit her lower lip sharply.

She felt Yan Qing begin to exert force.

Although the Beastmen outside could not see the situation inside the Barrier, Tang Ruan was still enveloped by a huge sense of shame.

She guessed that he must be jealous.

Therefore, she somewhat deliberately indulged him.

Even though she didn't like this position, she tried her best to cooperate.

After a long time, Tang Ruan was completely exhausted in Yan Qing's arms.

Relying entirely on his hand supporting her waist.

Yan Qing used his other hand to lift Tang Ruan's chin.

"Mistress, look, tonight's moon is so beautiful. It's as beautiful as the moon on the day we bonded."

Tang Ruan was in no mood to admire the moon.

She felt that Yan Qing was a bit scary today.

Even though she could feel that he was trying his best to restrain himself from hurting her.

But the pressure he emitted kept her in a state of constant tension.

"Yan Qing, if you are unhappy, you can tell me."

Yan Qing's hand landed on Tang Ruan's hand, which was gripping the railing tightly.

"I am not unhappy, and Mistress does not need to worry about whether I am happy. Making the Mistress happy is the duty of every Beast Husband."

He grabbed her hand, affectionately placed it on his lips, and kissed it again and again.

Tang Ruan: ...

Tang Ruan: Alright, she knew he was truly unhappy.

But how should she coax him?

She really needed to learn some tips from other Female Beastmen...

Yan Qing played with her hand, rubbing it over and over in front of Tang Ruan, as if her hand were his little toy.

His thumb intentionally or unintentionally brushed over the ring on her index finger.

Tang Ruan suddenly had a flash of inspiration!

How about she give birth to a Cub for him!

If the first Cub was Yan Qing's, he should be able to feel that he was cared for!

Yan Qing was the Beast Husband who had been with her the longest; not only had he helped her reach the level of a Level 3 Beastman, but he had also mobilized the entire Beast Kingdom to help her find Lang Lie.

She felt that she should reward him.

Although there was no distinction between primary and secondary spouses in the Beast World.

But the Beast Husband who had the first Cub would still be very proud!

Tang Ruan suddenly pulled her hand back from Yan Qing's grasp.

Yan Qing's heart sank.

He saw her use her other hand to slowly twist the ring, about to pull it off.

The two of them had just mated.

If she took off the ring now, the chance of conception would be very high!

Tang Ruan actually wanted to—give birth to a Cub for him!

The moment he thought that there would be a crystallization belonging exclusively to him and her.

Yan Qing suddenly felt a kind of happiness he had never experienced before.

He was truly looking forward to the arrival of this Cub.

But—

"Don't move!"

Yan Qing's large hand completely wrapped around Tang Ruan's hand.

Stopping her movement.

"Before knowing your Beast Form, you cannot conceive a Cub with any Beastman." He said seriously.

He forcefully put the ring back on.

"Alright, I am not angry anymore. I understand your intentions." Yan Qing took a deep breath.

His tone sounded like he was coaxing himself.

Tang Ruan blinked; he was admitting he was angry now?

She turned around and looked into his emerald eyes in the night.

She raised her hand to promise.

"Yan Qing, although I may have many Beast Husbands in the future, I swear to the Beast God that you are definitely the most special one."

Only Yan Qing could give her this kind of absolute sense of security.

Only when she was in front of him did she feel like a pampered and spoiled child.

But Tang Ruan felt that what she said was a bit scummy.

Fortunately, Yan Qing was as easy to coax as ever.

"I know."

He pecked her lips once, then pecked again...

After repeating this three or four times, he seemed to feel it wasn't enough and changed it into a deep kiss.

One of his hands cupped her chin, while the other wrapped around her waist.

Shortening the distance between them to zero once again.

Tang Ruan gently pushed him away.

"I... I'm tired..."

Standing was really tiring; she didn't want to do it again.

"Alright, then I'll carry you back."

Yan Qing picked her up in a bridal carry.

He walked into the room and placed her on the bed.

Letting her rest on his arm, he hugged her from behind.

Tang Ruan was a bit tired today; before long, the sound of even breathing came.

Just when Tang Ruan thought she could drift off to a beautiful sleep today...

Yan Qing's magnetic voice sounded in her ear.

"Mistress, you won't be tired when you lie down..."

Tang Ruan: !!!

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Tang Ruan had completely underestimated the four words "a snake's nature is lecherous."

And she had also underestimated Yan Qing's potential as a "little vinegar jar."

Until she woke up the next day.

It felt like Yan Qing's voice was still echoing in her ears.

"Mistress, remember the feeling of being with me..."

"Mistress, my heart and the feelings I give you are both unique."

"Mistress, do you remember?"

...

Tang Ruan shook her head.

She turned over.

Yan Qing opposite her was still in his dreams.

Sunlight shone in from the window lattice behind him, as if plating his black hair with a layer of sacred light.

Tang Ruan reached out to trace his brows and eyes.

Imitating him, she slid down along his cheek and landed on his beautiful collarbone.

Yan Qing let out a soft "Mn" in his sleep.

Tang Ruan hooked the corners of her mouth triumphantly.

The dark robe with golden polarization covered most of his chest, the lines of his pectoral muscles faintly visible, making one's imagination run wild.

She was just about to slide her hand in along his half-open collar...

Suddenly, she realized.

This person—actually didn't take off his clothes all night!

Just how much did he like this piece of clothing!

Or was he too anxious!

But no matter which reason it was.

Tang Ruan felt—it was too unfair!

She reached out to pull at his lapels.

Suddenly, Yan Qing grabbed her hand.

He slowly opened his eyes, quietly lowering his gaze to look at her.

A few seconds later...

"Why didn't you—"

"Awake?"

Yan Qing sat up, got up, and straightened his clothes.

A set of actions as smooth as flowing water.

Like a scumbag who turned his face and denied everything!

Tang Ruan: ...

Clearly, she felt she was the scummy one yesterday, but he had already won a point back so quickly.

"Why didn't you take off your clothes?"

Before he could open the door and walk out, Tang Ruan asked anxiously.

Yan Qing paused his steps.

Without looking back.

"Forgot."

Then, he strode out of the room.

Something is wrong; he left so hurriedly, there must be a problem!

He is hiding something from her.

What is under his clothes?

Did he have an affair?