Yunyang had no idea how to explain this.
After thinking for a moment, she replied: 【Weizhuo's ability level is too low, he can't match me. Anyway, he kept pestering to break off the engagement, so I agreed.】
Yun Conglan was amused.
【You're right, that kid is only A-rank, how could he be worthy of our Yangyang with S-rank mental power!】
【A man with no taste, breaking off the engagement with our Yangyang is his loss.】
【Gotta go now, your father and Uncle Bai are fighting again. Mom needs to go sort it out. Happy wedding, darling daughter!】
Yunyang's father, Feng Hao, and her Uncle Bai were the two most beloved beast husbands of Yun Conglan, so they would regularly get into fights over the right to serve her. This was something everyone in the Yun family had long grown accustomed to.
Yunyang sent a sticker back and was about to close the chat window when she noticed that her dear mother, in the midst of all her busyness, had sent her several files.
“One Hundred and Eight Techniques for Taming a Husband.”
“How to Make Your Beast Husband Devoted to You.”
“Ways to Balance Relationships Between Beast Husbands.”
And attached was a message: 【Darling daughter, these are all my years of hard-won wisdom. Make sure you read them.】
Yunyang: “...”
She opened the first file, took one glance, and fumbled to close it, her face burning bright red.
Mom, biological mom!
This is something you can just send?
She had to admire how open beast-people were about these things.
After calming herself down for a while, Yunyang burrowed back under the covers and scrolled through the Star Net for a long time, only closing her eyes to sleep after she yawned.
Sensing that its owner had closed her eyes, the room's lighting gradually dimmed until it shut off completely.
But at that moment, Yunyang suddenly remembered something and snapped her eyes back open.
Right, when she purified Qin Mo's contamination tonight, she felt like an extra surge of energy had appeared in her body.
Yunyang was no longer sleepy. She immediately used her mental power to examine her body.
Sure enough, besides her mental power, there really was another energy inside her now, only it was very faint.
This energy felt somewhat familiar, but Yunyang couldn't quite match it to anything in the original owner's memories for the time being.
She'd ask Qin Mo about it tomorrow.
No longer bothered by it, Yunyang fell back asleep.
With no work to worry about, she slept straight until ten in the morning.
After washing up, Yunyang didn't bother changing clothes and walked out of her room in her pajamas.
Anyway, the pajamas had built-in padding.
Besides, the only male in the house was Qin Mo, her own beast husband. Why should she care so much?
Comfort came first, obviously.
Steward Two had already been waiting at the door of her room and stepped forward the moment she walked out.
“Good morning, Mistress.”
Yunyang let out a small yawn before asking, “002, has Qin Mo gotten up yet?”
Yesterday, Qin Mo had mentioned he could take half a year of leave, so he shouldn't need to go to the Federal Army today. He shouldn't be out of the house right now.
Steward Two identified Qin Mo's identity and quickly replied in a flat mechanical voice: “Mistress, your beast husband got up two hours and seven minutes ago and went to the fifth floor.”
The fifth floor.
If she remembered correctly, that was the fitness area Yun Conglan had specially reserved when she bought the villa for the original owner.
He went to work out at eight? Qin Mo was way too disciplined.
But speaking of which, she'd never actually watched a handsome man work out before.
With a hint of excitement in her voice, Yunyang said, “002, go recharge yourself. I'll head to the fifth floor.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
002 obediently turned around and went back to the standby area on the first floor to charge.
Yunyang took the elevator up to the fifth floor.
The fifth floor was divided into a fitness area and a bathing area. The fitness area's wall was made entirely of transparent glass, so when she walked over, she could see Qin Mo at a glance, bare-chested, drenched in sweat.
She had to admit, there was a special charm to a male working out, especially one like Qin Mo with both good looks and a good body.
Yunyang didn't call out to him. She quietly slipped into the fitness area, sat down, and enjoyed the view of Qin Mo exercising.
He had noticed her the moment she'd stepped out of the elevator.
But catching the approval in Yunyang's eyes at his figure, he pretended not to see and kept working out.
His pants were long soaked with sweat, clinging to his skin and outlining the full shape of his lower body.
Yunyang: !
Beast-people really were gifted in every way.
She thought again of the “One Hundred and Eight Techniques for Taming a Husband” her mother had sent last night, and awkwardly looked away.
It was at that moment Qin Mo spoke up: “Mistress?”
He set down his equipment, wiped off the sweat, and quickly walked over.
“Why are you here? Did you eat the breakfast the kitchen left for you?”
“Not yet.” Yunyang turned her gaze back to Qin Mo. “Why are you at the gym so early?”
“A habit I picked up from the Star Male Academy.” As Qin Mo spoke, he moved closer, and the scent of a male filled Yunyang's senses all at once.
Standing face-to-face like this, it was hard not to notice his abs.
She'd seen them twice already, and she wondered what they felt like to touch.
“Can I... touch them?”
Seeing Qin Mo's stunned expression, Yunyang realized she'd blurted out what she was thinking.
Her whole face instantly burned. “I-I was just joking.”
Even in an open interstellar society, saying something like that to a man she'd only known for two days would be considered harassment, right?
Clearly, Yunyang was still underestimating how open the interstellar world was, and how scarce females were.
After a moment of daze, Qin Mo took the initiative to grab her hand and press it onto his abs.
There was a subtle hint of seduction in his smile. “Mistress, I'm your beast husband. My body and my heart belong to you. If you wish, you can do anything to me.”
The word “anything” was deliberately emphasized, making it hard not to suspect he was hinting at something.
The touch beneath her palm was hot and sticky, and Yunyang felt her entire being go up in flames.
Sure, she talked big, sure, her head was full of dirty thoughts, but actually putting it into practice? This was her first time, ahhh!
But honestly, Qin Mo's abs really did feel amazing.
Yunyang blushed and gave them a few more rubs before reluctantly pulling her hand back.
Qin Mo let out a low chuckle. He tightened his grip, pulled her close, and lifted her up with ease.
His motion was so sudden that Yunyang instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
Before she could protest, Qin Mo headed for the bathing area and explained on his own: “Mistress, I'll take you to wash your hands.”
Because she'd touched his abs, Yunyang had a handful of sweat that genuinely needed washing.
But!
Watching her pajamas gradually get dampened by the moisture on his body, Yunyang was a bit frantic. “Qin Mo, my clothes are dirty!!!”
These were the clothes she wore to sleep!
“I'm sorry, Mistress.” Qin Mo admitted his mistake with a good attitude.
He set Yunyang down on the sink counter, washed and dried his hands first, then opened his space button and pulled out a fresh set of clothes for her.
“Please make do with this set for now. I'll wash the ones you're wearing for you.”
Inside the space button was his dowry—besides the things his parents had prepared well in advance, there were items he'd hastily bought before coming here yesterday.
Such as the ingredients he used to cook last night and this morning, and another hundred sets of women's clothes and shoes in varying styles.
The information from the Marriage Center had Yunyang's body measurements, so there was no need to worry about sizing.
Looking at the brand-new dress, Yunyang's anger subsided a little, and she gave a light snort, saying, "I'll reluctantly forgive you."
Qin Mo breathed a sigh of relief, holding the new outfit as he asked, "Mistress, would you like me to help you change into it?"
