With her spatial ability to raise beast husbands, the wicked female becomes the darling of the group

Chapter 121 The Dark Wolf's Allure
At this moment, he truly could not control his emotions, nor could he control his cold symptoms.

Xiao Jihan was surrounded by a deep sense of sorrow and depression.

It looked as if it was about to shatter.

Seeing him like this, Su Muyao couldn't harden her heart.

"Well, if you don't want to leave, then you don't have to."

"Come to a better mood."

"How about I help you control your cold symptoms first, and we can talk about the rest later?"

Xiao Jihan locked his gaze on her with his clear, deep eyes, which seemed to carry a hint of allure, and whispered, "Go to my room."

"It's not convenient for my wife to treat me here."

Su Muyao met his gaze and her expression faltered for a moment.

Why do I feel that Xiao Jihan's eyes are somewhat alluring at this moment?

In particular, his voice seemed to have become lower and more mellow for some reason, as if it had gained a captivating charm.

"Alright, let's go to your room first!"

Given Xiao Jihan's condition, we cannot allow his cold illness to flare up.

It's really not possible to treat his cold symptoms better in the courtyard.

Then Xiao Jihan quickly pulled Su Muyao's hand and went back to the room.

By the time Su Muyao realized what was happening, she was already in Xiao Jihan's room.

Moreover, Xiao Jihan waved his sleeve, and the door was locked from the inside.

Then Xiao Jihan lazily took off his clothes again.

"No, no need..."

Why is it the same as last time?

For Xiao Jihan, it was different.

“I know that the wife is more effective in treating this with acupuncture.”

"So I also want to get acupuncture, that way I can recover faster, otherwise the cold symptoms will flare up and I'll feel very uncomfortable..."

When he said the word "uncomfortable," Xiao Jihan's quiet tone became somewhat low and husky, as if it had a hook, captivating the heart.

Xiao Jihan's fingers slowly undressed, his deliberate movements seemingly incredibly alluring.

Those long, slender, jade-like fingers gently lifted the fabric of her clothes, slowly...

Su Muyao's eyes widened suddenly.

What... what are you trying to do?
Taking off clothes is like slow motion.

At this moment, Xiao Jihan's cold and aloof eyes fell on her, slightly disordered, and his breathing seemed to become a little lighter.

His coat fell down, and the temperature inside the room seemed to rise.

Su Muyao instinctively tried to turn around, but Xiao Jihan gently grabbed her hand.

The movements were gentle enough that she didn't feel any discomfort, but they also didn't let her break free.

At this moment, Su Muyao did not intend to use her special ability on him.

He was already suffering from a cold flare-up; if he were to fight, he might get injured.

Su Muyao tried her best not to look at his figure and looked up at him instead.

But then she met his dark, deep eyes.

His eyes were stunningly beautiful, and there seemed to be some turbulent emotions surging within them.

Su Muyao blinked and asked, "Xiao Jihan, are you sure you want acupuncture?"

"Aren't you afraid I might do something to you?"

"During acupuncture, I can render you unable to move."

She remembered that the last time she came to his room, he still had some thoughts of testing her.

Xiao Jihan naturally understood that he had made a mistake last time.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong last time."

Xiao Jihan didn't know what to explain, so he could only say sorry.

He lowered his head, controlling his voice, and said softly, "My lady, what I said before was true. As long as you want it, you don't have to do anything, and I will give it to you."

As he spoke, Xiao Jihan's face, as pale as snow, became extremely serious.

Xiao Jihan was usually a man of few words, but when he did speak, his voice was clear and pleasant to hear.

Like the melody of a guqin, it is serene and clear.

"Or, we can do it now."

He's fine with anything anyway.

Su Muyao's eyelashes trembled violently.

Her face turned red from those words.

This statement is both beautiful and ambiguous.

The temperature in the air is constantly rising.

What's wrong with everyone? She tried to calm herself down so as not to be led astray by Xiao Jihan.

Suddenly, a possibility occurred to her, and she asked, "Is it because you think forming a bond can enhance your abilities?"

Xiao Jihan revealed a bitter expression, feeling that all his words had become pale and powerless.

"No."

If he is unwilling, he will not be willing even if it could increase his strength.

But now he is willing.

Su Muyao leaned forward, wanting to see Xiao Jihan's reaction.

He didn't back down; he just stood there, letting her get closer.

He didn't dare to move closer, afraid she would back down.

He looked down at her, his eyes seemingly shrouded in a mist, obscuring the turmoil within.

Su Muyao tiptoed again and tentatively reached out to hug his neck. "Like this?"

Su Muyao tilted her head and looked at Xiao Jihan.

At this moment, Xiao Jihan could smell the pleasant fragrance on her body, and when he looked down into her clear and bright eyes, he couldn't help but be captivated.

His breathing became slightly disordered, and his icy eyes were no longer clear and serene; at this moment, they seemed to be stained with worldly thoughts.

It was as if he had fallen into the mortal world, waiting for her favor.

Xiao Jihan said in a low, hoarse voice, "Whatever my wife wants to do, I will cooperate."

"So, my wife, you can tell me..."

Seeing Xiao Jihan like this, Su Muyao trembled.

He did not dodge, nor did his body show any rejection or resistance.

So is what he said true?

Su Muyao suddenly couldn't do anything.

She quickly stepped back a few paces.

Xiao Jihan revealed a lonely and disappointed expression.

He had just been looking forward to her...

Xiao Jihan said in a low voice, "Actually, for my Dark Wolf Clan, intimate reassurance makes it easier to control their mania."

Xiao Jihan is not a Black Wolf Beastman, but a noble Nether Wolf Beastman.

Su Muyao's fingers trembled upon hearing these words.

"Let's try acupuncture instead."

"Acupuncture helps you recover faster."

Xiao Jihan sighed softly, "If my wife says acupuncture is necessary, then let's do acupuncture!"

Xiao Jihan went to bed and lay down.

When Su Muyao took out the acupuncture needles, she saw Xiao Jihan obediently lie down.

He looked at her with his clear, tranquil eyes, revealing her porcelain-like, flawless figure, tall and slender.

Their temperament and performance created a perfect contrast.

The sudden appearance of someone so serene and aloof, like a frosty person, creates a sense of restrained beauty.

"Okay, it might take a while, please bear with it."

"it is good."

Su Muyao took a deep breath, calmed herself, and placed the silver needle down.

At this moment, her expression was extremely focused.

But Xiao Jihan's purpose was not to cure the cold.

He no longer cares about his cold symptoms.

So when Su Muyao inserted the needles, Xiao Jihan let out a soft moan, low, husky, magnetic, and languid.

It also seemed as if they were suppressing something.

He gazed intently at her, his eyes filled with intense, restrained emotions, and even the corners of his exquisite eyes trembled slightly.

Pale yet exquisitely beautiful.

Moreover, his chest was rising and falling slightly, showing vulnerability and unbearable discomfort, and his muscles seemed to be flushed red.

Su Muyao was about to insert the needles, so she couldn't just ignore everything. When she saw this scene, her blood rushed to her head, her fingers trembled, and she almost dropped the silver needles.

"My lady, I'm fine, I can continue!"

This statement makes it sound as if they are doing something unspeakable.

Especially since his voice was so hoarse.

Su Muyao's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't concentrate at all. The silver needle in her hand fell to the ground, its sharpness piercing her skin...

Three chapters are presented today!

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