The wicked female is extremely fierce, but she's pampered by her seven beast husbands.

Chapter 336 Extra Chapter: A Small Test
Ling Chengen slept exceptionally well. Perhaps it was because she had been traveling for a long time and had finally returned to an environment that made her feel completely at ease. So as soon as she closed her eyes, her consciousness completely drifted away, and she felt as if she were wrapped in warm water at just the right temperature. Every breath she took carried away the fatigue that had accumulated in her body.

When I woke up again, the room was still dimly lit.

She raised her hand and placed it above her brow bone, pressing the back of her hand against her eyelids for a moment before slowly opening her eyes a crack.

After her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she rubbed them and finally saw everything around her clearly.

Her skin was so white it seemed to glow, and her beautiful, sexy collarbone had clear, smooth lines. Ling Chengen stared at the white chest in front of him and fell into deep thought.

For a moment, I couldn't tell if I was dreaming or if I had really woken up.

After she completely removed her hand from her eyes, Chongzhen's sleeping face came into view.

She leaned back slightly, looked at him for a while, and then realized that he had slept with her last night.

However, she had absolutely no recollection of it.

I only remember that he ate with me last night...

After eating, I think I fell asleep in a daze.

Perhaps she hadn't slept too deeply, because before Ling Chengen could even get up or make any big movements, the man beside her slowly opened his eyes. When his gaze met her clear black eyes, his large, beautiful fox-like eyes curved into crescents. He unconsciously rubbed his cheek against the soft pillow, raised his head slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Awake?"

Ling Chengen nodded and gave a soft "hmm".

Seeing that her eyes were clear, Chongzhen covered his mouth with his hand, slowly yawned, moved a little closer to her, looked down at her lips, and asked softly, "Take a day off today, will you stay with me?"

Ling Chengen didn't react for a moment. After a few seconds of stunned silence, he subconsciously asked, "Are you in your reproductive period?"

No, Chongzhen's breeding season is in late spring and early summer, and it's already autumn... He has never experienced any breeding season disorder, so it shouldn't be him.

Chongzhen paused for a moment, then grabbed her right hand that was under the blanket and slowly moved it towards him. His earlobes gradually turned red, but his movements were very firm, and he controlled the force just right so that she couldn't break free.

As he guided her hand to his body, Ling Chengen's eyelashes drooped slightly and trembled gently.

Chongzhen's Adam's apple bobbed a few times with impatience, and he squinted slightly as he said, "It's not your breeding season, so you're unwilling to spend some time with me?"

Ling Chengen felt slightly embarrassed, looked up into his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I've been too busy lately and have neglected you a bit..."

"I don't need your apology."

As the pressure from the palm increased, Chongzhen's eyelids trembled violently, and her voice tightened involuntarily.

"More than an apology, I hope you can..."

He tilted his head and whispered in her ear, the last breathy sound carrying a hint of eroticism, so faint as to be almost imperceptible.

Ling Chengen gently scratched her cheek with her other hand. Her brain was still working in fits and starts, but the sensation under her hand was real and intense. She could no longer ignore Chongzhen's straightforward and eager desire.

Men do have more vigorous blood and energy in the morning, and male orcs are no exception; in fact, they tend to be even more intense and obvious in this regard.

Because she had been away on a business trip for a long time, she hadn't had a romantic relationship in a long time. The pressure of work was immense, and sometimes she really needed some ways to relieve it. So when Chongzhen took the initiative to flirt and seduce her, she didn't show any sign of rejection.

Seeing that Ling Chengen did not push her out of bed, Chongzhen realized that today would definitely be successful.

Ling Chengen lay relaxed on the bed, letting him move his hand around, and said with a slight smile, "Did you come over last night just to..."

Chongzhen has fair skin, especially since he has rarely gone out on fieldwork in the past two years and spends most of his time working indoors. As a result, his skin is as white and lustrous as a pearl, and his skin feels exceptionally smooth and tender to the touch, like a piece of warm jade that has been polished to a glossy sheen.

Although Chongzhen is good with words, he is not brave enough when it comes to actual action.

He simply held her hand and touched it against his body a few times. He was like a clam that had been stimulated, tightly closing its shell. He awkwardly moved her hand away from his waist, his fingertips gently pinching her wrist bone, as if he had grabbed a hot potato, wanting to let go but unwilling to.

Ling Chengen withdrew his hand from his burning palm and, unsurprisingly, saw the dejected look in his eyes. He sighed softly, rolled over and pushed him flat, pressing half of his body gently against his right arm. His right fingertips pressed against his bare chest, and with a condescending expression, he critically stroked his beautiful bones.

He had exceptionally beautiful eyes, possessing both the unique charm of the fox clan and the innocence and clarity characteristic of canines. He usually appeared fierce but was actually quite conservative and reserved in his marital life.

