CHAPTER 131: CHAPTER 131: NIGHT

In the cramped space, the air became scorching and stifling.

Wen Shu felt a wave of anxiety, wanting to explain, but Wu Xuan’s low voice slowly sounded behind her, "Ashu..."

In a moment of stun, a firm and burning embrace enveloped her.

Wen Shu’s heart tightened, and she looked up at Wu Xuan, only to see his despondent eyes cast down, his handsome face clouded with gloom, and his golden eyes looking at her were filled with a layer of dim sorrow.

"Ashu," his lips parted lightly, his voice carrying a trace of hoarseness, "No matter where you go, I will follow you."

Seeing him like this, Wen Shu frowned slightly in distress, raising her hand to caress his tense face, "I know..."

But before she finished speaking, Wu Xuan held her hand, gently stroking it, his lowered eyes filled with dark emotions, "But I’m afraid..."

If tomorrow, Ashu disappeared, how would he find her without a mate contract?

If she waited alone in the dense forest and encountered danger, what then?

Thinking of this, a hint of panic flashed in Wu Xuan’s eyes.

He looked down at the female in his arms, seeing her fair face nestled against his chest.

Those clear eyes were misty, her tortured lips still swollen, and as she spoke, a hint of red appeared faintly...

The scorching impulse he had been suppressing was easily reignited.

"I’ve changed my mind..."

He restrained his heavy breathing, slowly leaning down, "Ashu, let’s become mates now."

The hot breath brushed past her ear, and hearing what he said, Wen Shu’s eyes widened slightly as she glanced over at Mious and Nan.

Before she could move, a scorching softness blocked her lips.

Her breath was completely taken away, those burning golden eyes were so close.

She was a little breathless, her chest pressed against his solid chest, but Wu Xuan clasped the back of her neck, deepening the kiss.

The lingering kiss came to an end.

She panted heavily, feeling as if her mind was dizzy.

"Ashu, is it okay?"

The male’s hoarse voice teased her ear.

Wen Shu felt dizzy from the heat, her thoughts sluggish when her earlobe was taken in by a warm mouth.

That familiar numbness spread through her whole body.

A restless heat rose in her heart, and her consciousness became increasingly blurred.

She tried to push Wu Xuan’s face away, but her wrist was tightly held.

A burning softness kissed the palm of her hand with restraint.

"Ashu, isn’t it okay?"

Wen Shu lifted her eyelids, caressing his handsome outline.

"Don’t ask."

She slightly tilted her face, lightly kissing his cheek.

Wu Xuan paused for a moment.

Wen Shu opened her eyes to see his face flushed red, staring at her intently, feeling puzzled.

But soon, a scorching kiss gave her the answer.

The back of her neck was held until she was nearly suffocating, and only then did the kiss reluctantly stop.

Rough fingertips brushed over her tingling lips.

Before her muddled consciousness could respond, her back was gently embraced.

"Ashu, you always want to push us away."

Nan pursed his lips tightly, his gaze falling on Wen Shu’s light eyelashes, a painful bitterness rising in his heart.

She might never know what her presence meant to him...

Nan’s high bridge of the nose buried into her neck, arms slowly tightening, trying to merge her into his embrace.

With a heavy voice, he said, "If it weren’t for you, what meaning would all this have."

Each word of affection, accompanied by heavy and fiery breaths, poured into her ears.

Wen Shu’s heart tightened, raising her hand intending to caress his face.

But before she could move, she suddenly felt...

Her body trembled slightly, only having time to see those restrained, cherished flickering golden eyes, her face being cupped.

A cool softness ground against her lips.

Mious’s cold, reserved face, tinged with blush, blocked the harsh light above.

His deep green eyes were filled with a dense darkness, yet still concealed a trace of panic.

Mious furrowed his brows, touching her flushed eye corners, recalling that terrifying Illusion Realm, a sourness welling in his nose, "Ashu, I can’t lose you."

If she really disappeared.

Mious recalled that terrifying Illusion Realm, a desperate thought emerging in his mind.

Perhaps he would become a pathetic madman.

...

Outside the window, the drizzling rain continued to fall.

The curtains fluttered with the breeze.

...

It was unclear how much time had passed before Nan gently kissed her at the corner of her eye.

Meanwhile, Mious leaned closer at this moment.

"Mious, can’t you transform?" Wu Xuan frowned slightly, somewhat worried about the female.

Mious tightened the line of his lips, giving him a cold glance.

This Black Panther...

Always seizing the initiative, the female only wanted to leave with him.

He lowered his eyes with loneliness; if he had met Wen Shu differently from the start, might he have been as important to her as Wu Xuan was?

Mious said in a low voice, "I have it under control."

Wen Shu, with limited energy, didn’t notice the undercurrents between the males.

Suddenly kissed on the cheek, she half-opened her tired eyes.

Seeing Mious’s familiar cold face, an image flashed through her mind, but she had no time to feel palpitations.

Until...

Wen Shu realized, covering her face in embarrassment and annoyance, wondering why the males of this world are all...

...

The night was exceptionally long.

Until the faint light of dawn spread, filling the interior with quietude.

Wen Shu nestled in the bedding, tired and sleepy.

But before she could close her eyes, she was greedily drawn into Mious’s arms again.

"Ashu..."

The hand on her waist was scorching hot.

She flinched from the heat, turning to Mious.

She saw the deep and dark murkiness in his eyes, instead of satisfaction, it had intensified.

Wen Shu’s tired fingers were too lazy to move.

But remembering how excessive he was, her anger rose, turning to bite his shoulder.

How many times had she heard this sentence?

She glimpsed Wu Xuan exiting the bathroom, reaching out to him.

"Wu Xuan..."

Wu Xuan, having just filled the hot water, saw her looking at him with reliance and felt his heart melt into a pool.

He worriedly approached, taking her into his arms, feeling pained, "Mious, Ashu is mating for the first time."

Being scooped up at the waist, Wen Shu nestled in the male’s chill-tinged chest, quietly heaving a sigh of relief.

Nan and Mious were truly too excessive...

They promised to just become mates, but now, it’s already daylight!

Especially Mious, he...

Truly living up to being the Snake Beast...

If not for her good constitution, she might have fainted long ago.

"Sigh—"

Sitting in the bathtub, hot water lapped her neck, Wen Shu comfortably squinted her eyes.

She felt as if all her aches were alleviated.

Leaning on Wu Xuan’s broad shoulder, she turned to kiss his cheek, "Wu Xuan, you’re the best."

But no sooner had she praised, her hand was again dragged, pressed beneath the water.

Her pupils trembled as she turned her gaze to Wu Xuan.

His handsome face was full of grievance, his eyes deeply looked at her, hoarsely saying, "Ashu, I’m uncomfortable..."

...

The bathroom was splashed with water.

Wen Shu, sore in hands and legs, angrily kicked Wu Xuan out.

She looked down, her expression instantly darkening.

Even with only a 1% pregnancy value, yet they...

She reset the hot water, feeling a deep worry for the future.

Lingering in the bathroom for half the day, Wen Shu wrapped herself tightly before entering the bedroom.

Good news, the males seemed to be absent.

Looking at the messy bed, her cheeks flushed.

With a few steps to the balcony, she pushed open the tightly closed door.

The cool breeze brushed her cheek, and she took a deep breath, her fevered brain clearing considerably.

Turning to leave, she caught sight of a few red items placed in the corner.