The evil female is weak and the males of the whole continent are out of control and fall.

Chapter 690 Almost lost control
The air on the balcony seemed to freeze, leaving only the sound of intertwined breaths.

Jiao Yin's deep blue eyes gazed into Bai Wanwan's eyes, where it seemed as if there were whirlpools that would suck in his reason and soul.

She tilted her head slightly, her lips glistening softly in the dim light, like pink petals glistening with morning dew, silently extending an alluring invitation.

He originally just wanted to get closer, even closer, to feel her presence.

But when his gaze was completely taken over by the crimson figure so close at hand, and his nose was filled with her sweet and reassuring scent, a longing that had been suppressed for far too long, originating from the depths of his blood, suddenly awakened like a dormant volcano, violently assaulting his crumbling reason.

“Wanwan…” His Adam’s apple bobbed, his voice hoarse and filled with a familiar longing.

Bai Wanwan did not reject him, but simply stared into his equally captivating eyes with her beautiful ones.

The next second, as if drawn by an invisible force, he could no longer restrain himself, and suddenly lowered his head to precisely capture her slightly parted lips.

At first, the kiss was tentative and cautiously tender, like a butterfly gently touching a flower's heart.

But that imagined dabbling crumbled the moment it was actually touched.

Her lips were a hundred times softer than he had ever imagined in his dreams, warm and full of life, making his blood boil instantly!
The pent-up emotions, suppressed for too long, surged forth like a flood bursting its banks, instantly shattering his proud self-control.

He has been an adult for a long time, and throughout the long years, he has endured each heat cycle alone with his strong willpower.

Only that one time, with her after she was drugged... that intoxicating and soul-stirring experience was deeply etched into his memory like a brand, making him crave more and more, and he was often tormented by that extreme pleasure and emptiness in his midnight dreams.

At this moment, the female he had longed for was in his arms, nestled against him, her intoxicating fragrance filling his nostrils.

How could he remain calm?
His breathing inevitably became heavy and disordered. The hand that had been holding her waist properly seemed to have a mind of its own, and uncontrollably, with a slight tremor, quietly slipped under the soft hem of her clothes.

When their palms touched that smooth, jade-like skin, both of them trembled almost imperceptibly.

His large, burning hands roamed and caressed her delicate waist and back with a mixture of awkwardness and longing...

Wherever she went, it was as if an invisible flame was ignited, causing her fair skin to quickly spread an alluring pink hue.

Bai Wanwan felt dizzy from his sudden, obviously lustful touch, and a strange heat seemed to surge through her body.

The image of their intimate embrace during that time, when their consciousness was in a daze, involuntarily surfaced in her mind. Her cheeks burned intensely, and her whole body felt weak. For a moment, she forgot to push him away.

His kisses grew deeper and more urgent, slowly withdrawing from her slightly swollen lips, leaving warm, wet trails along her long, white neck, which arched gracefully like a swan, as he explored downwards with a devout and greedy adoration.

Just as things were getting out of control,

With a creak, the door was suddenly pushed open, accompanied by Yan Lie's piercing voice: "Wanwan, you..."

His words abruptly stopped when he saw the scene inside the room.

In the misty rain, the two were locked in a tight embrace, their clothes disheveled. Bai Wanwan was half-pressed against the wall by Jiao Yin's tall body, and several clear and ambiguous red marks were already imprinted on her exposed shoulder and collarbone. Bai Wanwan was instantly jolted awake from her passion and subconsciously pushed Jiao Yin away.

Jiaoyin's entire body was screaming with desire, but when he was suddenly interrupted, a strong sense of irritation surged into his heart.

He had to forcefully suppress the surging desire within him, breathing heavily, and raised his silver-blue eyes, brimming with passion, to look at the uninvited guest at the door.

Yan Lie's gaze fell on Bai Wanwan's disheveled clothes and the glaring red mark on her snow-white skin.

He strode over, not even bothering to argue with Jiaoyin, and immediately reached out, somewhat clumsily but urgently, to pull up her slipped collar, covering up the suggestive marks completely. His tone was filled with undeniable concern: "It's cold in here, right in the draft! Hurry up and go inside, don't catch a cold!"

After losing many times to other males in their jealousy contests, Yan Lie has learned his lesson and will no longer easily show his jealousy on his face.

Especially since Jiaoyin just returned.

If Wanwan feels sorry for him, he will be the one who suffers more.

Bai Wanwan's cheeks flushed. She calmed her breathing and heart by adjusting her clothes and said in a forced composure, "N-nothing, I'm healthy and don't catch colds easily."

Yan Lie looked at her flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes, then glanced at Jiao Yin beside him, whose breathing had not yet calmed down and whose eyes were dark. Although he still felt a little sour, he was no longer as hostile as he had been at the beginning.

After all, Wanwan has already given birth to cubs for Jiaoyin, so it's a foregone conclusion that this male will become a member of the family.

He cleverly chose to change the subject, and his tone softened: "Wanwan, Father is recovering quite well. He was able to get out of bed and walk a few steps today!"

Bai Wanwan was indeed completely captivated by the news, and a look of delight appeared on her face. "You're up? I'll go down and see you right away!"

She straightened her slightly disheveled fur coat, no longer looking at the two men beside her with the subtly tense atmosphere, and quickly turned and went downstairs.

Just as I reached the top of the stairs, I heard Jiao Yuan's familiar and energetic voice ringing out from downstairs: "Don't worry, I feel full of energy right now, I'm perfectly fine!"

Bai Wanwan quickened her pace and saw that although Jiao Yuan's steps were still a little slow and unsteady, he no longer needed anyone's help and was slowly walking around the living room by himself, supporting himself against the wall.

To take care of the seriously injured family members, several extra fires were lit inside the house, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere.

"Father!" Bai Wanwan hurriedly stepped forward, carefully examining his complexion. "You've just recovered, and it's good that you can get out of bed and walk around, but you must not overexert yourself. If you feel tired, rest immediately, understand?"

"Alright, alright, I'll listen to my little bastard!" Jiao Yuan grinned from ear to ear. He could clearly feel that after he risked his life to protect her this time, Wanwan was genuinely close to and cared for him, her father beast. This made him feel that no matter how badly he was injured, it was all worth it.

He patted his chest, trying to show off his strength: "Father Beast, you're in great shape!"

After saying that, he seemed to suddenly remember something, his eyes flickered, and he leaned closer.

(End of this chapter)