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

Chapter 211 The Cat That Pushes Its Cheaper
Sang Qing released Shi Ying and turned to look at Qiao Luoyi rushing towards him.

Why did you do this? What good will it do you?

Joey questioned him fiercely, her former gentle, charming, and poised demeanor gone, replaced by a ferocious hatred in her eyes.

In contrast, Sang Qing calmly curved her lips into a charming smile, "What? I've sent all the people you want to your bed, so you don't have to go through all that trouble to seduce them. Aren't you going to thank me?"

"You bitch!" Joey clenched his fingers tightly, the words almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

Only then did she believe that Sang Qing truly disliked Lei Jinfeng completely.

What's the point of her snatching it? She never liked Lei Jinfeng to begin with.

She couldn't stand seeing Sang Qing living a better life than her. Why should she?
How dare a commoner, a woman of low birth, be compared to the legitimate daughter of a marquis?

She is her mother's most outstanding daughter, and the most noble lady in the capital.

Shi Ying's expression instantly darkened, revealing a fierce aura. Just as she was about to step forward, her hand was stopped by Sang Qing.

Sang Qing observed the tangible hatred in Qiao Luoyi's eyes, but she couldn't understand where this hatred came from.

She had completely severed ties with the Marquis's mansion and had never provoked her again. All she had done was a passive counterattack. What else could she possibly be dissatisfied with?
Are there really people who have been living in the clouds for too long, thinking that everyone should revolve around them and can't stand seeing others living comfortably?

Sang Qing raised her hand and slapped Qiao Luoyi's insults back with a loud "smack".

Qiao Luoyi's entire face was slapped to the side. She covered her face and stared at Sang Qing in disbelief, "You dare to hit me?"

Sang Qing sneered, "You're allowed to insult people, but not allowed to fight back?"

"Ugh! You ill-mannered poisoner..."

"Pah!" Another slap.

"you!"

"Are you sure you want to keep cursing?" Sang Qing looked at her, his eyes filled with frost, cold and devoid of any emotion.

Qiao Luoyi was stunned by the terrifying aura emanating from Sang Qing and instinctively took a step back.

It took a while for the fear that arose in my heart to subside.

how come?
How could that good-for-nothing possibly have such a strong presence?

My face was burning with pain, and the stinging sensation from the mental energy scraping it was particularly noticeable.

Thinking back to the rumors I've heard these past few days about Sang Qing becoming an S-rank, it turns out they're true!

No wonder she's so arrogant.

No wonder Jiang Zhiyi and the princess are so close to her, and the eldest prince is so protective of her.

Qiao Luoyi gritted her teeth, and in the end could only glare at Sang Qing hatefully before leaving in a disheveled state.

Sang Qing snorted disdainfully.

They had nothing better to do than come over and get slapped twice.

My hand was suddenly enveloped in warmth and gently rubbed.

"Does it hurt?"

Shi Ying held her hand, his expression focused, the setting sun casting a gentle glow in his bright golden eyes.

Sang Qing was stunned for a moment, "I used my mental power, it doesn't hurt."

After saying goodbye to Li Qiu, we returned to Wutongyue together.

She thought the matter was over, but Shi Ying kept pestering her that night, asking if the position of master of ceremonies had been promised to Lei Jinfeng before.

That bastard Shi Ying always asks so many questions when they're being affectionate; she's really fed up with it.

Does he have some kind of unusual fetish when he talks about other men during intimate moments?

She hadn't even confronted him about how he had lied to her during the day.

"Master, does such a good-for-nothing male deserve the position of master husband?"

His tone of dissatisfaction was accompanied by a slight increase in the pressure he applied to her waist.

Sang Qing slapped Shi Ying on the chest with a crisp crack, and roared angrily, "That wasn't given to me."

Sang Qing realized she had misspoke when she sensed Shi Ying's movement pause. However, she didn't correct herself, so it could be misinterpreted as a gift from Marquis Rui'an.

Anyway, it wasn't given to me by her.

The time and shadow finally subsided, replaced by an even more intense entanglement.

"Master, I love you so much..."

Passionate kisses swept over his limbs again and again, leaving mottled, ambiguous red marks.

Ouch, her waist...

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That day, as soon as Sang Qing got off the bus, he saw a beautiful woman at the entrance of the shelter.

The female was tall with long legs, wearing a hazy blue silk shawl, a white beret, and two long strands of hair hanging down her ears. She had fair skin, delicate features, and a very noble and stylish air.

Two males were also present. One of them had an extraordinary air about him and was dressed in expensive clothes. He was probably the female's friend or her husband.

The beauty was pleasing to the eye, and Sang Qing couldn't help but take another look.

The female happened to be looking at her, her gaze sweeping over her before she gave a mocking laugh. "Is it because of you that he doesn't want to come back with me?"

The female seemed to have been waiting at the door to see her on purpose. After saying that, she turned around, got into the hovercar, and left.

"Who is she?" Sang Qing asked, looking at the departing hovercar with a puzzled expression.

The female's tone didn't seem very friendly, but she didn't remember offending this person.

She has a good memory for people, especially for such a beautiful female; she would not forget someone she has met before.

"Princess, farewell." Shi Ying answered her question indifferently.

Second Princess?
Manju's former wife?
No wonder I could tell at a glance that he was someone of extraordinary status.

"As expected, the royal family has excellent genes; they are all beauties."

Sang Qing sighed.

"But what she said is strange. She abandoned Manzhu before, so it's normal that Manzhu doesn't want to go back with her. What does that have to do with me?"

Shi Ying gave her a slightly complicated look, said nothing, and only told her to remember to call him before she got off work.

"Okay." Sang Qing put the matter aside for the time being and mumbled a reply.

Just as she was about to turn around, Shi Ying suddenly lowered his head and placed a light kiss on her forehead.

After kissing her, he glanced at her cautiously, as if observing whether she would be angry.

Sang Qing raised an eyebrow but didn't expose him.

Shi Ying has been testing her limits lately.

After doing these things each time, he would carefully glance at her. If she didn't get angry or stop him, he would do it openly next time.

For example, he would take a shower in her room, lie in bed after showering, and wait for her, without even going back to his own room.

A cat that takes an inch and then a mile.

Sang Qing told him to hurry up and go to work, then went inside herself.

Zhuang Yifan, who happened to be on duty today and had witnessed the entire interaction between the two at the door, greeted Sang Qing with a smile, "Therapist and Colonel Shi have such a good relationship."

The other team members also sighed with envy.

Sang Qing felt a little embarrassed, but she pretended to be calm, greeted him, and quickly left.

Behind her, she could hear security guards chatting about her.

"I really envy Colonel Shi. It must be so wonderful to be the therapist's husband!"

"When do you think the healer will find a second beast husband?"

Sang Qing returned to the treatment room and continued the second phase of treatment—reducing the riot value of all orcs to below 80.

It took her a full year to complete the first stage, and Sang Qing felt that the second stage would take about two or three months.

And there's no rush; she can do it while on missions.