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Chapter 250 Big Cat and An'an 3
"The ancient tree that Lord Jiuyao loved to visit most when he was a child will bear twin fruits at the top of the tree when the moon is full. Eating them can increase the chances of conceiving."

Elder White Tiger stroked his beard and looked meaningfully at Su An'an.

"shut up!"

Yin Jiuyao's tail snapped and cracked a bluestone slab at his feet, and the soft fur behind his ears bristled: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Lord Nine Luminaries, you and Lady Divine Female..."

Before the elder could finish speaking, Yin Jiuyao interrupted him: "It's getting late, you should go back and rest."

His gaze was malevolent, and his tail swung rapidly.

"Then I won't bother you two anymore."

The elder tactfully left.

Su An'an reached out and stroked Yin Jiuyao's tense back, chuckling softly:
"I'm very interested in that ancient tree the elder mentioned!"

"Then shall I take you there to have a look?"

Yin Jiuyao turned around in surprise, her ear tips turning bright red as if they were on fire.

Su An'an looked up and met his golden eyes filled with starlight, then suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the chin: "Okay!"

The shadow of the ancient tree was cast across the ground, and the claw marks on the trunk, varying in depth, gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

The deepest, jagged mark still had some old scabs clinging to its edges.

It was left behind when the cub lost its baby teeth and didn't control its strength properly, embedding half of its canine tooth into the wood.

The moment Su An'an's fingertips touched the mark, her wrist was suddenly gripped.

Yin Jiuyao's fingertips were incredibly hot, yet a flicker of pain flashed in his gilded beast eyes:
“When I was ten years old, I counted to the nine hundred and twenty-first day on this tree, and my father’s patrol returned with his body.”

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice trembled slightly at the end.
"My father went berserk due to a mental breakdown..."

Su An'an looked at the big cat's bloodshot eyes with heartache.

She reached out to touch the tuft of soft, bristly hair behind his ear.

"Don't touch it!"

The big cat pulled Su An'an into its arms, its tiger claws gripping the back of her neck tightly, with a force so great it felt like it wanted to knead her into its very bones.

"Just touch it." Su An'an's fingertips slipped through his hair, precisely pressing down on a tuft of hair and gently rubbing it:

"Your father is great, and so are you!"

Yin Jiuyao's breathing suddenly became heavy.

Her palms were pressed against the side of his neck, their warmth carrying a faint scent of cream, making his eyes well up with tears.

The animal skin doll in the corner of the treehouse was covered in a layer of dust.

When he was a child, he would always hold them while waiting for his father, but now the person in his arms is warmer than the sunshine.

"The regular version of the Bloodlust Pill is already in mass production."

Su An'an tilted her head back, her nose brushing against his trembling tiger stripes:

“I promise that your people, and our children, will never have to go through this again.”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a sweet fragrance wafted in.

It wasn't the refreshing coolness of a spiritual fruit, but a cloying sweetness with a milky aroma, seeping in through the window cracks and making one's heart itch.

The twin fruits at the top of the tree are ripe.

Yin Jiuyao suddenly lowered his head, his golden beast eyes surging with a variety of complex emotions, and the tip of his tail wrapped around her waist tighter and tighter.

Su An'an pressed herself tightly against him, and when she looked up, the tip of her nose could brush against his Adam's apple.

The big cat asked in a hoarse voice, "You just said, our little one?"

A twin fruit from the top of the tree fell with a thud and landed on the windowsill.

The sound of the sweet juice splashing was exceptionally clear in the silence.

Su An'an suddenly laughed and grabbed his hand that was clasped around her waist.

By the moonlight, I leaned close to his ear and gently licked the tip of his ear with my tongue:

"That's right, the twin fruit has already fallen off, why don't we hurry up and eat it and continue what we haven't finished yet?"

Yin Jiuyao's ears suddenly perked up.

He swiftly picked up the twin fruit, roughly wiped it on his sleeve, and then held it to Su An'an's lips: "Eat!"

