Chapter 441: Chapter 380: Do You Still Want to Touch the Tail Tonight?

Sang Luo blinked, not quite deciphering the emotion that had just flashed through his eyes before Yan’s hot, soft kiss landed on her again.

This time, he was far more gentle and patient, tracing a path from the corner of her lips to gently bite her earlobe.

His tongue traced it lightly.

Sang Luo bit her lip, a soft, delicate moan escaping her.

A tingling sensation, sharp and deep, shot through her, making her body curl and tremble. Her legs instinctively hooked around his lean, firm waist, and she clung to him like an octopus, their skin pressed intimately together.

Her voice made Yan’s breathing grow ragged.

He pressed a knee onto the bed and leaned down, allowing her to lie back comfortably. Her long, dark hair spread out in a messy cloud, an utterly bewitching sight.

The rich scent of a female in heat was a powerful trigger for a male’s primal desires.

His voice grew huskier, losing its usual cool gentleness. “Do you remember our first time…?”

Sang Luo nodded, her face flushing an even deeper crimson.

’The more ascetic a man is, the more captivating he is when he finally loses control!’

She leaned in and licked his prominent Adam’s apple, then took the initiative to undo the strap on her shoulder, revealing the sexy, snow-white curve of her breast.

Yan’s gaze darkened instantly!

Sang Luo gave him a coquettish yet shy look. Her slender fingers traced a path from his face, down his collarbone, to his chest. Slowly, she untied his neat inner robe, exposing a porcelain-white collarbone and a firm, full chest. A bright red plum blossom in the snow, dazzling and tantalizing…

’How could a man new to passion be a match for a veteran like her!’

Sang Luo teased him, bit by bit, leading him step by step into a mire of desire until his rationality was completely routed!

Leaving him unable to stop!

Yan’s handsome face was flushed and burning, his eyes glazed over. His arm slid behind her back, caressing her as he undid the final barrier. At the same time, his elegantly thin lips traveled slowly down her snow-white neck…

Her trembling, pink-flushed body was without a doubt the most potent aphrodisiac in the world!

This Yan was a completely different person from the man he was during the day!

His hands gripped her waist.

An autumn wind, carrying a fine rain, swept through the magnolia tree in the courtyard. Clusters of pure, translucent magnolia blossoms swayed and trembled, and now and then, a snow-white petal or two would flutter to the ground.

As gust after gust of wind and rain battered the tree, more and more petals fell, until they nearly blanketed the entire courtyard.

The howling storm grew ever more fierce and cold, raging from morning till night, tireless and unceasing.

Not until a few cold stars and a lonely moon hung among the branches did a final, furious gale tear through the courtyard with the roar of a beast unleashed. Then, all fell still.

The poor magnolia tree in the courtyard had been ravaged by the storm, its form battered and broken. Snow-white, torn petals littered the ground, stained with mud and dew, yet they looked all the more exquisitely beautiful for it…

Indoors.

The sensual warmth had not yet faded, and the air was thick and hazy.

Sang Luo lay sore and limp in Yan’s arms, her messy hair damp with sweat, her lovely face still bearing the flush of passion’s afterglow.

She was utterly exhausted and fell asleep before long.

Yan’s eyes held the deep satisfaction of sated desire.

He gazed at the woman in his arms, his long fingers slowly straightening her hair, his fingertips lightly tracing her cheek…

…

When Sang Luo next awoke, it was in the small hours of the following day.

Her stomach was rumbling noisily.

She rolled over and hugged the man beside her. After their “deep emotional exchange,” her voice held a new, coquettish softness. “Yan, I’m hungry…”

“It seems Little Luoruo has been living quite comfortably over here with Master, hmm~?”

The man’s teasing, pleasant voice jolted Sang Luo awake. Her mind cleared instantly as she stared, wide-eyed and shocked, at the fiendishly handsome face right in front of her. ’How did the man next to me change overnight?’

Fei Yuan was lying on his side beside her, his chin propped on one hand. There was no telling how long he had been staring at her. Seeing that she was awake, he reached out with his other hand, hooked a long finger around a strand of her messy hair, and twirled it. A faint smile played on his lips. “What’s this? Luo’er seems a little disappointed that I’m the first person she sees this morning.”

