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

Chapter 210 Master, Be Good

Shi Ying took out a packaging box from the cabinet and also grabbed a cup of mango pomelo sago that Sang Qing liked to drink.

Back in the back room, Sang Qing had already decorated the lace, added jam, and arranged fruit and chocolate.

Shi Ying stopped by the wall, facing the door sideways, and asked Sang Qing, "Would you like some mango twig syrup?"

Sang Qing had just finished washing her hands, dried them with a tissue, and replied, "Drink."

Sang Qing thought Shi Ying would hand it to her, but she didn't.

Shi Ying gently swirled the glass, a hint of unfathomable depth in her eyes. "Come and drink."

Sang Qing, unsuspecting, took off her apron and went over.

Shi Ying picked up the cup, took a sip herself, pulled Sang Qing over, lifted Sang Qing's chin, and leaned in to kiss her.

The mango-scented liquid entered his mouth. Sang Qing leaned against the wall, his warm fingertips tracing down his throat, and he swallowed it subconsciously.

A passionate kiss followed, gently sucking the fragrance from her lips.

Sang Qing's eyes widened, and her face flushed instantly.

What is Shi Ying doing?
This isn't home!
Sang Qing struggled to push him away, but Shi Ying grabbed her with one large hand and pulled her into his arms.

"Master, be good, there are no cameras."

Shi Ying kissed Sang Qing's lips, his eyelids drooping, and whispered a seductive kiss.

Soon, feeling the struggle in her arms lessen, Shi Ying released Sang Qing's hand, brushed the hair behind her ear and tucked it behind her head, revealing her delicate and beautiful profile.

Shi Ying had already placed the cup aside, and propped her elbow against the wall, creating space in front of her.

Close your eyes and fully enjoy the beauty of the little bodhisattva.

When Lei Jinfeng came in, he saw the two of them locked in a deep kiss against the wall.

The girl's face was flushed, like a blooming wisteria flower. Her small hands crumpled the clothes on the man's arm, and she tilted her head slightly to respond to him.

Youfei, who came in with him, stared in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and admiration.

What the hell!

You're awesome, boss!

"green……"

Lei Jinfeng felt a fishbone stuck in his throat, which was very uncomfortable.

What was once readily available now blossoms in the arms of others, displaying a captivating and beautiful side.

The sudden sound startled Sang Qing, who opened her eyes abruptly.

My already tense heart jolted, and I accidentally bit Shi Ying's tongue.

"Sigh~"

Shi Ying hissed, her voice hoarse and melodious, inexplicably making people blush.

The way he looked at Sang Qing was resentful and affectionate, as if she were some kind of scumbag who had seduced and abandoned her.

Sang Qing's face flushed. Avoiding his suggestive gaze, she pinched him in annoyance, "Why didn't you close the door?"

Shi Ying's expression shifted, her gaze sweeping across the doorway, indifferent. "I forgot."

Sang Qing: “…”

She even felt like strangling him!

Sang Qing took a deep breath, put some distance between herself and Shi Ying, and after a while, looked at Lei Jinfeng outside the door, "What are you doing here? Didn't you tell me not to bother me anymore?"

The blush on the female's face had not completely faded, but her gaze toward him was cold.

Lei Jinfeng felt a bitter taste in his mouth, "I..."

Lei Jinfeng opened his mouth, but hesitated, glancing at Shi Ying beside him with intense hatred.

Seeing Lei Jinfeng looking at him, Shi Ying wiped his lips in a good mood, leaned back against the wall, and turned his head to look at Sang Qing, "Should I leave?"

Sang Qing glanced at him, puzzled: "..."

Why are you being so sarcastic?
"You can avoid it if you want."

Shi Ying nodded knowingly, "Then I won't avoid it."

Shi Ying touched her left wristband, a cold smile playing on her lips as she looked at Lei Jinfeng, silently venting her provocation. Lei Jinfeng's fingers cracked as he gritted his teeth. That bitch!

Come outside.

Sang Qing, impatient with the question, asked again, "What are you doing here?"

Sang Qing didn't have such a good temper when dealing with Lei Jinfeng.

Shi Ying gave Youfei a look, and Youfei reluctantly left.

The icy tone was like a needle piercing Lei Jinfeng's heart. He opened his mouth with difficulty, "You know about the wine that day, don't you?"

Sang Qing raised an eyebrow, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

However, she only now realized that Lei Jinfeng seemed to be injured. There were still bruises on his face, and his walking posture was a bit awkward. He looked somewhat disheveled and no longer had the youthful and energetic feeling he once had.

However, Sang Qing didn't care about any of this; she glanced at it and then looked away.

A drink was handed to Sang Qing, who was taken aback.

Without looking at Shi Ying, he casually picked up the glass and took a sip, but a warmth crept up his ears.

Lei Jinfeng had already guessed the answer from Sang Qing's attitude; he didn't believe that he had brought the wrong item.

"why?"

He stared intently at Sang Qing, asking with resentment.

Sang Qing found Lei Jinfeng's question amusing. She put down her cup, propped her chin on her hand, and leaned forward slightly. "Do you remember what I said when I asked you what I lacked compared to Qiao Luoyi?"

Lei Jinfeng's face turned pale.

He said at the time, "You are no match for Xiao Luo in any way. I would rather be Xiao Luo's servant than your master."

That was just something he said in anger; he actually...

Actually what? I didn't actually think that way?

Actually, he was willing to be Sang Qing's husband?

But at that time, he really didn't like Sang Qing at all, or perhaps he hadn't yet realized his feelings for her...

Seeing that he remembered, Sang Qing smiled and said, "Congratulations, you've got what you wanted!"

Sang Qing's voice was soft and gentle, exceptionally pleasant to hear, yet it was deadly and psychologically damaging.

That's right, Joey didn't leave him the only remaining position of master husband, but only gave him the title of servant husband.

Her sister, who was very good at managing her image and proclaimed that she only wanted three beast husbands, personally tore up the persona she had created.

She had a vague idea that this might be the outcome. Joey was such a good judge of things, so of course he would leave the husband to someone more valuable.

For example, Renault, and Jun Chenli.

Lei Jinfeng, a good-for-nothing playboy, was far less desirable to Qiao Luoyi than a proper husband.

But in doing so, the good image she had worked so hard to build was ruined.

If you don't say anything, it's fine; you can marry as many women as you want. Women are naturally promiscuous. But if you go around saying it and then do something completely different, that's hypocrisy.

Sang Qing was in a good mood, so she was willing to talk to Lei Jinfeng a little more.

The three great pleasures in life are: dragging good women into prostitution, persuading prostitutes to reform themselves, and kicking someone when they're down and gloating over their misfortune.

“Qing…” Lei Jinfeng blurted out, but upon meeting Sang Qing’s cold gaze, he changed his address, “Sang Qing, I’m not…”

"Not what?"

A voice sounded from behind, devoid of its usual gentleness and tenderness, instead emanating a chilling aura.

Lei Jinfeng turned around in surprise, a look of panic flashing across his face.

"You've become my beast husband, yet you still think of Sang Qing?" Qiao Luoyi approached step by step, his anger reaching its peak.

Sang Qing looked down at the chat box that she had just added to the blacklist a few minutes ago. It came so quickly?
She glanced sideways at Shi Ying, silently asking, "Did you call me?"

Shi Ying shook her head. "No, it's probably Youfei."

Not wanting to watch Qiao Luoyi's melodramatic family drama, Sang Qing pulled Shi Ying along, ready to leave.

"Sang Qing, you stop right there!"

He had only taken two steps when he heard Joey's angry roar from behind.