Interstellar Beast World: The Ferocious Beast Husband Has a Wild Mind

Chapter 191 You took the initiative first
For her, the Marquis of Ruian's mansion was not an aid or a source of confidence, but rather a burden and a constraint.

She lived a good life in her past life, and she can live a good life in this great era, even better than in her past life.

Sang Qing was in a good mood.

With his mental strength reaching S-rank, the orcs in the containment facility were safe, and he had escaped his uncomfortable family background. Everything was just right.

The cabinet displayed wines given to him by Lieutenant General Kuss. Sang Qing took one of the white wines and poured himself half a glass.

Raise a glass to the colorful sea of ​​roses outside the courtyard, and toast to a better version of yourself.

Sang Qing swirled the remaining pale golden liquid, savoring its sweet aftertaste; it was quite delicious.

The white wine had a sweet flavor, which suited her taste perfectly.

Perhaps the reason why Lieutenant General Cus chose expensive wines is also because of this.

Sang Qing picked up his wine glass and savored it carefully.

She picked up a pastry made by Shiying, took a small bite, and squinted her eyes happily.

A perfect time, beautiful scenery, fine wine...

Before he knew it, Sang Qing had forgotten that this body had a low alcohol tolerance.

She stared at the wine glass in front of her, which was showing a double image, for ten minutes before getting up to go back to her room.

But then she fell into a warm and strong embrace.

Sang Qing felt dizzy, but since someone was holding her, she simply found a comfortable spot and buried her head in it.

"Sang Qing?"

Shi Ying called out.

The female raised her head blankly, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"Cat?"

Shi Ying glanced at the half-empty bottle of wine on the table, then looked at the female in his arms whose eyes had turned crimson, and his gaze deepened.

The female's voice was tinged with intoxication, becoming incredibly soft.

Those usually bright and cunning eyes were now filled with confusion and bewilderment.

It makes you want to... bully them.

Are you drunk?
Shi Ying carried Sang Qing to the sofa and sat her down, then mischievously reached out and pinched Sang Qing's cheek.

With just a little pressure, it turned completely red.

So tender.

Because of her unclear consciousness, her movements were a beat slower, but Sang Qing still tried to raise her face and look at the culprit accusingly.

The water was glistening, with wisps of mist rising from it, making it incredibly endearing.

Upon seeing this, Shi Ying's breath hitched, and she reached out to cover Sang Qing's eyes.

Her voice was hoarse, "Don't look at me like that, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back..."

He couldn't resist pulling the person into his arms and teasing them mercilessly.

The little bodhisattva, drunk, looked dazed, yet was exceptionally alluring.

The lips, moistened by the wine, appeared even more rosy and supple, making them look incredibly kissable.

His fluffy, soft long hair was half-tied up, revealing one side of his smooth, fair neck, perfect for leaving his exclusive mark, so that everyone would know that the little bodhisattva was his, his alone.

A surge of heat rose in her lower abdomen. Shi Ying cursed herself for losing self-control so much, especially since she had just taken an inhibitor.

With great difficulty, Shi Ying put his arm around Sang Qing's waist and carried her upstairs.

The female was as docile as a cat, but when Shi Ying was about to turn around and go downstairs to clean up the mess, she reached out and grabbed him.

Shi Ying gently helped Sang Qing sit back down on the edge of the bed.

"Ok?"

Shi Ying gently twisted the sangqing skirt ribbon in her hand, her eyes suppressing complex emotions.

Sang Qing stared at Shi Ying for a while, then reached out her hand.

The girl's fingertips were tinged with pink as they touched Shi Ying's face.

Starting from the bridge of the nose, move downwards to the lips and press gently.

Shi Ying's breathing became rapid, and her Adam's apple slid involuntarily with Sang Qing's movements.

Anxiang drew closer and placed a kiss on his cheek, as if coaxing a pet, "Be good."

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, it touches the surface and then immediately departs.