’The jealousy in his voice was practically dripping!’

“No, no! Not at all! I’m thrilled, really. I just wasn’t expecting you!” Sang Luo said, placatingly taking one of his fingers in her hand.

Fei Yuan huffed, his voice full of resentment. “You reek of him.”

’I can just imagine what those two were up to last night!’

’It’s just—Absurd! Depraved!’

’That old fox usually seems so dignified and self-possessed. Who knew that behind the scenes, he’s just as much of an animal as I am—or even worse!’

’Fei Yuan’s resentment was so potent it could have been used for necromancy. But he was the one who had personally sent his female to another Male Beast’s bed. Who could he be angry with? Her? This fickle, passionate little female was thoughtless; she collected whomever she liked. He could only be angry with himself…’

“There, there. Let me have a kiss.”

Fei Yuan forcefully tilted her chin up and captured her lips in a deep kiss!

Entangling, demanding…

Several long minutes passed before he reluctantly released her, a hint of satisfaction now in his narrow, captivating Phoenix eyes.

Sang Luo wiped at her swollen, glistening lips and complained, “Doesn’t this count as you and Yan indirectly kissing?”

The newfound joy on Fei Yuan’s face vanished, and his expression darkened. “Don’t provoke me.”

He shamelessly leaned in again.

“Let me have a few more kisses!”

’I need to get his scent off you!’

’Mark you with my own!’

As they fooled around, Fei Yuan flipped over and pinned her beneath him. Seeing her disheveled and looking utterly sensual, his breathing deepened. A dark glint appeared in his smiling Phoenix eyes.

His fingers gently caressed Sang Luo’s rosy lips. He leaned down and whispered huskily in her ear, “It looks like Little Luoruo has her strength back. Since that guy isn’t here right now… how about we have another round?”

“Didn’t you say you were hungry? I can satisfy you.”

“It’ll be quick, I promise…”

Sang Luo shivered, feeling his arousal. ’I’m speechless,’ she thought. ’It’s not even his mating season, but this guy can go into heat anytime, anywhere!’

Before she could even voice her refusal, the door opened.

The lust in Fei Yuan’s eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a look of frustrated helplessness. He rolled off her and turned to see Yan walking in with breakfast. A perfectly polite smile touched his lips. “Long time no see, Maaas-terrr~”

Sang Luo shot him a speechless glare. ’That damn bird,’ she thought. ’He calls Yan “Old Phoenix” behind his back, but he still knows to act meek in person, putting on a great show of being a dutiful student who respects his master.’

’Fei Yuan has to maintain a steady, mature image in front of his juniors and outsiders. This attitude he has around Yan is probably closer to how he was in his youth.’

Yan said, “The quarters I arranged for you were not here, I believe.”

Fei Yuan shot back, “I came to see how the mother of my child is sleeping in Master’s bed!”

He gritted his teeth.

Sang Luo cringed, wanting nothing more than to clamp a hand over his mouth.

Yan didn’t deign to bicker with him. He placed the breakfast on the bedside table and smiled gently at Sang Luo. “Eat something. You must be ravenous.”

Sang Luo was indeed so hungry her stomach felt stuck to her spine.

Fei Yuan beat him to it, picking up the congee. He scooped up a spoonful, blew on it to cool it, and said with a thoughtful smile, “Here, Luo’er, be a good girl and open wide. Let me feed you~”

“Ahem, no thank you. I can eat by myself,” Sang Luo said, taking the bowl from him.

She snuck a glance at Yan out of the corner of her eye, but he seemed unperturbed. When he noticed her looking, he simply offered her another gentle smile.

“Do you want to touch my tails again tonight?”

Fei Yuan’s head snapped between them. “What?”

Sang Luo nearly choked on a mouthful of congee. She coughed a few times, her face turning beet red.

At least it hid her blush.

Last night…

When a Beastman was aroused, they would shift into their half-beast form.

Soft fox ears, nine fluffy, flawless, snow-white fox tails… They had wrapped around her limbs and waist, tangling up her heart as well. It was enough to drive a person mad!

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