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

Chapter 219 How could the master be wrong?

In the evening, when Sang Qing was giving Shi Ying psychological therapy, his gaze fell on the fluffy tail that was wrapped around her ankle.

As if sensing Sang Qing's gaze, the tail released Sang Qing's ankle, stretched out to Sang Qing's hand, and gently rubbed against her.

Sang Qing turned to look at Shi Ying, and met Shi Ying's restless eyes. A sly glint flashed in Sang Qing's eyes.

With a flick of his wrist, he grabbed Shi Ying's tail, and with his other hand, he stroked the tail upwards against the grain, until Shi Ying's entire tail bristled.

"Well!"

An indescribable thrill spread throughout his body, causing Shi Ying to arch his back and his body hair to stand on end.

An uncontrollable low growl escaped his lips, and his beastly eyes turned, revealing an overwhelming lust.

“Ah, Wan…”

As Sang Qing moved, Shi Ying's body became increasingly tense, trembling slightly.

His words were spoken with heavy breathing.

Seeing that it was about time, Sang Qing got up to run away, but was heavily pressed down onto the carpet by a large hand.

Before she could even pull her spirit away, the waves swept her up, entangled and trapped her, dragging her down into the depths of the clouds.

"Shiying, no, I was wrong..."

Up...

The words were already trembling uncontrollably as they left his mouth.

"How could the master be wrong?"

Shi Ying's voice was husky and alluring as her warm tongue licked Sang Qing's neck.

Oh no, that’s too much.

Sang Qing cried.

Shi Ying stopped being coy and became so bold and unrestrained that she wouldn't even listen to her anymore.

He raised her hand above his head, his breaths captivating.

"Master~"

"I'm yours."

"You can touch me however you want, but you have to take responsibility."

Ahhhhh!
Shi Ying, that enchantress!

She shouldn't have been so impulsive.

But this guy knew she couldn't resist his beast form, so he transformed into a normal-sized black panther and stayed on her bed.

He licked her shoulder again and again, his head intentionally or unintentionally rubbing against her sensitive skin, his animal ears fluttering like butterfly wings.

Sang Qing couldn't resist the temptation, and with a determined effort, she pulled Shi Ying into her arms.

Shi Ying nestled in Sang Qing's arms, feeling the delicate, snow-white skin even through the fur, a faint fragrance lingering at the tip of her nose, sweet and serene.

"Owner……"

"Shut up!"

……

When Shi Ying woke up, Sang Qing also woke up.

Still a little sleepy, Sang Qing held Shi Ying's hand and said, "Sleep a little longer."

She knew Shi Ying was going to get up and tidy up the room to make her breakfast.

Shi Ying actually works very hard.

He had to go to work, earn money, and take good care of her.

She doesn't need anyone to take care of her; she can afford to hire a maid herself, and she can do everything.

But if there really is such a person, that would be nice.

"You went to bed so late last night, aren't you tired?"

She must be tired; she feels tired even without exerting much effort.

Sang Qing hugged Shi Ying's waist, released her newly recovered spiritual threads, and followed the contact surface to enter Shi Ying's spiritual sea.

The soft, murmuring words, like a cat's meow, successfully hindered all of Shi Ying's movements.

Her soft body pressed against mine, a light and comfortable feeling washing over me from my mind to my entire body.

He could even feel the lazy aura emanating from Sang Qing's spiritual threads, gently entwining them around his own, motionless.

He didn't manipulate the spiritual threads to wrap around it, not wanting to break the tranquility of the moment.

Otherwise, the little bodhisattva will get angry and bite him again.

Looking down at the little Bodhisattva who was almost asleep, her long eyelashes like closed fans, casting soft, shallow shadows, I felt my heart filled with something.

I just want time to stop at this moment, forever.

There is no one else, only each other.

He loved waking up every morning to see the little bodhisattva, and loved her snuggling lazily in his arms.

Even if she doesn't say anything, she feels satisfied.

The little Bodhisattva has never really been angry with him; every morning when she wakes up, she is incredibly well-behaved.

He placed a very light kiss on Sang Qing's hair, closed his eyes, and was happy to stay with her even though he wasn't sleepy.

……

Shi Ying escorted Sang Qing to the shelter.

Turning to look at Sang Qing, who was sleeping and looking at the personal terminal, his gaze softened instantly.

Looks like I was really exhausted last night.

But he still gently nudged her and helped her unbuckle her seatbelt: "We're here."

Sang Qing shook her slightly dizzy head and leaned down to kiss Shi Ying's face. "I'll walk there myself. It's getting late. You should hurry to the military camp."

He then got out of the car.

Shi Ying ran her fingertips over the spot where she had been kissed, a faint smile spreading across her lips.

At the door, Zhuang Yifan greeted Sang Qing with a warm smile, "Good morning, Healer!"

"Good morning." Sang Qing nodded in reply, then subconsciously asked, "What's the Snake Lizard Team doing at this hour?"

Zhuang Yifan guessed that Sang Qing wanted to ask about Kunxi, and said with a smile, "They were doing morning exercises at the training ground, but Captain Kunxi wasn't feeling well and didn't participate."

Sang Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

That makes sense. Shi Ying must have been quite ruthless. Kunxi will most likely have to stay in bed, which saves her from embarrassment.

Sang Qing told General Curry that he was going out with Shi Ying tomorrow.

General Curry had no objection, only jokingly remarking, "Everyone else is eager to reap the benefits without sowing, but you're always thinking about going out and about."

In the afternoon, Jun Chenli came to the shelter.

"I heard you're going to the front lines with the Third District?"

Sang Qing, carrying the printed papers, came out of the building next door and stopped two meters away from Jun Chenli. She gave a faint "hmm" and looked at him intently. "You came to me for treatment?"

Counting the days, it's been almost a week since my last mental health treatment.

She's going on a mission with Shi Ying, which will probably take about a week.

A gust of wind blew, and the two sheets of printed paper on the surface fell to the ground.

Jun Chenli was about to help when Sang Qing bent down to pick it up.

Jun Chenli raised an eyebrow and stood next to Sang Qing, shielding her from the wind while subtly moving closer to her.

He was so close that if Sang Qing stood up and turned her head slightly, he could kiss her.

Unfortunately, Sang Qing was alert enough and pushed the two apart with a single palm strike.

Jun Chenli tilted his head and smiled helplessly, "Really not giving me even the slightest chance?"

"Why should I give it to you?" Sang Qing asked back.

She has no feelings for him; isn't that clear enough?
Jun Chenli was silent for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter.

"Qingqing, do you want to come with me to check our compatibility? I heard that couples with high compatibility are happier as husband and wife."

Sang Qing's face was full of black lines.

After making things clear, Jun Chenli seemed to let loose, and her laughter had a kind of flamboyant wildness.

It's a feeling that comes from working your way up in the lowest ranks of the military, which blends perfectly with Jun Chenli's noble aura, hitting just the right spot.

"Marshal, don't waste your time on me."

"You can ask me for mental health treatment, but nothing else."

After saying this indifferently, Sang Qing hugged the printed paper and walked past him.

How heartless!

Not sloppy at all.

Jun Chenli ultimately had no choice but to settle for second best and undergo mental health treatment first.

Because of the physical contact, he could clearly distinguish the very strong, unique masculine aura emanating from Sang Qing.

The other scattered orcish auras were very faint, but this one was profound, singular, and symbolized ownership.

(End of this chapter)