A dark glint rolled in Shi Ying's eyes as he reached out and gripped the back of Sang Qing's neck.

"You took the initiative first."

A figure as imposing as a mountain pressed down on him, forcefully pressing against his thin lips.

Sang Qing blinked as if she didn't realize she was being bullied.

The action was undeniably cute, but the blush at the corner of her eyes made it all the more alluring.

She reached out and placed her hand on Shi Ying's head, groping through her stray hairs.

Shi Ying knew what she was looking for. She gently released her lips, her voice hoarse, "I'll grant your wish just this once..."

Black triangular animal ears appeared in his hair, and then he kissed Sang Qing's moist lips again.

Sang Qing touched what she wanted, her eyes crinkling with delight, and let out two satisfied moans.

The sharp touch on his head and Sang Qing's voice reached his ears, almost causing him to lose control.

The veins on her hand, pressed against her slender neck, were bulging, and her forearm muscles were taut.

He tried his best to control his strength.

The sharp teeth, capable of severing a person's throat, carefully and gently tore at the lips.

Use the tip of your tongue to pry open your teeth.

Want more.

Go deeper.

Its tail, stirred by emotion, was also revealed, tightly curled around Sang Qing's wrist.

"Boom!"

Before he lost his mind, Sang Qing kicked him in the stomach.

Be caught off guard.

He was kicked off the bed.

Shi Ying knelt on one knee and used one hand to support herself on the ground to steady herself.

The spot where I was kicked is still throbbing.

But it's not just pain.

The heat rose and all rushed toward one place.

The little bodhisattva didn't hold back at all; even though she was so drunk, she still knew to use her spiritual power.

Shi Ying hissed in pain, his face darkening as he looked up at the girl on the bed.

The girl looked at him with her bright, watery eyes.

Shi Ying: “…”

Shi Ying gritted her teeth, "You're still feeling wronged?"

But Sang Qing's lips softened again because of her own beauty, which resembled a red plum blossom in the snow.

He stood up despite the pain, pulled her into his arms, kissed her hand, and coaxed her softly, "It was my fault, I didn't control my strength."

He then shoved his tail into Sang Qing's hand, saying, "Here, you can play with it."

Sang Qing yawned, tears welling up in her eyes. She looked at Shi Ying, then at the tail in her hand, and finally found a comfortable spot to lie down in Shi Ying's arms.

Shi Ying bit her lip and waited until Sang Qing fell asleep before pulling the tail out of Sang Qing's hand and going back to her room to take a sedative.

After the fight, he didn't dare go back to Sang Qing's room.

……

When Sang Qing woke up, her lips were swollen.

Sang Qing touched her lips with a puzzled look on her face. Could it be that she was allergic to alcohol?

But is the allergy only affecting the lips?

I don't think so last time either.

Could it be that Shi Ying did something bad to her while she was drunk?

The more Sang Qing thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

Stinky Shadow!
You've got quite the wild side!

Sang Qing stormed downstairs, but when she saw the breakfast she loved on the table, her anger inexplicably subsided by half.

Garlic Bird, my own cat.

Just pretend you were bitten by a cat.

A beautifully prepared breakfast was laid out on the table, but Shi Ying didn't eat hers, and Shi Ying was nowhere to be seen.

Just as I was about to go out to ask someone, I saw Shi Ying come out of the training room covered in sweat.

Sang Qing looked him up and down, then clicked his tongue. "What's with all the exercise so early in the morning? Are you too weak?"

Shi Ying paused, his deep golden eyes turning to her, narrowing dangerously, "Want to try?"

Sang Qing: “…”

When did Shi Ying become so shameless?

"Try it out my foot! Don't forget you haven't been officially hired yet."

Shi Ying: "I am your master husband, and it has always been the rightful way."

Sang Qing: "You can act illegitimately or improperly at any time."

Shi Yingmo.

Sang Qing chuckled and turned away triumphantly.