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Chapter 181 Please, don't let it happen again.

"Shh." Dan Yue's pupils contracted, and she pressed her fingertips against Fu Ying's lips.

Fu Ying blinked, her tongue lightly brushing against his slender fingertips, the warmth startling Dan Yue into withdrawing her hand.

He was somewhat amused and exasperated, and said softly, "Listen to me, don't say things like that again, or someone will hear you."

"Really?" Fu Ying narrowed her eyes, looking suspicious. Did the Beast God have a habit of eavesdropping?

"The Beast God is the lord of all beasts, and all living beings are under his watchful eye. He will punish everyone who does not believe in him. Aying, your situation is a little different, so you must be more careful, understand?" Dan Yue's expression was somewhat serious.

Fu Ying tilted her head and chuckled, "Then tell me, is the Beast God watching us right now?"

Dan Yue's breathing hitched slightly. He leaned over and pulled her into his arms, stopping her from continuing.

Fuying rested her head on his shoulder: "Okay, okay! I won't say anymore, alright?"

Dan Yue gave a soft "Mmm" and patted her back gently, as if coaxing a baby: "Go to sleep."

"I don't want to sleep." Fu Ying shifted restlessly in his arms, her fingertips gently touching his tailbone, with a subtle hint of teasing.

Dan Yue's brow twitched, and she grabbed the mischievous hand, her voice slightly hoarse: "Aren't you tired?"

After leaving the deep-sea merfolk tribe, they rushed to the place of the tribe's trade fair to find Luo Heng. They didn't get a proper rest for a moment, and now they still can't relax.
Fuying looked at him, her eyes filled with a slyness that could make one blush and their heart race: "I'm tired, but sleeping with you is much more interesting than sleeping."

With the mission over, she rarely thought of taking advantage of herself.

Honestly, Dan Yue is both capable and gentle in this regard, and she is very satisfied with her; it is clearly a pleasure for her.

Seeing her serious expression, Dan Yue leaned down and kissed her red lips.

Fuying's fingertips dug into his shoulder blade, and Dan Yue's breathing suddenly became heavier, deepening the kiss.

In the darkness, the bamboo bed creaked and groaned, and glimpses of azure scales could be seen, but soon, the fleeting glimpse of spring light was pulled back into deeper shadows.

*
Two days later, Bai Cang and his two companions finally returned, weary from their journey.

"Aying!" Teng's voice was urgent and hoarse. Before he finished speaking, he rushed over like a gust of wind and hugged Fuying tightly. The force was so great that he almost absorbed her whole body, making it hard for her to breathe.

His sharply defined jawline rested on her shoulder, his dark green eyes tinged with red: "It's alright, it's alright."

Fu Ying didn't push him away. Instead, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, whispering, "You've lost weight."

In less than half a month, Teng's features became even more sharp, and his whole body was filled with lingering coldness and gloom. His already deep-set eyes looked even darker, and there was not a trace of warmth between his handsome brows, but the arms that wrapped around her were burning hot.

Teng didn't speak, but simply hugged her tighter.

Fu Ying said softly, "It's alright, I'm fine."

Upon hearing this, Teng immediately stepped back, looking at her with a pained expression: "What do you mean 'nothing's wrong'! The bone knife pierced through..."

At this point, Teng's body trembled, and he reached out to grab her collar: "Let me see."

Fu Ying didn't stop him. When he saw her fair skin, which was completely healed, Teng's tense shoulder line finally relaxed. However, he still gently rubbed her injured area with his fingertips, as if he wanted to soothe her past pain.

Fu Ying raised her eyes and looked into those dark green eyes that always held arrogance; now, they were filled with tenderness.

"It's okay, it really doesn't hurt anymore," Fu Ying said easily.

After waiting for a while, there was no response from Teng.

Fu Ying looked up in confusion, only to meet Teng's staring gaze.

His gaze fell unabashedly on her half-open blouse, where the undulating, snow-white mounds possessed a striking curve.

"..." The air fell into an eerie silence for a moment.

"It seems to have gotten bigger again," Teng suddenly said, her tone serious.

Fu Ying's lips twitched, she slapped his hand away, and quickly pulled her collar up.

She doesn't have a penchant for doing such things in public.

"Aying..." The low, husky, and lingering voice was enough to make one feel hot all over.

Bai Cang stood not far away, his slender figure showing signs of exhaustion, his beautiful face gaunt and his amber eyes bloodshot.

Fu Ying's heart softened, and she said softly, "I'm fine, I'm back."

Bai Cang stared at her intently for a long time before finally raising his hand to gently stroke her cheek.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice, "...It's good that you're alright."

Bai Cang's voice held a lingering fear of having regained what he had lost, which made Fu Ying's heart tremble.

Fu Ying's gaze carefully traced Bai Cang's beautiful eyebrows and eyes before finally settling on his arms.

The little dumpling was fast asleep. Compared to the males, the little guy was even fatter, with a round, chubby face and a healthy blush. However, his beautiful silver hair was messy, like a bird's nest that had been ravaged by a storm.

Clearly, the men had no idea how to care for the young female's hair.

Bai Cang followed her gaze and looked down at Tuanzi, his eyes softening as he said, "Tuanzi was very happy to know you were back. He was making a fuss the whole way, but he got so tired that he fell asleep before we even got home."

He chuckled softly, instinctively pulling the little one in his arms even tighter.

A faint smile appeared on Fu Ying's lips. He reached out and wrapped his arms around Tuanzi and Bai Cang together, nuzzling against his neck.

She said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

Bai Cang's jaw was clenched, and her drooping eyelashes cast shadows on her beautiful face.

He pursed his lips slightly and said softly, "...Don't scare people like that anymore."

Fu Ying blinked, twirling a strand of his silver hair between her fingers, and coughed lightly: "You know, your females are quite unusual. Perhaps something even more exciting will happen in the future? Of course, no matter what we do in the future, I will definitely take you with me."

Bai Cang frowned at her, his amber eyes swirling with dark emotions, his face full of disapproval.

However, when he caught the cunning in her eyes, he ultimately let out a sigh.

Fu Ying's gaze swept past Bai Cang and landed on Qing Lan at the very back, remaining silent throughout.

Of the three, Qinglan was clearly the one suffering the most.

He stood there, quietly watching her, his lips pressed together until they were white, his eyes reddened, his thin jaw taut, and his body trembling slightly, like a green bamboo soaked by wind and snow.

Fu Ying's heart softened suddenly, and the smile in her eyes grew even gentler.

She walked slowly to Qinglan, tilting her head to look at him: "Did I scare you?"

These gentle words made Qinglan's eyelashes tremble heavily, as if they had become the last line of defense that overwhelmed him.

He suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms with trembling hands. His breath was hot and disordered as he buried his face in her neck, like a drowning person grabbing onto a piece of driftwood. His ethereal voice was fragile and pitiful, even shrouded in despair: "I'm so scared."

"Let this never happen again."

"Please."

(End of this chapter)