"Together!"

Su An'an gently bit the fruit peel with his finger, and the milky aroma mixed with honey sweetness exploded on her tongue.

Yin Jiuyao's Adam's apple bobbed, and his golden eyes shone with an alarming light. He suddenly scooped Su An'an up in his arms and pressed her into the soft couch covered with animal hides.

Tiger Claw tore open its own clothes, revealing its chest covered in golden patterns.

He lowered his head and bit her lips, savoring the sweetness of the twin fruit together.

"So hot……"

Su An'an's breathing became disordered by Yin Jiuyao's kiss.

The sweet fragrance of the twin fruit melts on the lips and teeth, turning into a warm current that sinks into the lower abdomen.

The divine patterns on her waist glowed softly, intertwining with the silver patterns that wrapped around his body.

Under the moonlight, it spread out in a hazy pinkish-gold hue.

Yin Jiuyao's sharp teeth pressed against her shoulder: "Bite me if it hurts."

"Who's going to bite you?"

She chuckled softly, but her fingertips dug into the taut muscles of his back:
"What are you trembling about? The dignified White Tiger Clan Chief can't even withstand this little bit of spiritual energy exchange?"

He let out a low growl, his golden eyes gleaming in the darkness, and lowered his head to seal her breath once more.

The wooden beams of the treehouse suddenly trembled, and the entire forest moved without wind, its branches and leaves rustling, as if witnessing this resonance of blood ties.

The combined spiritual energy of the two quietly condensed within Su An'an's abdomen, transforming into the phantom of a curled-up tiger cub.

Its pale golden fur hadn't fully grown in yet, but it instinctively hugged its tail and purred softly in the warm darkness.

The White Tiger bloodline is domineering, making it difficult to have offspring.

But at this moment, a tiny life is growing against all reason.

After their intimacy ended, the two embraced and lay down on the animal skin bed.

Su An'an traced the tiger stripes that hadn't faded on Yin Jiuyao's neck with her fingertips, and suddenly chuckled:

"I don't know if I can actually get pregnant even with all this effort."

Yin Jiuyao pulled her closer, his palm resting on her flat stomach:

"The offspring of the White Tiger have always been difficult to obtain; it takes at least three months to sense any movement from them."

He paused, a barely perceptible hint of tension flashing in his golden eyes, "But your divine light can suppress bloodlines, perhaps..."

"It might take even longer?"

Su An'an deliberately poked his taut abs, where the soreness from the exertion still lingered.

"Then eat a few more twin fruits and try a few more times."

Yin Jiuyao flipped over and pinned Su An'an down, nose to nose, and gently pinched her cheek with his tiger claws.

He rubbed his sharp teeth against her earlobe, his voice low and husky with a hint of playfulness: "How about it?"

"Scoundrel."

Su An'an smiled and pushed him, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed it above her head.

The last two ripe, twin fruits at the top of the tree seemed to understand something.

With a thud, it hit the windowsill, splashing sweet juice everywhere.

Yin Jiuyao picked up the fruit; the night was still very, very long…

As the morning light from the treehouse spilled across the windowsill, Su An'an suddenly covered her mouth and rushed into the clean room.

"vomit!"

She leaned against the sink, her stomach churning.

Last night, the sweetness of the twin fruit turned into sour water.

The stray hairs at her temples were damp with cold sweat and clung to her pale cheeks.

"boom!"

The wooden door was flung open, and Yin Jiuyao practically dodged behind her, his tiger claws patting her back nervously.
"Could the fruit be poisonous?!"

Su An'an almost fell into the basin from his slap, and grabbed his wrist with her other hand: "Gently! Are you trying to protect my pregnancy or murder me?"

Yin Jiuyao's tail stiffened abruptly, and his golden eyes widened:

"Pregnancy support?"

The divine seal on her wrist lit up at just the right moment.

As the pink light swirled, it coalesced into the phantom of a curled-up white tiger, snoring while hugging its tail.