The evil female is delicate and weak, and the four beastly husbands take turns feeding her.

Chapter 130 Do you like me?

Back then, she had just arrived on the main planet from the oppression of humans and thought Bo Jing was human, so she didn't notice the captivating scene at all. But now that she knows Bo Jing is not human and is her rightful husband, the feeling she gets from seeing that scene is completely different.

She even wanted to swell up Bo Jing's Adam's apple again and then put it in her mouth.

Ye Xi'an suddenly realized what was happening and stared wide-eyed in horror.

Good heavens, Ye Xi'an suddenly realized that she might be a little bit of a weirdo!

Bo Jing was still slowly unbuttoning his shirt, and Ye Xi'an watched as he unbuttoned the last button and then took it off, revealing his firm muscles with a creamy sheen.

"Should I continue undressing?" Bo Jing asked Ye Xi'an, looking intently at her and waiting for her next instruction.

Ye Xi'an tried to shift her gaze from Bo Jing's chest to his face, which resembled that of a manga protagonist. She hesitated for a moment but did not give up: "Why don't you continue?"

Bo Jing's smile widened even more: "Okay."

His pants were elasticated, which were not very elegant to take off, so he quickly pulled them down and stripped himself completely naked.

"Now I'll teach you how to wear this chain."

Bo Jing took Ye Xi'an's hand, picked up the chain, and first wrapped it around his neck. The silver chain gleamed with a cold light on Bo Jing's neck, making his neck appear even more slender and alluring. Then the silver chain crossed in front of his chest and finally converged at his waist, wrapping around his waist several times in a fine and dense manner.

Ye Xi'an held the end of the silver chain, staring blankly at Bo Jing's current appearance, and unconsciously swallowed.

"What should I do next?"

Bo Jing chuckled: "Follow your heart, do whatever you want."

"Do whatever you want." Ye Xi'an repeated Bo Jing's words blankly, her gaze returning to his chest. She wanted to...
Ye Xi'an held the silver chain in one hand, and slowly raised the other hand. The pink fingertip poked into Bo Jing's pink grandfather's wife, and immediately sank in.

Ye Xi'an's mouth formed a circle in shock. She never expected that a boy's hand would feel like this. It was soft and would sink in when poked, with the surrounding flesh encircling her finger.

Bo Jing's forehead veins bulged from the intense itching, as if he were being stung by tiny electric currents. But in order to let Ye Xi'an have fun, he had to endure it and couldn't dodge.

"What does it feel like?"

Ye Xi'an looked up and met Bo Jing's gaze. The atmosphere around them became even more ambiguous against the pink backdrop.

"It's a little itchy," Bo Jing said truthfully. "You can continue."

Hearing Bo Jing say this, Ye Xi'an raised her hand with relief, then pressed it down again, repeatedly, each time with a different feel, like a curious child playing with their toy.

Ye Xi'an was having a great time, but Bo Jing was in a terrible state. He was sweating profusely and his teeth were grinding together. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and said, "An'an, there are many more fun things you can see."

"Huh? Oh." Ye Xi'an was startled by her own careless behavior, quickly withdrew her hand, grabbed the silver chain, and walked towards the table where the props were displayed.

Bo Jing followed Ye Xi'an's lead obediently, looking forward to the next prop Ye Xi'an would choose for him.

Ye Xi'an really didn't like those rows of whips; she didn't like whipping others, not even as a game.

"There's nothing I like," she said, somewhat disappointed. She had thought there would be something fun.

Bo Jing immediately volunteered, "Then do you like me?"

Bo Jing's bluntness caught Ye Xi'an off guard, and she almost choked on her own saliva. She didn't answer for a moment, but Bo Jing pressed on relentlessly.

The two were already close, and Bo Jing leaned even closer to Ye Xi'an. Ye Xi'an instinctively stepped back, but with the platform behind her, Bo Jing could only press against her. Their breaths mingled, and Ye Xi'an could clearly see the urgency in Bo Jing's eyes. He lowered his voice and asked, "Does An'an like me?"

Why aren't you saying anything? Don't you like me?

"An'an?"

Do you like me or not?

Anyway, I like you.

Do you like me? Even just a little bit.

Ye Xi'an was now surrounded by Bo Jing's incessant chatter, and her face was turning increasingly red under his barrage of sweet words. She nodded gently and whispered, "I like it."

She truly loved Bo Jing, a man with an almost anime-like appearance who would risk his life for her. How could she not like him?

Bo Jing froze, as if his breath had stopped for a moment. His dark eyes suddenly lit up, as if someone had sprinkled stars into them, shining brightly.

The corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably, first with a cautious curve, then widening further and further, until finally he laughed out loud like a child who had received candy.

"An'an."

He called her name, his voice brimming with undisguised joy. His slender fingers unconsciously clenched and unclenched, as if unsure how to contain this sudden surge of excitement. He hadn't expected Ye Xi'an to actually say she liked him.

This is a great honor for a male.

He suddenly stepped forward and pulled her into his arms, gently rubbing his chin against the top of her head, a muffled laugh escaping his chest.

The laughter trembled with disbelief, yet it was as warm as if one were holding the most precious treasure in the world.

Bo Jing released Ye Xi'an and tentatively pecked her on the corner of her mouth. Ye Xi'an did not resist, so he continued down her neck.
Bo Jing carried Ye Xi'an and placed her into the petal bed. Only then did Ye Xi'an realize that there was no mattress or blanket under her; it was simply made of countless petals piled up.

As soon as she fell asleep, the flower petals, like butterflies, enveloped her and Bo Jing.

Only glimpses of a person's snow-white skin can be seen occasionally through the soft pink petals. With each movement, the petals are shaken into the air, trembling and drifting back. But before they can even land, the next impact blows them even further away, making them sway precariously and scattered all over the ground.

At dawn, amidst a sea of ​​pink petals, the male orc lay on his side, propping his head up as he admired his lover nestled among the petals. Reflecting on the events of the previous day, he felt the dream was somewhat unrealistic, and only by gazing at her could he find peace of mind.

Ye Xi'an woke up groggily, and the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was Bo Jing's glossy lips, which she had kissed all over the night before, so much so that she was now a little afraid to look directly at Bo Jing's lips.

"Why did you wake up so early?"

"It's alright, it's not too early." Bo Jing actually didn't sleep at all last night. He had been watching Ye Xi'an ever since she fell asleep at midnight, until dawn.

Ye Xi'an hugged herself, a little embarrassed: "Then let's go find Ji Jiangci and the others now, they'll be worried if we don't go back soon."

"Okay. I'll help you get dressed."

Ye Xi'an wanted to say no, but considering the rights of the females on the main planet, she let Bo Jing have his way.

Today, Ye Xi'an wore a pale yellow strapless long dress, the length of which reached her ankles, making her look very gentle. Bo Jing also beautifully paired it with a pearl vest. Actually, he should have matched Ye Xi'an with a set of jewelry and hairstyle, and the shoes should have been chosen to match the style.

However, due to limited resources, they had too few clothes. He would definitely dress Ye Xi'an up nicely when he had more money in the future.