CHAPTER 129: CHAPTER 129: SHAME

In the misty night, Mious breathed heavily, his forehead covered with hot sweat.

He was extremely gentle, yet Wen Shu pushed against his chest, her mind in turmoil, too tense to relax.

"Wait a minute..."

She steadied her breathing, trying to sit up, when suddenly the tightly shut door made a faint noise.

Her groggy mind suddenly cleared, a shadowy gaze fell on the side of her face, and Wen Shu looked up, her body stiffening instantly.

Through the narrow crack of the door, the tall masculine figure was faintly visible in the darkness, those usually burning golden eyes were filled with a heartbreaking desolation.

Their eyes met, his pupils trembled, he averted his gaze with restraint, then turned and left.

And watching that lonely, desolate back through the door crack, Wen Shu’s heart felt as if it was being clenched by a giant hand, painfully unable to breathe.

"Wu Xuan!"

She tightened her clothes and got up to chase after him, but her wrist was gripped firmly, pulling her into an embrace filled with warmth, "Stay."

The rough male voice whispered softly by her ear.

Wen Shu hesitated for two seconds, but seeing that figure disappear, her heart tightened, she broke free from Mious’s arms, guilt flashing in her eyes, "Sorry, Mious..."

Night fell, and outside the window, it began to rain lightly.

Wu Xuan walked into the rain in a daze, his eyes slightly red, he told himself that females naturally have many Beast Husbands, and he shouldn’t be so jealous.

Yet recalling the scene he just saw, he still couldn’t control the dull pain in his heart, feeling so stifled he could hardly breathe.

He wiped his face, wanting to find somewhere to cool down, but stopped at the iron gate, fearing the female would not find him, so he turned toward the backyard.

To his surprise, just as he turned around, he saw that silhouette he longed for running toward him through the hazy rain.

Wu Xuan stood there stunned, thinking he was seeing things, but then heard a familiar voice calling out.

"Wu Xuan!"

A warm body, wrapped in cold moisture, crashed into his arms, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist, "You idiot, why are you running?"

His chest suddenly ached as she bit him hard, and Wu Xuan’s hazy mind instantly cleared. He lowered his eyes to look at Wen Shu in his arms.

Seeing her hair wet by the cold rain, sticking to her pale face, her red-rimmed eyes looking at him, his heart ached, and he held his breath.

"It’s my fault," he said, cradling her in his arms, his rain-soaked lashes hanging low, "but I can’t control myself..."

Wen Shu hesitated, through the fine rain threads, she met his dim golden eyes, her heart twisting tightly.

"It won’t happen again..." Wu Xuan lowered his head, guiltily averting his eyes. When he glanced at her slender white feet, he quickly sped up, "Why did you run outside without shoes?"

He nervously ran back to the castle, placing her on a soft chair, drying her feet with the inner layer of clothing, clutching them in his burning hands, pressing them tightly, "I won’t run around anymore, and you..."

Before he could finish, a low husky voice gently interrupted, "Wu Xuan, let’s become mates."

Hearing clearly what Wen Shu said, Wu Xuan was dumbfounded, his mind suddenly buzzing, plunging him into a dizzying blankness.

He dumbfoundedly stared at those feet, appearing even more delicate and frail against his light brown palms, his Adam’s apple bobbing twice, his restless heart nearly leaping from his chest.

Ashu, was she inviting him?

Seeing his body tense up and falling silent, Wen Shu thought he was still upset, she cupped his chiseled face, speaking earnestly, "Wu Xuan, I want you to always stay by my side..."

She slightly bowed her head, pressing against his burning forehead, softening her voice with care as she repeated, "Let’s become mates."

In her gaze, the male’s long curled lashes trembled, those wide golden eyes locked with hers, immediately filled with a hint of nervousness.

He pressed down on Wen Shu’s shoulders, staring straight into her eyes, his whole face turning red, and stammered excitedly, "A-Ashu, are you serious?"

Seeing how he was even more nervous than herself, Wen Shu instead grew a bit calmer.

She embraced his neck, gently leaning toward his reddened ear tips, kissing them softly, holding back the warmth that welled up in her eyes, whispering lightly, "Mm."

The soft touch made Wu Xuan feel an electrifying shiver all over, his excited pupils dilated, and he quickly scooped Wen Shu into his arms, heading upstairs.

But after just a few steps, he seemed to recall something, abruptly stopping.

Wen Shu nestled in his chest, listening to the intense heartbeat next to her ear. When she saw him suddenly stop, she looked up puzzled.

Wu Xuan’s handsome face was full of frustration, his gaze at her stubborn and earnest, "The first time mating, can’t be so hasty."

He pensively looked at the continuous rain outside, tightening his arms and calming his heartbeat with restraint.

"Ashu," he slightly lowered his eyes, lashes covered in mist quivering like crow feathers, sincerely asking, "Can you give all your time to me after the banquet?"

Meeting his golden eyes filled with fragmented light, Wen Shu held her breath, her heart swelling with an indescribable warmth.

Her eyes curved slightly, a wonderful smile unconsciously spreading at her lips, "Okay."

As the words fell, those expectant eyes above her brightened a bit with excitement.

Wu Xuan’s lips moved, wanting to say something, but he was so nervous he became a bit incoherent, "A-Ashu, I-I..."

Watching his full lips open and close without forming a complete sentence.

Wen Shu’s eyes filled with deeper laughter, she hooked his neck, planting a light kiss, murmuring, "Let’s head back inside, I still have something..."

Before she finished, the golden eyes in front of her widened a bit, and her lips were pressed down forcefully by warm softness.

An urgently restrained kiss took away her breath.

Wen Shu blinked, capturing a hint of nervousness in those eyes so close, her heart as if lightly strummed.

Her arms applied slight strength, she closed her eyes tightly, tilting her face for an inexperienced response.

It didn’t go smoothly, bumping into his teeth, but he paused for a moment.

She panted lightly, opening her eyes only to see those golden eyes flash with scorching joy, then engulfed by a consuming darkness.

Her weak legs found the ground again, yet before she could stand firm, strong hands pinched her waist, forcefully pressing her against the cold wall.

"Ashu..."

A husky murmur echoed softly above her head.

Her heart trembled, breaths still unsteady, then she was once again seized by kisses as fierce as storms.

The back of her neck was gripped tightly, her body pressed close as her mind was muddled by the heat.

Ringing in her ears, only the pounding, chaotic, and gradually merging heartbeats in the searing heat remained.

"Mmm..."

In the tangle, her lips were gently bitten.

She pushed against the hard chest before her, feeling a strange tingling all over.

Her body slackened into Wu Xuan’s arms, tears welling up at the corners of her eyes.

Feeling the weight in his arms, Wu Xuan held her tightly, breathless and panting.

He looked down at her tear-filled eyes, her face flushed red and languid, only feeling a rush of heat shooting down his abdomen.

His throat parched, his gaze intensely scrutinized her face but then bit his tongue fiercely, restrainingly holding her close again.

"Did it hurt when I bit you, is it uncomfortable?"

Lifted into the air, Wen Shu hadn’t yet shaken off the strange shudders.

In her confusion, hearing his concerned questions, recalling that uncontrollable strange feeling just moments ago, her cheeks suddenly flushed with heat.

"No."

Sensing the oddity in her body, she buried her face in his firm chest, subtly bringing her legs together.

Quite the opposite, but this is too embarrassing...