My beast husband is weak and can't take care of himself

Mo Jiushao was embraced by someone and moved closer and closer to the man in front of him.

Lance's nose was filled with the scent of this female, and he suddenly whispered, "Jiushao smells very special."

He always couldn't help wanting to get close to her, possess her, and even wanting to devour her.

Mo Jiushao silently hugged his neck, brushed away Lance's long silver-white hair that hung down on the side of his face, and moved it behind his head, revealing his face and his red and blue eyes. He placed his hot palm on his slightly cool cheek and smiled at him: "Lance, I miss you."

After returning from the Continent of Death, Lance was busy with the integration of the fallen beasts into the Tide Tribe. Their meeting times overlapped, and they rarely met each other.

Lance pressed his forehead against hers and asked gently, "What's wrong?"

Mo Jiushao shook his head.

Now nothing has happened, and there is still no sign of what is happening with the tiger tribe. She has no way of telling him that her guilt stems from an unintentional mistake in her previous life.

His little female had many secrets, and she didn't want to tell, so Lance didn't force her.

Lance held her in his lap, thought for a while, and picked a topic that she should be interested in: "Tomorrow, I will bless Shi Yan's cubs. Do you want to come and see?"

"miss you!"

The most important thing is that Mo Jiushao wants to stay with Lance.

Moreover, blessing? In her previous life in the tribe, she had never heard of such a term. It seemed to be some kind of ritual.

Mo Jiushao asked doubtfully: "What good will it be for the cub to receive your blessing?"

Lance smiled and didn't answer her, but just said, "We'll know tomorrow."

Lance touched Mo Jiushao's face, his eyes were gentle, and he said with a smile on his face: "You have performed very well these days. Do you want any reward?"

Whether it's dealing with ethnic conflicts today, enriching the tribe's food recipes in just a few days, or seriously learning the tribe's writing...

She did a great job, that's enough!

Mo Jiushao's breathing became disordered for a moment when she heard this. She stared at Lance, their breathing blended together, causing the temperature of the cave to rise. She said in a low voice, "Does what you said after you devoured Mil last time still count?"

Lance, who had an exceptional memory, immediately recalled that sentence.

While Lance was silent for a while, Mo Jiushao had already pressed Lance on the bed. She sat astride Lance's waist and then unbuttoned the buttons on Lance's robe one by one. His white and strong chest muscles were exposed to the air, and looked particularly nice to touch.

Mo Jiushao obeyed her heart, her fingertips fell on Lance's chest without any hindrance, and then slowly moved down. She slowly leaned over to Lance, first kissing the corner of his eyes in his surprised eyes, and then kissing his lips.

Mo Jiushao did not close her eyes. She clearly saw her own reflection in those mysterious eyes, as well as a barely perceptible desire that seemed to be aroused by her actions.

Mo Jiushao's eyes were smiling, and the tip of his bright red tongue poked out slightly, soft and flexible.

She had a very thorough understanding of the knowledge taught by Lance in her previous life, and she was now using it on Lance.

Lance raised his eyes slightly, his red and blue pupils were deep.

He allowed the female to seduce him, his slender fingers caressing the female's back, and while she was taking a breath, he whispered in an ambiguous tone, "Are you sure you're ready?"

Lance's fingers seemed to have magic. Just a slight touch made Mo Jiushao's waist soften. She listened to Lance's questions, did not answer, and then kissed him on the lips again.

This time, Lance took the initiative, holding her neck and deepening the kiss.

Lance's kiss was so gentle that Mo Jiushao unconsciously closed her eyes and entangled with him. Her tongue was dexterous and soft. She slowly wrapped around Lance's neck, leaving no space between them.

The kiss felt so comfortable that Mo Jiushao couldn't help but let out low whimpers.

She longed for Lance both emotionally and physically.

Lance gently stroked the female's back and neck, and when he felt satisfied, he tilted his head and licked the saliva that overflowed from the corner of her lips.

Mo Jiushao trembled: "Hmm——"

Lance noticed that the female's body was softer, and his kisses became more suffocating and lingering.

Orcs are loyal to their desires, and Lance is no exception. Since he has already been aroused, he will never let go. He covers the female under him when she is distracted and infatuated.

Mo Jiushao gasped because of Lance's action, then hooked his arms around his neck and whispered softly: "Lance——"

Lance responded patiently, stroked her fluffy bunny ears, and then leaned over——

Orcs are particularly sensitive when they show their animal form. Mo Jiushao felt the tingling sensation from her rabbit ears almost made her scream. She couldn't help but shed tears and hooked her arms around his waist: "Come on!"

Lance smiled, lowered his eyes and lightly kissed the tears from the corners of the other's eyes, and finally whispered a word in the female's ear: "Don't worry, we have plenty of time."

Mo Jiushao's heart skipped a beat, his eyes reddened, and he asked uncertainly, "Really?"

Is there still time? Will such painful things happen again?

Lance didn't understand why the female was so excited, but he still responded, "Yes."

Therefore, after receiving the response, Mo Jiushao's heart was full and there was no room for anything else.

She tightened her grip on Lance, her eyes sparkling, and with her head lowered, she placed light kisses on Lance's neck one after another.

Lance paused, then leaned forward, his eyes flickering, and asked in a very tempting way: "Jiushao, do you want to be with me forever?"

Mo Jiushao naturally agreed, as that was exactly why she came here.

She smoothed Lance's hair that was scattered on his shoulders, with a smile in her eyes: "I want to!"

Lance leaned over and kissed her, murmuring, "Don't regret it—"

Lance's movements were gentle and affectionate. Mo Jiushao found it difficult to remain rational under such an attack and could only hold Lance's arm tightly.

"Hmm...mm...slow down--"

Obviously, Lance wouldn't listen to her.

She reached out and touched the corner of Lance's eye, hooked him down, bit Lance's neck, and drank Lance's slightly sweet blood in big gulps.

Lance, who was thinking about how to make Mo Jiushao drink his blood, was stunned, but the situation at the moment did not allow him to think too much, and he just became more one with the female under him.

At that moment, a pair of snow-white wings spread out from the shoulder blades behind Lance, and the light flowed, with a sacred beauty that was beyond words.

This was when the messenger of God made a contract with Helan, and the power he could not control caused him to transform into a beast.

Mo Jiushao was drowsy and felt that she had just had a bizarre dream. She had no idea how she fainted.

When she woke up, she was still a little dazed.

It took her a few seconds to realize what had happened.

The night outside was still dark. She subconsciously stood up and lowered her eyes to look at her left chest. Looking at the familiar ancient totem, she reached out and touched it, feeling an indescribable power.

This totem was engraved on her body when she was entangled with Lance in her previous life, and she was marked as a priest.

As she returned to Blue Star, the totem gradually faded and disappeared.

Now, it has returned to her again, and Mo Jiushao feels that her heart is completely settled.

Moreover, thanks to the fact that she was dressed as a female rabbit, even though it was her first time, she did not feel any discomfort, only a sense of satisfaction.