The Beast World's Pet: The Gorgeous Beast Husband is Too Tempting

He ran his palm across the fair and smooth skin of the little female and felt his palm tighten.

He tried to regulate his breathing again, trying to focus on the movements of his fingers without distraction, and trying to keep a calm face.

Yan Qiling saw that he was pressing the button seriously and his expression remained normal.

His heart was like a deflated ball. Was his heart made of iron? Woohoo!

It seems that I need to improve my skills!

Yinghui...

Yan Qiling closed his eyes and focused his attention on the silver marks on his chest and abdomen, concentrating on stirring up the thoughts in his mind...

A breeze blew by, and tiny pieces of light danced in the air...

He took a long breath and concentrated on massaging the little female's legs, but the more he tried to concentrate, the more his thoughts collapsed like sand being clenched...

The little female's sweet "Aran" was like an echo in a valley, echoing back and forth in his ears, making his throat hot...

Mo Ran stopped what he was doing, pinched his brows, and whispered, "I'm going to go drink some water~"

As he spoke, he walked towards the stone platform...

Is his heart made of stone? How can he be so patient!? Even his skills are useless!?

Thinking of this, Yan Qiling recalled that when he was held hostage and bullied by the Moon-level orc in the dense forest, he also used psychedelic skills. That time the effect only lasted for a while, and this time it was even shorter!

How did that happen?

Moon Stage...

Mo Ran is a Sun Stage...

Yes!

Yan Qiling suddenly realized that he was at the Fire Rank, and the gap between him and them was too big, so his skills could not last too long. Compared with Lu Ming when he was at the Thunder Rank, the psychedelic effect was much stronger!

So that’s how it is. It seems I still need to improve my innate abilities!

After Mo Ran finished drinking the water, he felt the echo dissipate and the burning sensation subsided a lot...

Seeing Yan Qiling's face looking a little depressed, he asked softly, "Are you still pressing it?"

Yan Qiling looked up and found a faint dark blue under Mo Ran's eyes. She guessed that it was probably because he didn't sleep well last night while taking care of her...

In fact, those rewards are not that important...

She felt a little distressed: "Forget it, you must be tired, have a good rest."

Mo Ran saw Yan Qiling was thinking about something, so he stroked her cheek and said softly, "What are you thinking about? I'm not tired. You are my beastly wife, and I want to help you press it."

Although he always looks cold and doesn't talk much, he is actually a warm-hearted person.

He has always protected me with all his might, and towards Luming... even when he was jealous, he still thought of sending him food, and after a bad night's sleep, he was considerate enough to help me relieve the pain...

Yan Qiling's heart softened and she said sweetly: This little guy is so cute! I must get him today!

Two dimples appeared on her cheeks, and she smiled delicately: "Okay, let's continue."

Add more! I don't believe he has nothing in his eyes!

Yan Qiling looked at him lovingly with her beautiful eyes, revealing her white thighs: "Press here..."

She moved her index finger upwards along the attractive curve, and then tapped twice: "And here too..."

Mo Ran followed Yan Qiling's movements and fixed his gaze on the base of her fair thighs...

The smooth and soft curve of the female's legs was like a meteor, which pierced his heart that had finally calmed down, then passed through his tortuous intestines that carried the pain of lovesickness, fell deep into his lower abdomen, and burst into hot sparks.

Although the dreamlike echo from before has dissipated, the emotions surging in my body this time are so real and warm.

"Well... okay..." The short words were stuck in his throat, and his body was stiffly resisting the restlessness.

He lowered his eyes, curled his fingers and touched it.

A drop of crystal sweat meandered down from his forehead, caressing his perfect profile, smooth neck, and then his firm and beautiful chest...

"A'ran? Are you hot?" Yan Qiling chuckled as he looked at Mo Ran, whose ears were red.

Then she stretched out her onion-like fingers, hooked them slightly, and stroked them across his slightly rising and falling chest, catching the disturbing drop of water.

The warmth and moisture melted at Yan Qiling's fingertips...

Mo Ran suddenly clamped her wrist with one hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't touch... here."

There was a warning written on his cold and handsome face, but his tone sounded like a plea.

Yan Qiling paused for a moment, then became more aggressive and touched it with his entire palm.

She blinked her innocent eyes, trying her best to suppress her snickering joy: "Where? Here?"

Mo Ran slowly raised his eyes, his handsome face revealing a seductive look, and he whispered aggressively: "Don't test my bottom line..."

There was a kind of wild and evil charm in his eyes as he looked at the little fox-rabbit that was jumping around on the edge of his collapse.

Yan Qiling raised her arms and gently wrapped them around his neck. She leaned close to his ear tenderly and deliberately exhaled a breath of hot air, dyeing his ears completely red: "I. Want. To."

His breathing was already trembling uncontrollably, and the tail end of his voice brought out the breath from the deepest part of his body.

Yan Qiling raised her eyebrows slightly: "Then don't endure it..."

Then she leaned against him and pressed her soft body against him.

Next, the kiss came down like a violent storm.

Mo Ran's body turned from slightly cold to hot, and the flames in his lower abdomen made him sweat.

At the critical moment, he tensed his body to suppress the evil fire, pinched the little female's chin, and hooked his lips with his fingertips with a little force: "Are you really okay? I'm afraid you can't bear it."

: "Really... okay."

"Here it comes..." Mo Ran's voice was evil and hoarse, and he turned over.

Layers of sweat cling to her flushed cheeks, reflecting a moving halo.

She leaned against his chest and begged for mercy...

He said, "You started the fire, you have to put it out..."