Who understands? The aloof female ruler always flirts without even realizing it.

Karandal's Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.

His icy blue eyes darkened instantly, like the deep sea before a storm, and all his calm and self-possessed defenses crumbled at that moment.

The fatigue accumulated from days of fighting seemed to be instantly dispelled by an even more surging current of heat, replaced by a long-suppressed desire that was completely ignited.

Looking at the male insect in front of her, who had washed himself nicely, dressed attractively, and was even inviting her with starry eyes, where was the fierce look that had threatened to self-destruct his consciousness in the communication a while ago?

It was clearly a little fox that had carefully set a trap, waiting for its prey to walk right into it.

"you……"

His voice was terribly hoarse, carrying a thoroughly aroused desire and a barely perceptible premonition of impending loss of control.

He reached out and almost fiercely pulled the powerful man into his arms. The cold metal buckles of his military uniform pressed against the other man's warm skin, causing a slight shiver.

"You really need to be taught a lesson."

These words sounded like a threat, but judging from his eyes, which were already as dark as the deep sea, and his slightly rapid breathing, they seemed more like a prelude to surrender.

Shen Yan was not afraid at all; instead, he laughed triumphantly. His tail hook had already reached out restlessly and wrapped around Kalandel's strong calves with an undeniable intimacy.

The tip, like the most sensitive detector, gently rubbed against him with a teasing rhythm. He tilted his head back and kissed the beautifully shaped yet taut jawline of the female soldier.

"So...how does my wife want to punish me?"

His tone was innocent and naive, as if he himself was not the one about to be "punished".

This undoubtedly adds fuel to the fire.

Without another word, Kalandal wanted to kiss those lips that always uttered seductive words.

However, Shen Yan deftly turned his head to dodge, and while being tightly embraced, he nimbly spun around and switched positions, now pinning his wife between the cabin wall and his body.

One hand was still wrapped around the female soldier's waist, while the other hand was raised, and the fingertips slowly traced the female soldier's bobbing Adam's apple.

"Is this how you tidy it up?"

He lowered his head slightly and leaned in to kiss Karandal's slightly parted lips.

The shadow of war still loomed over the outside world, but in this small cabin, only the comfort and warmth of his successful, hearty meal flowed quietly within him.

Shen Yan curled up contentedly in Kalandel's arms, feeling that all her previous forbearance had been rewarded in this moment.

……

Morning light streamed through the portholes, gilding the cabin with a soft golden hue, while fine dust motes danced lightly in the beams of light.

Shen Yan woke up refreshed and sighed softly with satisfaction. He turned slightly to the side, his gaze naturally falling on Karandel beside him.

My wife is still sleeping soundly, her handsome features appearing especially serene in the morning light.

Shen Yan watched quietly for a while, a tenderness that she herself did not realize rippled in her eyes.

He reached out, his fingertips carrying no intention of mischief, but rather gently brushing across the other's brow, as if to smooth away any possible traces of a dream.

Perhaps the touch was too gentle, for the female insect's thick eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened them.

Her icy blue eyes were initially somewhat misty, but the moment they focused on Shen Yan's face, they clearly reflected warmth and complete trust.

"woke up?"

The male's voice was slightly hoarse from the morning air. His hand naturally covered the female's lower back, gently massaging it with just the right amount of pressure.

"How are you feeling? Is this area uncomfortable?"

As a gentle massage came from his waist, Karandel breathed a sigh of relief.

Without flinching, he instead pressed closer to the master's palm, his deep voice filled with the comforting warmth of being cared for:

"Won't."

He paused, his gaze falling on the other person's concerned face:

"With you here, everything is fine."

These words felt as if a feather had gently brushed against Shen Yan's heart, sending ripples of sweet tenderness through her.

He chuckled softly and, in a hugging motion, pulled Karandel closer to himself.