Below the photo was Cang Zhuonian’s latest message.
[Female Master, I’ve been back at the base for so many days. Could you take a look and see whether my abs have gotten soft?]
Yunyang: “……”
If he wanted to seduce her, he could just say so. There was no need to beat around the bush. It wasn’t as though she disliked looking.
Yunyang carefully admired the photo of Cang Zhuonian’s abs before replying with four words:
[They haven’t gotten soft.]
Come to think of it, she still hadn’t truly marked the little Qilin—not in the literal sense, anyway. A spirit form didn’t count as a mark.
With that thought, Yunyang immediately decided that once the little Qilin returned from the frontier planet, she would summon him to her room.
Of course, she wouldn’t leave the Tiger Cub and the little fox out, either. After all, they hadn’t been able to take part in her nightly selections these past few days.
Cang Zhuonian had no idea what Yunyang had decided. He was simply beaming as he stared at her reply.
Mistress had definitely seen the photo.
As long as she saw it, she wouldn’t forget him.
Cang Zhuonian had deliberately taken the photo of his abs for Yunyang.
Of the nine beastmen husbands, he was the only one who hadn’t been marked.
Only a male who had been marked could be considered truly bonded to a female—a male with a recognized mistress under federal law. That was far more convincing than any compatibility score.
Cang Zhuonian had always lacked a sense of security. He was afraid that after being away for so long, he would be forgotten, and that even after returning, he would no longer be favored.
That was why, before setting off for the insect planet, he had deliberately sent Yunyang photos of his abs to remind her of his existence.
Judging by her reply, she must have been very satisfied with his abs.
Overcome with excitement, Cang Zhuonian hid in the bathroom and took several more photos of his abs, each from a different angle.
If he got a moment to catch his breath on the insect planet, he would send them to Mistress.
She would definitely like them!
Yunyang certainly did.
But she preferred things she could actually touch.
After closing the chat window with Cang Zhuonian, Yunyang beckoned to Chen Yueli, who was helping her brew tea.
“Chen Yueli, come here.”
Chen Yueli immediately set down what he was holding and strode over. His eager manner made the other rivals wince with jealousy.
Jealous as they were, Xuan Yu still cut in before Chen Yueli could reach her.
“Mistress, are you hungry? I can get you some more biscuits.”
“Or is there anything else you want to eat? I can make it for you.”
Blocked by him, Chen Yueli gritted his teeth.
You good-for-nothing wolf cub! Mistress was clearly calling me. What are you butting in for?
The Black Panther shoved the frost wolf aside with complete confidence and pressed himself against Yunyang as he sat down beside her. He even used a clone to occupy the other side.
Then he lifted his shirt, took Yunyang’s hand, and placed it on his firm abs.
“Mistress~ Is there something you want me to do?”
Both of Yunyang’s hands were pressed against the Black Panther’s taut abdominal muscles. She shook her head and unabashedly ran her fingers over them several times.
She didn’t have anything for him to do. She simply felt like touching some abs.
Chen Yueli understood at once. He leaned even closer to Yunyang and whispered seductively, “Mistress, would you like to go to the bedroom and touch them?”
“The muscles in some other places are nice to touch, too.”
Yunyang raised an eyebrow.
Had this little Black Panther forgotten that she was still on her period?
Still, she had always been willing to indulge such invitations, so she gave him an ambiguous smile and nodded.
“Sure.”
Chen Yueli immediately withdrew his clone. After shooting Xuan Yu a triumphant glance, he picked Yunyang up and carried her toward his room upstairs.
Watching Chen Yueli’s retreating figure, Xuan Yu rolled his eyes disdainfully.
Stupid panther. What was he so pleased about?
Mistress was still on her period, and she had to go to the Purification Tower that afternoon. He was just asking for trouble!
He was going to research a lunch menu for Mistress instead.
On the second floor, in Chen Yueli’s room.
The moment they entered, Chen Yueli pulled off his shirt and let Yunyang touch him to her heart’s content.
Knowing that Yunyang liked things soft and furry, he didn’t forget to reveal his ears and tail. He even deliberately controlled his clone to transform into a miniature Little Black Leopard.
Yunyang once again experienced firsthand what an excellent ability clone manipulation was.
With one hand, she stroked the Little Black Leopard’s glossy fur. With the other, she slowly inspected every inch of Chen Yueli’s muscles.
It was practically paradise!
Her warm, soft hand kneaded his firm muscles, which gradually grew hotter beneath her touch. Before long, Chen Yueli’s breathing grew heavier.
His gaze slowly turned hazy and clinging. Then, he suddenly withdrew his clone and pulled Yunyang into his arms.
Through their clothes, Yunyang could clearly feel his rising body heat.
“Mistress, I want to……”
She had only left him out of last night’s selection, but since Mistress needed to rest for a day, he had been forced to endure it.
Now that she had teased him like this, he really couldn’t hold back much longer.
Yunyang maintained a calm expression.
“I’m on my period.”
Chen Yueli: “……”
Yesterday… had indeed been the twenty-third.
The Black Panther pouted in disappointment and pleaded, “Mistress, then can we use our spirit forms?”
“No.”
Yunyang knew her husband’s temperament all too well. They were at home, not in the Purification Tower. If she agreed, this Black Panther would keep going until he was satisfied.
She absolutely could not set that precedent.
She simply withdrew her hands and pushed Chen Yueli away.
“Take care of it yourself. I’m going downstairs.”
Before Chen Yueli could say anything to stop her, Yunyang had already decisively left the room.
Teasing her beastmen husbands every now and then was actually rather enjoyable~
Of course, there was another way she could have helped Chen Yueli. But when she remembered the soreness she had felt the last time she had helped Fu Shiyi that way, she lost all interest.
Besides, taking a cold shower would accomplish the same thing.
Yes, exactly.
Yunyang went downstairs without the slightest trace of guilt. Chen Yueli, left alone in the room, could only take a deep breath before turning toward the bathroom.
In the living room, the other husbands understood what had happened the moment they saw Yunyang come downstairs alone.
Xuan Yu and Rong Jin were positively delighted.
The two of them hurried over and stood protectively on either side of Yunyang.
“Mistress, would these dishes be all right for lunch?” Xuan Yu asked as he opened a light screen to show her the menu he had just prepared.
Yunyang glanced over it. Everything listed was something she liked.
She nodded. “That works.”
Rong Jin wasn’t in charge of cooking today, so he didn’t say anything. He simply followed Yunyang in silence.
Once Yunyang sat down on the sofa, Fu Shiyi handed her a cup of freshly brewed tea—the very pot Chen Yueli had only half finished brewing earlier.
Fu Shiyi had cooled it with his wind ability. It was pleasantly warm on the tongue, but not hot enough to burn.
Yunyang wasn’t particularly fond of savoring tea. She quickly drank a couple of sips to quench her thirst, then accepted the orange Pei Wenye had peeled for her and began eating.
Fuyuan sat in a single armchair, fiddling with a piece of mermaid silk. Yunyang leaned over to see what he was making, but Fuyuan suddenly hid it behind his back.
Yunyang swallowed the orange in her mouth and asked curiously, “Fuyuan, what is it? Is there really something even I can’t see?”
Fuyuan smiled at her before replying gently, “Mistress, turn around first.”
“All right.”
Yunyang turned around without hesitation.
She felt Fuyuan stand up, then untie her loosely bound ponytail and begin doing something with her hair.
A moment later, Fuyuan handed her a shell-shaped compact mirror the size of a palm.
“Mistress, take a look. Do you like it?”