Chongzhen's heart pounded violently, and the heat from her ears gradually spread to her face, turning her fair and jade-like face red. She turned her head slightly, a little uneasy, but couldn't help stealing glances at her expression, as if trying to confirm something from it.

Because the temperature is slightly low in the autumn mornings, the blankets were still pulled up quite high after waking up. Ling Chengen didn't notice the abnormality on Chongzhen's body at first. He just rested his chin on the crook of Chongzhen's collarbone, gently blew air behind Chongzhen's ear, and laughed, "Are you nervous?"

Chongzhen shifted uncomfortably, and just as he was about to say something, Ling Chengen's body pressed down on him.

But the next second, her brows furrowed slightly, and she propped herself up, asking in confusion, "What did you put on you? It's so uncomfortable."

Chongzhen coughed lightly, then guiltily looked away. Ling Chengen had already pulled open his already loose pajamas, staring at his chest with a blank expression...

She looked up at him, pinched his chin with her hand to force him to meet her gaze, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Pretty fancy, huh? Who taught you that?"

Chongzhen was so embarrassed she was practically fuming. She glared at her fiercely one last time, then said in a defiant tone, "Who else could you have learned that from? Isn't that how you and Su Weihua play?"

Ling Chengen paused for a few seconds, then slightly bent his fingers to hook the slender, delicate chain on his chest. Looking at the red and swollen areas on his body, he frowned slightly and asked, "Doesn't it hurt? You wore it all night?"

Chongzhen had already started to slack off, his arms around her waist, and he frowned as he said, "Just a little bit."

Ling Chengen reached out to help him take down the decorations, but he stopped him.

Chongzhen asked, puzzled, "Do you not want me to imitate him and do these things? Or do you dislike me...?"

Ling Chengen pinched his cheek, interrupting him directly. He hooked the thin chain with his right fingertip and tugged at it, causing him to gasp in pain and his face to turn pale.

"With your constitution that's so afraid of pain, why would you do all this stuff? Aren't you just asking for trouble?"

Chongzhen watched as she took off the ornaments and untied the ropes he had spent so much time tying up last night. He said somewhat sullenly, "I knew you liked his reserved and brooding personality. If it were me, I would be a completely different person."

Ling Chengen pulled the rope out from behind his waist, looked at the red marks left on his body, and said speechlessly, "You are you, and he is him. You don't need to learn how he treats me. It's more important to be comfortable yourself."

Seeing her throw the toys under the bed, Chongzhen said disappointedly, "What's the most comfortable way for us to get along?"

Ling Chengen thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I can't really explain it, but things are actually quite good as they are right now."

Chongzhen was still unconvinced and said, "You have no desire or passion for me..."

"What is it that I don't like? My face? My figure? Or that..."

Seeing that he was talking more and more outrageous, Ling Chengen lowered his head and covered his mouth, sighing helplessly, "Why do you have to compare everything with others? You are usually very smart, so why do you have to be so stubborn about this kind of thing? Why do you have to compete with yourself?"

Chongzhen grabbed her hand as she was about to throw the rope, snatched it back, and said, still unwilling to give up, "Shall we try? Let's try again—"

His tone became pleading, and his eyes welled up with tears.

An overwhelming desire gently rubbed against her thighs, his hands clinging tightly to her body like vines.

Ling Chengen, worn down by his nagging, finally gave in. After binding Chong Zhen's hands with rope, she straddled his waist, looking at his seductive gaze, and hesitated, "Are you really going to tie me up? Don't you feel uncomfortable being controlled?"

He must have found this rope last night; it has a lot of burrs on it and feels prickly to the touch.

Ling Chengen didn't want to use it, but he wouldn't let him throw it away.

So she's in a bit of a dilemma now.

Chongzhen twisted her waist, raised her hands above her head, glanced at the bed railing, and said with unusual excitement, "Hurry up, stop dawdling."

Ling Chengen gritted his teeth slightly: "..." He had better not cry later!

Ling Chengen thought for a few seconds, and taking advantage of his inattention, he threw the rope outside. Looking at his slightly widened eyes, he glanced at the hair ribbon tied on his long hair, hooked the red hair tie with his fingertips and untied it, casually wrapped it around his fingers, and looked like he was just doing it perfunctorily.

Chongzhen stared into her eyes and said, "Could you be any more perfunctory?"

Ling Chengen raised an eyebrow and said, "Then let's call it a day. I was just thinking of taking a break today."

Chongzhen immediately shut her mouth, pinching her hair tie and saying, "Okay, okay, okay."

He twirled his hairband with his fingers, looking completely absorbed in his role, and said, "That's fine..."

Anyway, he was just curious and wanted to try this kind of thing out of curiosity, so there's no need to take it so seriously.

After all, apart from the battlefield, he was never subject to anyone's control at any other time.

Being unable to control one's feelings actually makes one feel very insecure.

Not only did Ling Chengen dislike it, but he was also not used to it.

