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

Chapter 250 Doesn't the master want to try the gift?
In the early morning, sunlight streamed into the room, piercing through the card Sang Qing had written for him, revealing the second half of the sentence.

"Having given special favor to one person, I am willing to dedicate the rest of my life to their generosity."

It was as if he had answered his question from last night.

He stood up, picked up the card from the table, and held it up to the sunlight.

Sunlight pierced through the card, illuminating the hidden words, and also shining into his eyes and heart.

It's warm and sweet.

This was the grandest and most satisfying birthday gift he had ever received.

"Ding dong~"

The computer beeped at that moment.

Shi Ying put down the card, immediately turned off the personal computer to silent mode, then drew the window curtains, leaving only a small portion of the curtains open so that the fresh morning breeze could blow in without the sunlight shining on Sang Qing.

After doing all this, Shi Ying opened his personal computer again to check the messages.

Upon opening the app, the excited and thrilled message from Youfei immediately caught my eye.

[Boss! Boss! Check the StarNet! You and your wife have gone viral!]

Shi Ying was stunned for a moment, then opened the StarNet and saw the overwhelming online discussions about him and Sang Qing last night.

He stood quietly by the window for a while, brushing his fingers, before his gaze fell on the still-sleeping female on the bed, his eyes softening with tenderness.

He was incredibly grateful that Ah Wan had met him back then.

Otherwise, Awan would belong to someone else.

He might not have had a chance to live.

Perhaps I would still be alive, but I would never feel like I do now, where even the morning breeze tastes sweet.

……

Sang Qing slept until noon.

Driving is really tiring.

Shi Ying is getting more and more outrageous; I don't know where he learned this from.

Why has she never seen these things in novels?
Thinking about last night, Sang Qing still felt her cheeks burning slightly.

Shaking off the shameful images in her mind, Sang Qing turned on her personal terminal to distract herself.

The town mayor reported the good news to her early in the morning, along with many pictures.

When she woke up, her Qingye Town had become a little popular. The once quiet ancient town was now filled with couples celebrating Valentine's Day.

It's a happy thing when people come to visit and spend money, because it means her income will increase again.

Many people are asking if there are still Kongming lanterns tonight?

Obviously not; without prior preparation, there simply wouldn't be enough time.

However, the Qixi Festival and Valentine's Day next year could be used as promotional events for tourism.

Sang Qing briefly explained her thoughts to the town mayor, and after replying to all the other scattered messages, she finally got up, washed up, and went downstairs for breakfast.

Sangyue Mansion has a chef, but Shiying still personally prepared lunch for her, along with her favorite pastries and lemon tea.

When Sang Qing went downstairs, Shi Ying was explaining her preferences to the chef, from her love of spicy food but not too spicy, to her dislike of peeling shrimp, down to the smallest detail.

She had no idea that Shi Ying knew so much about her eating habits, even noting down some of her subtle preferences that she hadn't even noticed.

Sang Qing chewed on the sweet and delicious pastries, looking at Shi Ying with increasing satisfaction.

Shi Ying noticed her gaze, turned around and smiled at her, instantly making her feel as if ice and snow were melting.

If she hadn't seen Shi Ying's consistently cold demeanor towards outsiders, she would have suspected that Shi Ying had changed her personality.

However, she liked Shi Ying's current appearance very much. After dinner, Shi Ying styled Sang Qing's hair in a more atmospheric way, just like at home, and then took off the cat head necklace from her neck and replaced it with a pearl collarbone necklace that matched the hairstyle.

Sang Qing glanced at Shi Ying's neck subconsciously.

Shi Ying naturally didn't miss that glance. A barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips as he leaned closer. "I've carefully kept the gift. If Awan likes it, you can have it anytime in the future..."

The unspoken meaning was left unsaid. His slender fingers circled around Sang Qing's fair neck and gently stroked her ear. "But I'm only showing this to Awan. I don't want anyone else to see it."

Warm breath sprayed on my ear, bringing a tingling sensation.

Shi Ying's voice was so alluring that Sang Qing couldn't help but recall that last night, Shi Ying had used the same voice, her golden eyes fixed on her pleadingly, saying, "Please..."

Thinking of this, Sang Qing's cheeks flushed involuntarily again. Embarrassed, she looked away and said righteously, "No need!"

No need for nighttime...

She just wanted to give her cat a special collar, not for herself.

Emmm...

Okay, she admits, a little bit.

Shi Ying looked incredibly cool when she wore the collar and showed off her black cat ears and tail.

Seeing Sang Qing's shy yet adorable demeanor, Shi Ying smiled and stood up without exposing her.

Just then, the housekeeper downstairs said that someone had delivered flowers.

The two went downstairs together, and Shi Ying gave her a beautiful bouquet of roses.

The center of the flower is creamy white with a hint of light green, while the outer layer is a deep red like flames. Each flower is full and rich, simply adorned with a few emerald green leaves and small white flowers. The retro texture exudes an unrestrained romance, which is simply beautiful enough to touch her heart.

Sang Qing took out the card inside, which had the meaning of flowers printed on it.

Apple Jack Rose: Meeting you was the beginning of everything beautiful, the greatest happiness of my life. I hope I am lucky enough to have you forever.

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Applejack is so beautiful! (Image attached)

Shi Ying hugged him from behind, resting her chin on his shoulder, and whispered sweet nothings, "Awan, I never thought I would love someone so much, or be loved by someone so much. Thank you for being in my life."

Sang Qing's heart stirred slightly. She switched the flowers to one hand, turned around and hugged Shi Ying, tilting her head back to nuzzle his neck. "You know what? I've always wanted to have a cat, but I was too busy with work and never had time to take care of it. Now it's finally come true."

Looking into Sang Qing's bright and sparkling eyes, Shi Ying lowered her head and kissed her.

Sang Qing placed the bouquet on the bedroom entryway cabinet, where it would be the first thing you would see when you entered the room.

Qingye Town is crowded and noisy today, so she doesn't plan to go out for a stroll.

However, a steady stream of flowers and gifts were delivered to her residence—from Duchess Carly's mansion, from the orcs at the internment center, from the soldiers she had previously treated, and from some that Shi Ying had refused but had no recollection of…

Shi Ying's face turned green, and she stared at her dangerously with her golden eyes, asking, "Awan, you won't accept their flowers, will you?"

Sang Qing's lips curled into a smile, but things didn't go as he wished. She feigned hesitation, her gaze lingering on the bouquets. "But these flowers are all quite beautiful..."

Shi Ying's face darkened. She turned her head away, preventing her from looking. "You're not allowed to accept them. Master can only accept me. What are their identities?"

Then he instructed the housekeeper to take all the flowers away and throw them away.

The butler hesitated and looked at Sang Qing. Sang Qing gave him an OK sign from behind, and the butler understood and had the flowers moved away.

Before leaving, he turned back for a meaningful look and thoughtfully dismissed all the servants.

"So what's your identity?" Sang Qing continued to tease Shi Ying.

With those unsightly flowers gone, Shi Ying's mood improved somewhat. She gently nibbled on Sang Qing's ear, "What do you think, Master?"

The deliberately drawn-out ending of the syllable carried an indescribable allure.

Upon hearing this tone, Sang Qing sensed something was wrong and quickly slipped away, abandoning her playful demeanor.

If I'm any later, I'll be forced to kiss you on the head, the kind that bites.