Back on Mercury, Yunyang had constantly worried about whether Pei Wenye would make it back alive. Even after being reunited with all her beast-husbands, she hadn’t been in the mood for anything intimate.
Now that everything had been resolved and they had returned safely home, she finally relaxed.
Looking at her eight beast-husbands, each handsome in his own distinct way and all of them irresistibly alluring, Yunyang felt a familiar itch in her heart.
It had been far too long since she had favored her husbands. At this point, she couldn’t choose between them.
Perhaps she should draw lots.
Yunyang decided that was a good idea. She cleared her throat and prepared to have her beast-husbands bring out their tokens.
A few of them had already obediently begun searching for theirs, having guessed what she intended to do.
But one of them refused to follow the rules. He transformed directly into his beast form and carried his elk jade token over, placing it in Yunyang’s palm.
The little Qilin’s round golden eyes reflected Yunyang’s figure. His tail swayed from side to side as he shamelessly played up his adorable beast form.
Once he had successfully drawn her attention, he finally spoke in a pitiful voice. “Female Master, you still haven’t marked me.”
The moment those words were spoken, everyone—including Yunyang—fell silent.
Female Master still hadn’t marked Cang Zhuonian?
Rong Jin searched his memory and realized that it really was true.
After Cang Zhuonian had become Female Master’s beast-husband, she had only used her spiritual form to purify the contamination within him. But a union between spiritual forms did not count as a successful marking.
Although Female Master had previously approved Cang Zhuonian’s matching application, a male who had not been marked could not truly be considered a female’s beast-husband.
In other words, all this time, Cang Zhuonian had had the title but none of the benefits…
Rong Jin actually felt a little sorry for his rival.
The other beast-husbands had originally intended to join in the token-drawing, but after realizing the situation, they silently put away the tokens they had just found.
Their rival was pitiful enough. They might as well let him get Female Master’s mark first.
Seeing that everyone intended to yield to Cang Zhuonian, Yunyang went along with it.
She temporarily confiscated Cang Zhuonian’s elk jade token, then held out her hand toward the little Qilin, who had already transformed back into human form.
“Carry me to your room.”
“Yes!”
Cang Zhuonian excitedly scooped her up and hurried toward his room upstairs.
The door opened and closed, cutting off the gazes of the other beast-husbands.
Fu Shiyi raised his wrist and glanced at the time before being the first to stand and head toward the fitness area on the fifth floor.
Knowing that Yunyang and Cang Zhuonian would not be coming out anytime soon, the other beast-husbands gradually went off to attend to their own business as well.
Inside Cang Zhuonian’s room.
Seeing the excitement in the little Qilin’s eyes, Yunyang reminded him, “Take a shower first.”
There was no way Cang Zhuonian would refuse. He changed direction immediately and carried her into the bathroom.
As the lights came on, the bathroom door shut tightly.
Two blurred figures appeared behind the frosted glass, entwining and shifting against each other, remaining locked together for a long, long time.
Cang Zhuonian’s nose was filled with Yunyang’s scent. Her elegant, delicate fragrance carried a hint of youthful freshness, enough to ignite every last shred of his reason.
He tightened his arms around her firm waist and, like an eager dog, licked her from head to toe.
When the atmosphere reached its most heated point, he bared his neck without the slightest hesitation.
Yunyang understood at once. She lowered her head and left her mark upon him.
Feeling the faint sting at his neck, Cang Zhuonian’s eyes lit up.
He had finally been marked by Female Master!
The little Qilin was so excited that he could hardly contain himself.
In the bathtub, on the washbasin, across the smooth, gleaming floor…
Only after exploring every corner of the bathroom did Cang Zhuonian carry her back to the bedroom.
The bath towel meant to wrap around their bodies lay crumpled on the bed.
Broken whimpers were swallowed up, leaving only breathless sounds that made one’s face flush.
The little Qilin kept Yunyang busy for the entire day.
Whether it was because they had gone too long without doing anything intimate or because this was Cang Zhuonian’s first time being marked, Yunyang found herself unusually unable to endure it.
By the end, she no longer had the strength even to lift a hand. She simply collapsed into Cang Zhuonian’s arms and let him tend to her while he washed her again.
The cleaning process did not go particularly smoothly. In any case, by the time it was over, she had lost consciousness completely.
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Perhaps it was because she had spent several consecutive days without sleep aboard the starship, but Yunyang slept from the afternoon until noon the next day.
After waking, she stretched her limbs and instinctively rubbed her lower back.
Fortunately, all the soreness from before bed had disappeared.
Yunyang let out a long breath, glanced at the time on her wrist-brain, and hurriedly got up to wash and dress.
She was still in Cang Zhuonian’s room, so when she opened the door and stepped out, the first person she saw was Fu Shiyi, who had just come out of the room next door.
Yunyang blinked at him, then held out her arms as naturally as could be.
She really was becoming lazier and lazier.
Although she criticized herself inwardly, she still settled comfortably into Fu Shiyi’s arms when he picked her up.
Fine, she could be lazy.
She was no longer an overworked employee from her previous life. Why bother being so diligent?
Besides, she was simply giving her beast-husbands a chance to show off. It wasn’t as if she didn’t know that they enjoyed it too.
Fu Shiyi certainly did. He held Yunyang securely in both arms.
Perhaps because she was wearing only a nightdress, Yunyang could clearly feel the solid muscles of his chest. Without thinking, she reached up and gave them a stroke.
Fu Shiyi paused halfway to the staircase.
“Female Master, we’re having sweet-and-sour ribs for lunch.”
Yunyang nodded. “I can smell them.”
The fragrance of the sweet-and-sour ribs was strong. She had smelled it the moment she left the room.
She liked food on the tangy side, so whenever her beast-husbands made sweet-and-sour ribs, they always drizzled a final circle of fragrant vinegar over them just before serving. The sharp, mouthwatering scent had already awakened every craving in her stomach.
But why had Fu Shiyi suddenly brought that up?
Yunyang was a little confused.
The next moment, however, Fu Shiyi came to a complete stop. He turned around and pressed her against the railing in the hallway.
Yunyang’s movements were all confined to the railing’s narrow surface. She knew Fu Shiyi would never let her fall, but she still shifted her hips uneasily.
“What is it?”
Fu Shiyi lowered his head without a word.
He lifted the ruffles at the front of her nightdress, whose design was both delicate and alluring. The coolness of his lips passed through the thin fabric and landed against Yunyang’s sensitive spot.
He nipped at her gently.
Yunyang opened her mouth, about to make a sound, but Fu Shiyi sealed her lips with a kiss.
In the middle of the kiss, his silver-rimmed glasses slipped to the floor.
The several beast-husbands on the first floor had noticed what was happening upstairs long ago. They had also seen that Yunyang had taken the initiative to ask Fu Shiyi to carry her.
But Fu Shiyi’s subsequent actions were completely beyond their expectations.
The several beast-husbands sprang to their feet.
On the second floor, Fu Shiyi’s kisses gradually drifted away from her lips before settling beside Yunyang’s ear.
“Female Master, if you don’t want to eat sweet-and-sour ribs…”
“You can eat me instead.”
He was openly seducing her.
Yunyang lowered her gaze and saw the faint unease in Fu Shiyi’s eyes.
She suddenly understood.
Her Little “Sparrow” was afraid of losing her favor and wanted to please her.
Yunyang lifted her hand, slipped her slender fingers into Fu Shiyi’s dark-golden hair, and gently rubbed it.
“No. I still want to eat the sweet-and-sour ribs first.”