However, he was still quite curious about what Ling Chengen would do to him in this situation, whether he would amplify his dark side and do whatever he wanted to him.

Just thinking about it is exciting.

Chongzhen hooked the ribbon buckle with his index finger. The ribbon was only one finger thick, cut from the fabric of his cloud-patterned robe, light and flowing, dyed with madder, and it fit perfectly around his red hair. The fabric of the cloud-patterned robe had a characteristic: it was not durable. Although it was thin and breathable, it was not very strong.

This kind of headband doesn't even require much force; it can be torn off with just a few fingers.

It was wrapped around a few of his fingers, like a bow tied to a gift box.

Ling Chengen couldn't understand his thought process at all. He looked down at him for a while and saw that he was getting more and more energetic. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This person really has a... peculiar way of thinking.

Chongzhen's eyes gleamed, and he twisted his body, saying, "Why aren't you moving? Do you need any more props?"

"A small leather whip? Or a goose feather..."

Ling Chengen reached out and covered his bright eyes, saying seriously, "Let's have a good talk first. Who did you learn all this from? Neither Su Weihua nor I have ever used these things, so don't tell me you learned them from him!"

Chongzhen's eyelashes were very long, and she quickly swept them across her palm before whispering, "Ahem... I handled a complaint case a while ago. It was about a young couple who lived in an apartment building. They had been complained about for noise many times, but the neighborhood management hadn't done a good job. I happened to be there that day, so I went with the neighborhood office staff to visit them..."

The specific reason for the complaint was that the young couple's nighttime activities were too noisy. Although the residential building had some simple soundproofing, it wasn't very effective, so the surrounding households were bothered by the noise every night.

Residents with partners are fine, as they can find solace with their companions at night. But it's tough on the single residents, who are forced to eavesdrop, causing them to become agitated and unable to do anything about it. They end up suffering from insomnia night after night, and finally, in their anger, they go to the neighborhood office to complain after dawn...

Chongzhen didn't understand these things at first, but the young couple wasn't very particular. When the neighborhood committee staff came to their door, their door was wide open, and both of them had flushed faces from what they had just done. The male beastman living there hadn't even tidied up the room or living room, and he was still bound with ropes, with red whip marks remaining on his body...

At first, he thought it was domestic violence and wanted to intervene, but he was told it was just playful banter between the young couple, which made him very embarrassed.

But after the initial awkwardness, all that remained was curiosity.

So I secretly inquired about it and learned some tips on how couples can get along.

Today was just a trial run, but unexpectedly, it ended in failure...

However, Ling Chengen was easily swayed, and after some persuasion, she finally agreed to give it a try.

After a period of learning from others, he was no longer the naive person who suspected domestic violence at the sight of whip marks. He felt he had reached the next level, and it was said that these taboo techniques could maximize the stimulation of his partner's lust...

Ling Chengen was usually too cold to him, so he decided to try and see if he could glimpse the powerful lust deep within her heart.

After listening, Ling Chengen was at a loss for words: "..."

Chongzhen is, sometimes, really... too complicated.

Do not understand.

I really don't understand.

Looking at his eager expression, Ling Chengen finally sighed deeply and sighed with emotion.

Oh well, as long as he's happy.

They're just some simple games; if he wants to play, just play with him.

Ling Chengen leaned down and silenced his muttering mouth. His right hand traced the lines of his right shoulder and upper arm, rhythmically caressing the sensitive skin on the inside of his arm. He roughly pulled open his loose pajamas and slowly and gently stroked every muscle on his body that was tense with excitement and trembling...

He was quite thin; he had very little fat under his skin, let alone excess fat.

Therefore, when his waist and abdomen are taut, you can see many visible veins on the surface.

Those areas were covered with tiny bluish-purple blood vessels. It didn't take much force; just the warm breath sweeping over those areas made him tremble slightly. His eyes closed slightly with tension, and his calves and insteps tensed up, leaving deep marks on the sheets.

Chongzhen naturally couldn't stand this torturous method. Her eyes quickly turned red and filled with tears, and she cried out that she couldn't take it anymore before she was even halfway through.

Unfortunately, once the arrow is released, there's no turning back.

Ling Chengen's personality was already bad, especially since he had asked for all of this himself.

She was even less willing to stop halfway through.

On a late summer/early autumn morning, the temperature gradually rises.

After the first round ended, Chongzhen looked as if she had been pulled out of the water, her long hair wet and scattered on the pillow, her face carrying an amazing seductive look, along with a subtle sense of shame.

But upon closer inspection, one can actually see a hint of satisfaction and a touch of weariness in his eyes.

Ling Chengen sat on him, looking refreshed, and gently straightened his pajamas. With a smile, he teased him, "Want to do it again?"

Chongzhen's eyes widened instantly, her face filled with terror, and she cried out, "Again? It only just ended a little while ago..."