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

Chapter 167 It’s him
Xie Guixue bent down and lowered her head to respond to her, not wanting her to feel uncomfortable standing on her tiptoes. She treated her gently like this, and her usually cold and aloof brows and eyes were no longer cold and lonely. Instead, her eyes were filled with tenderness and affection.

He gave her everything she wanted, wanting only for her happiness.

He loved her so much, it was as if there was a touch from the soul, so he also wanted to have a real, substantial relationship with her, which was to form a bond.

His movements were like the gentlest breeze in spring, so soft and slow, as if he were handling a precious treasure.

It's like savoring a sweet treat that's been waiting for a long time.

He felt like he had been waiting for a very long time.

However, Su Muyao did not obediently let him continue to be so gentle. Instead, she hugged him even tighter and responded to him with her own passion.

Xie Guixue's heart skipped a beat, and her breathing became disordered.

Their breaths mingled together, each breath carrying the intoxicating aroma of wine, as if the air itself was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus-infused wine.

"Returning Snow..."

"Yes, my lady, I'm here."

Su Muyao danced a dance, which made her a little more sober, but she still felt slightly tipsy.

Seeing how carefully Xie Guixue treated her, she leaned close to his ear and asked, "What are you worried about?"

Xie Guixue said in a clear voice, "I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and might hurt you."

He is not the villain he once was, so he was afraid of leaving a bad impression on her.

He treated her very carefully.

Su Muyao looked up at him, meeting his deep, icy eyes, and said softly, "I'm not that delicate."

These words seemed to give Xie Guixue great encouragement. Xie Guixue no longer restrained herself, and her breath came down. At first it was gentle, but later it was like a whirlwind, gradually engulfing Su Muyao.

When she could catch her breath, Su Muyao murmured, "Let's go to the sea of ​​flowers."

"it is good."

Xie Guixue carried her to the sea of ​​flowers.

The two lay in the sea of ​​flowers. Su Muyao was completely limp, looking at him with her brimming eyes, as if she were giving herself to him entirely.

Xie Guixue could feel the air temperature rising.

He reached out and gently covered her eyes.

Su Muyao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Xie Guixue felt as if a butterfly was fluttering its wings, stirring his heartstrings.

"Why are you covering your eyes?"

Xie Guixue said softly, "Because I'm afraid I'll lose control in a moment."

His feelings for her were not as cold as he appeared.

She might not be used to it.

He was afraid she wouldn't like him that way.

His self-control was completely useless in front of her; after just one kiss, he couldn't help but become greedy.

Su Muyao pulled his hand down and took the initiative, "If I'm different from usual, will you change, or feel scared by me?"

"No, no matter what you look like, you will always be my wife, and I will love you."

Su Muyao replied earnestly, "Me too."

As she spoke, Su Muyao pulled his finger to the tie of her clothes, encouraging him personally.

Xie Guixue's face flushed crimson, her slender fingers gently tracing a path.

The wind blew through the pale purple lavender, and the lavender petals seemed to fall onto their clothes, filling the air with fragrance and enveloping the two of them in a vortex of sweet aroma.

A gentle breeze stirred the lavender fields, creating ripples that made her feel as if her heart was beating faster with the swaying of the lavender.

The wind grew stronger, and the entire sea of ​​flowers swayed and fell in a flurry. The flower branches intertwined, and the sea of ​​flowers seemed to dance for their union, swaying in the wind and cheering for them.

……

She didn't know how much time had passed, but after forming the bond, Su Muyao fell asleep in Xie Guixue's arms.

At first, Xie Guixue was reluctant to sleep, wanting to just watch her like this. Later, as if sensing something amiss in his body, he drifted off to sleep. After he fell asleep, Su Muyao once again entered Xie Guixue's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

This time, she entered this place involuntarily.

She actually saw the image of a cat in his mind's eye.

When Su Muyao saw the snow-white cat, she was terrified. Her eyes widened in disbelief.

"Blue?"

Su Muyao named her pet cat Lanlan because his eyes sometimes emitted a bright blue light.

But didn't her pet cat die?
Why did I end up here?

It was still within Xie Guixue's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

Despite the many questions that remained, Su Muyao still felt excited and pleasantly surprised.

She was afraid it was a hallucination, so she cautiously walked over. "Lanlan, is that you?"

"Meow……"

It suddenly meowed and excitedly jumped into Su Muyao's arms.

Then it gently rubbed against Su Muyao, just like it had done countless times before.

It nestled gently against Su Muyao, looking very obedient.

Su Muyao's eyes instantly reddened, and her nose tingled. "Lanlan, you're still alive, aren't you?"

"Are you still alive? How did you get here? Can I take you out of here?"

Seeing the tears welling up in Su Muyao's eyes, it anxiously approached them and gently wiped away the tears with its tongue, meowing anxiously as if trying to comfort her.

Su Muyao felt that even the physical form of the creature she could hold was an illusion. "Lanlan, as long as you're alive, that's all that matters."

After a while, Lanlan suddenly fell into a weak sleep and then transformed into a pure white ice and snow spirit beast.

Su Muyao stared in shock, her eyes wide. "Gui Xue, you...you..."

Su Muyao was completely incredulous that Lanlan had transformed into an ice and snow spirit beast.

"How could this be?"

Su Muyao had never dared to think about these things before, let alone this point.
But looking at it now, she realized that her cat pet in her previous life did indeed have some similarities to the ice and snow spirit beast.

Realizing this, Su Muyao's heart began to pound.

Her eyes were red. "Gui Xue, is it you? Is it really you?"

At this moment, Su Muyao called Xie Guixue, but he still did not wake up.

Immediately afterwards, a force sent Su Muyao out of her mental sea.

She tried to wake up, but found herself in a deep sleep from which she could not wake up.

In her dream, she entered a fog.

She slowly walked forward, following the mist.

Then she saw herself from her previous life.

At that time, she was eighteen years old and went back to her hometown to pay respects to her ancestors. That day, there was thunder and lightning and a torrential rain. In the old house, she found a small, pure white cat. It was badly injured and bleeding. It was lying on the ground, motionless, and seemed to be dead.

But when a bolt of lightning struck it from the sky, it suddenly woke up again.

The moment it woke up, its pale white fur suddenly became even shinier.

When it opened its eyes and saw her, it seemed wary at first, moving its weak body backward, but bloodstains appeared on the ground.

When Su Muyao saw the adorable kitten, especially since it appeared in the ancestral home, her heart softened. "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. You're injured, there's medicine in the room, I'll treat you."

She smiled gently at it, and gradually, he seemed to relax his guard and let her get closer.

Su Muyao gently picked her up and took her inside to treat her wound.

At that time, the apocalypse had just begun, and she had just awakened a weak wood-type ability, so she used her wood-type ability to heal it.

(End of this chapter)