"Xuan Yu, let me help you."
Compared to cold, tasteless nutrition packs, this kind of appetizing, steaming hot food was much more likely to win over Yunyang's stomach.
She immediately put away the insect core she hadn't fully absorbed yet, slipped on her slippers, and walked over, eager to take the two plates from Xuan Yu's hands.
She was hungry.
Xuan Yu shook his head, sidestepping her to set the two dishes on the dining table. Then he casually picked up a piece of tender pork rib and popped it into her mouth. "Just sit, my lady. Dinner will be ready soon."
He had used his ability to control the temperature beforehand, so the rib wouldn't burn her mouth.
With a mouthful of meat, Yunyang could only nod and take a seat in the chair pulled out by butler No. 2, savoring the flavor.
Qin Mo didn't dare to just sit idle. He could already tell that Xuan Yu had made a portion for him as well.
The two beast-husbands quickly finished setting the table.
Xuan Yu untied his apron and sat down on Yunyang's right.
Qin Mo refused to be outdone and took the seat on Yunyang's left.
The two beast-husbands took turns feeding her—one putting meat on her plate, the other adding vegetables. Yunyang was wedged in the middle, with no chance to serve herself at all.
This was only with two beast-husbands. If all five moved in, wouldn't she be living a life where food came to her mouth and clothes came to her hands?
Thinking about that image, Yunyang felt a little thrill.
In her last life, she had been worked like a mule for her company. In this life, it was finally her turn to enjoy herself!
Now this was a satisfying transmigration!
After dinner, she followed her usual routine of going out for a stroll to help digestion, then returned to her room to prepare for a shower.
Xuan Yu had been allowed to pick his own room. When he learned that Qin Mo's room was next to Yunyang's, he chose the room on the other side, also closest to her.
Inside the room, Yunyang was just about to take off her clothes when she heard a knock at the door.
She walked over and opened it, coming face to face with a pair of brown eyes.
Xuan Yu had changed out of the overly formal outfit he had worn upon arrival, replaced by a simple shirt with the sleeves loosely rolled up to his elbows, revealing his lean forearms.
He looked at Yunyang, darkness swirling in his gaze. "My mistress, let me serve you in your bath."
Yunyang suddenly became a stutterer.
She did enjoy being waited on by her two beast-husbands, but did she really need this level of all-around service?!
"Um... n-no, that's okay. I can, I can do it myself."
"Does my mistress find me repulsive?" Xuan Yu lowered his eyes, the corners of his mouth drooping. "I suppose it's only natural. A man of such a disreputable profession shouldn't hope to win my mistress's heart."
My female master allowing me to move in is already a blessing to me. I shouldn't ask for more.
A pair of frost-colored wolf ears suddenly popped out on top of his head, soft and furry, yet they drooped completely down.
Yunyang: !
She almost couldn't control herself as she walked over, standing on her tiptoes to touch those wolf ears.
So fuzzy, so furry!
In her last life, Yunyang had severe allergies. She'd wanted to keep a cat or dog but was afraid she'd go into anaphylactic shock—and then there wouldn't even be anyone to call an ambulance for her. So she had never dared to adopt one.
But she really, truly loved furry animals like that.
Seeing how much Yunyang liked his ears, Xuan Yu silently curved his lips upward.
He bent down on his own initiative, offering his wolf ears right into Yunyang's hands.
Yunyang couldn't stop squeezing them, and then she noticed a fluffy wolf tail appear behind Xuan Yu, brushing gently against her other hand dangling at her side.
Yunyang instinctively grabbed a handful of it.
So soft!
So poofy!
Xuan Yu's voice, tense with nervousness, rang out again. "I got so excited I couldn't control myself. Please, I beg you, my mistress, not to loathe me."
"No, no, I love it, I love it too much to hate it."
Yunyang was completely absorbed in the feel of that fur.
Thank god there were no allergies in interstellar space!!!
That sentence seemed to trigger something in Xuan Yu. He suddenly lifted his head, carefully took a step forward, and looked at her with a tense yet hopeful expression.
M-my mistress... do you like me too, then?
Yunyang blinked, snapping back from her daze.
She didn't lie for a second—she nodded. "I like your beast form."
Xuan Yu closed the distance a little more. "Then... can I serve you in your bath like this?"
Yunyang: "..."
Damn, she was tempted.
She hesitated for just a moment, but quickly reminded herself—this was her lawful beast-husband.
As long as both parties were willing, nothing they did was illegal!
Xuan Yu had brought it up proactively, so it was more than obvious he was keen.
Yunyang waved her hand magnanimously. "Approved!"
Having gotten the answer he wanted, Xuan Yu stepped forward with barely restrained excitement, but when he reached out to touch Yunyang, his movements became exceedingly careful.
He lifted her with utmost solemnity and carried her steadily into the room.
After the door closed behind them, Qin Mo, who had been hiding in the shadows at the turn of the stairway, finally stepped out.
He gritted his teeth.
That little wolf pup—where did he learn such a vixen's tricks?!
If it weren't for…
Qin Mo took a deep breath.
According to the information he'd received, his female master had only ever had one previously promised beast-husband — that Wei guy from last time.
But he hadn't sensed his mistress's mark on that Weizhuo, meaning his mistress was still untouched.
His rutting period had arrived early. If it happened tonight, he would inevitably lose control and hurt his mistress. That wasn't what he wanted.
He might as well let the little wolf pup have this one.
Even knowing the logic, Qin Mo still felt a bit dissatisfied.
Damn it, tomorrow he was definitely getting into a fight with that little wolf pup!
—
In the bathroom, Xuan Yu ran the bathwater before reaching for the buttons on Yunyang's clothes.
Since she had already agreed to let Xuan Yu attend to her bath, Yunyang didn't feel shy about the small details.
But she didn't expect a tiny piece of clothing to stump Xuan Yu entirely.
Five minutes went by, and he still hadn't figured it out.
But this also showed that Xuan Yu was genuinely clueless in this area, and truly clean as he had claimed.
Chastity is a man's best dowry!
Yunyang pressed her hand over Xuan Yu's. "You have to undo it like this."
With her guidance, the stubborn little garment came undone in less than ten seconds.
The darkness in Xuan Yu's eyes deepened.
Under the bathroom light, the edges of his mistress's skin looked almost translucent.
The pale pink appeared all the more delicate and tender.
His breathing grew a bit uneven.
Xuan Yu took a few silent, deep breaths, then lowered his gaze and lifted Yunyang into the bathtub.
His technique wasn't polished—as he bathed her, water splashed everywhere, soaking the shirt he was wearing.
The wet shirt clung tightly to his skin, outlining the muscles on his abdomen.
Gazing at his swaying wolf ears and tail, Yunyang said almost without thinking, "Xuan Yu, your clothes are all wet. Why don't you take them off?"
Even she was a little surprised at her own words.
Yunyang figured that it must have been the abs she'd touched in the daytime that had emboldened her, giving her the nerve to say such a thing.
But the words were already out, and she wouldn't take them back.
When there's beauty in front of you, why not look while you can!
Xuan Yu paused mid-motion as he was rinsing her off.
His gaze, almost sticky with heat, crawled all over Yunyang's body. After a moment, he lifted his hand and undid his buttons, one by one.
He moved slowly, like a film that's been paused at the most critical scene and then set to the lowest playback speed. Every single gesture pulled at Yunyang's heartstrings.
She reached a hand out of the water and grabbed the hem of his shirt.
"Xuan Yu... you're so slow."
