After transmigrating into the body of a wicked female, her beast husband's affection level incr

Fox looked into her eyes, as if trying to find a trace of falsehood and deception in that sea blue.

But no, her eyes only showed tension, tension towards him.

For a fleeting moment, he almost lost control and blurted it out.

He wouldn't break the bond, even if it was just for her to use him, he wanted to stay by her side.

But as the words were about to come out, another voice surged into my mind.

"If it weren't for your pretty face, and the fact that they said you'd be worth five fourth-tier beast crystals once you're grown up, I would have sold you and your useless father long ago."

That was the female he should call his mother, but even the woman who gave birth to him didn't love him.

She kept him around only so she could sell a few more high-grade beast crystals.

So how could he dare to entrust himself to this little female in front of him who claimed to be kind to them but had ulterior motives?

He wanted her to stop doing anything unnecessary and to stop swaying his decision.

He didn't want to end up like his father, kneeling on the ground begging and receiving no mercy in return.

But her warm breath fell on his face, and her fingertips were still cupping his face.

Anyway, there won't be many more opportunities like this, so why should he make things difficult for himself?

He closed his eyes and silently accepted her approach until their foreheads touched.

The pain in his nasal bone intensified with each passing moment, and although he gritted his teeth and endured it, his mind was restless.

The moment the little female's voice rang in his ear, the ever-increasing pain was dispelled and became less unbearable.

He watched as a pale blue light emanated from her body again, but the color was deeper than when he had comforted her last time.

Has her mental strength increased? But isn't a female's mental strength fixed upon reaching adulthood?

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice the little female in front of him was unsteady on her feet.

The moment she used her mental power, Xu Wan watched as the little blue flower in the system space withered away at a visible speed.

Her body felt like it had lost its support, and she instinctively wanted to lean against Hu Jiu's chest.

But considering that their contract was about to be dissolved, she withdrew her hand that was about to be placed on his shoulder.

When Hu Jiu came to his senses, he looked at her swaying body and curled up his hand that was supporting him on the bed.

When he reached out to help her, someone else moved faster than him.

"Wanwan."

Chen Shuang helped her lean against him, saying, "That's enough, stop trying to comfort her."

Why waste your energy on someone who has already decided to leave you?

Xu Wan shook her head. "I'm fine. I calmed her down quickly."

She reached out her hand to Hu Jiu, "I'm too weak, can we hold hands?"

Now that the contract has been dissolved, Fox Spirit probably won't like me getting close to her.

Before they break off their contract, they should minimize contact.

Chen Shuang helped her sit down on the animal skin bed, then pulled Hu Jiu's hand into her palm and glared fiercely at the stinky fox.

Fox lowered his eyes, looking at the hand in his palm that was a size smaller than his own. His heart tightened, and even the tearing pain on his face was overshadowed.

He murmured, "...Why?"

Why stay? Why appease him? I already said it's about using him, so why do so much more?

Xu Wan didn't hear what he said.

After the little blue flower grew bigger, she did feel that her mental energy was much more abundant than before.

However, she is not very good at controlling the intensity of her output. Once she starts using it, her mental energy is like a punctured balloon that cannot be stopped.

However, seeing that Hu Jiu's complexion was much better than before, she felt a little relieved.

"...Fox Spirit, how are you feeling?"

It still hurts.

In the past, he would have taken the opportunity to move closer to her and pretend to be in a lot of pain.

Not only do we need to comfort them, but we also need more physical contact.

He could only feel satisfied when he held her in his arms and saw that her gaze was entirely focused on him.

But now, seeing her sitting in front of him, pale-faced, he couldn't utter a single word.

"...It's okay, I'm much better now."

Hearing him say that, Xu Wan felt much more at ease.

"Next time you remove the scar on your forehead, your face will be completely healed."

She paused, trying to make her tone sound normal.

"Next time, I'll comfort you like this again. If you don't want to... we can just hold hands, okay?"

Just holding hands?

He looked down at the hand in his palm, and the wavering he had suppressed resurfaced.

Can he really accept that he has nothing to do with her anymore? Can he accept that she will no longer smile at him and will no longer care about him?

The thought that he would have nothing to do with her anymore and could never get close to her made the pain on his face seem to transfer to his heart, as if it were going to tear his heart into a ball.

He clutched his chest, his throat felt like it was blocked by something, and he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

Xu Wan was startled by his appearance. She hurriedly grabbed his shoulder and looked him up and down.

"Fox Spirit, what's wrong?"

The next second, she was held tightly in his arms, and Hu Jiu's voice was muffled, as if he had reached his limit.

"Wanwan, it hurts..."

Upon hearing his form of address, Xu Wan paused for a moment.

She reached out and hugged his back, patting him gently twice.

"I'm here, I'm here..."

With little mental energy remaining, there was no way to soothe the wound a second time.

She secretly swallowed a powerful tonic pill, and before she could even warm up the newly emerging spiritual energy, she converted it into a special ability and used it.

As she mentally calculated that the effects of the spiritual spring water were almost worn off, she tried to pull away from his embrace, but the hand around her waist tightened its grip.

"Wanwan, it hurts..."

"Does it still hurt?"

She was taken aback. This couldn't be right, could it? The quality of items produced by the system wasn't that bad, was it?

[Xu Wan, he's lying to you. The medicinal effects of the spiritual spring water have long worn off.]

The system's tone was ruthless in its revelation, and if you listened carefully, it even sounded a little angry.

That makes sense, since her mental strength is linked to the state of the little blue flower.

It's normal to feel a little emotional when you see your little flower, which you spend every day with, becoming listless.

At that moment, she completely forgot that the system had said it had no human emotions.

She looked down at Hu Jiu, who was still leaning on her shoulder and refusing to let go, and was momentarily at a loss.

Pushing it away is not an option, nor is not pushing it away.

Chen Shuang couldn't stand it any longer. He took a few steps forward, grabbed Hu Jiu's shoulders, and pulled her away from her.

Without pulling back, Fox Jiu's back slammed against the wall with a dull thud that sounded painful.

"Stop pretending! Wanwan shouldn't have cared about you at all; she should have just let you suffer!"

He saw it all, and that stinky fox stopped trembling and even lied to Wanwan, saying she was in pain.

Letting her waste her mental energy like this is just asking for trouble!

"Chen Shuang..."

Xu Wan didn't want them to argue, but before she could finish speaking, Hu Jiu interrupted her.

He leaned against the wall, a nonchalant smile still on his face.

"She is still my mistress."

His gaze fell on Xu Wan's face. He clearly wanted to ask her how she was feeling, but what came out of his mouth was something else entirely.

"The female master promised to appease me, she won't go back on her word, right?"

The way they address each other has changed again.

She had never found those two words so jarring before. She looked away and pointed towards the door.

"I won't go back on my word. You can leave once you've washed your face."

Fox Jiu didn't rush to get up. He touched the scar on his forehead, as if confirming something.

"Mistress, when will we finish for the last time?"