Heavy pants grew more distinct, his hot breath fanning across her ear. Chu Liangyu shifted uncomfortably.

"And what if I say no?"

Hu Qiumu let out a pained grunt, fighting to keep himself from doing anything more mortifying. He finally managed to say, "Then I’ll do as you say."

His compliant attitude was rather surprising to Chu Liangyu, sparking a mischievous urge to tease him.

She casually tossed the teacup aside. One hand came to rest on his cheek, caressing it gently before trailing downward.

Hu Qiumu’s senses were already heightened several times over, so he naturally couldn’t withstand her teasing. He immediately grabbed her wandering hand. "Ngh... Don’t do that. You know I can’t resist."

Perhaps she had tormented him a little too much. A faint sheen of moisture appeared in Hu Qiumu’s beautiful fox eyes, which had lost their usual shrewd, calculating confidence.

Seeing him like this, there was no way Chu Liangyu would actually let him off the hook. She didn’t struggle when he held her hand. Instead, before he could react, she gently pressed her lips to his in a touch as light and fleeting as a dragonfly on water.

Her action was a clear sign of consent. A light flashed in Hu Qiumu’s eyes. Refusing to let her go now, he cupped her face in his hands and deepened the kiss.

The kiss was bold and fervent, its master desperately expressing his love. It wasn’t until much later that Chu Liangyu could finally catch her breath. "Let... let me rest."

"Alright." But his eyes were filled with insatiable desire. He waited patiently, and when he thought enough time had passed, he asked, "Ready for more?"

That question wasn’t just a challenge to a man’s pride; it was equally potent against a highly competitive woman.

Chu Liangyu shot him a glare, deciding to answer with her actions.

Her hands landed on his shoulders. With a burst of strength, she flipped their positions, pinning the unprepared Hu Qiumu beneath her.

Chu Liangyu straddled him, a triumphant look in her eyes. "So, am I ready for more or not?"

Hu Qiumu froze for a second, then a deep, pleasant chuckle escaped him. Seeing her displeasure, he immediately stopped and answered with mock seriousness, "You are!"

Chu Liangyu’s eyes, soft enough to be mistaken for pools of water, held a dazed look. She glanced toward the wardrobe, only just now remembering that her other Beast Husbands were inside.

They couldn’t see, but they could definitely hear. It was hard to shake the feeling of having an audience.

The blush on her cheeks deepened. Sensing her holding back, a smile played in Hu Qiumu’s eyes. "Only just remembered?"

"I have every reason to believe you did this on purpose."

Though spoken in anger, her words hit the nail on the head. Yet, Hu Qiumu showed not a single shred of guilt.

"Don’t worry, I locked the wardrobe. They can’t see or get out." He gently nibbled her earlobe and added, "Let’s continue."

No matter how hard Chu Liangyu tried to hold back, a sound eventually escaped her lips.

As if reading her mind, Hu Qiumu leaned in and sealed her lips with his, using his actions to pull her focus entirely back to him, leaving no room for distraction.

For once, the several Beast Husbands, who usually had their own agendas, were in rare agreement: once they got out, they were going to make Hu Qiumu pay!

Xiong Xianhui was usually the closest to him, and their relationship was one of the better ones among the group, but even he couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger now.

Hu Qiumu had clearly held out until the very end on purpose. That was one thing, but to then be so intimate with the Female Master right in front of them... it was pure psychological torture.

How could they not be furious? They were angry enough to kill him.

Of course, since Hu Qiumu had the guts to hog her all to himself, he clearly wasn’t afraid of their threats.

Only when the sky began to turn the pale white of dawn did the intimate sounds in the room finally die down.

The sounds of the wardrobe being bumped and the sloshing of the teapot also ceased. The sudden silence made the air feel a bit strange.

Chu Liangyu was so exhausted she could barely keep her eyes open. Her voice was so hoarse it sounded as if she hadn’t had a drop of water in ten thousand years; just listening to her was tiring.

’Good thing I was smart and didn’t choose this method to channel the energy for all of them, or else...’

Before she could finish her thought, Chu Liangyu was fast asleep. Hu Qiumu, on the other hand, looked completely invigorated. He gently pulled her into his embrace, a contented smile playing on his lips.

However, his smile didn’t last long. A flash of red light later, the man had transformed into a fiery red fox.

Perhaps because of the different channeling method, Hu Qiumu’s beast form didn’t shrink; he remained the size of a normal fox.

After leveling up, the fox’s fur had clearly deepened in color. His eyes had also changed from purple to a deep violet, so beautiful they were dazzling.

He stuck out his tongue and licked the sleeping Chu Liangyu, then buried his entire foxy body in her embrace, allowing her arms to wrap around him.

Gradually, fatigue set in. The man who had been so invigorated a moment ago was suddenly overcome with drowsiness. He slowly closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep in an embrace filled with her scent.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was their soft, slow breathing. It was quiet and beautiful.

Of course, this didn’t include the fish in the teapot or the poor saps in the wardrobe.

"If we just toss this damn fox out, will it wake the Female Master?"

"So we should just let him lie in the Female Master’s arms?"

The whispered argument continued. In her sleep, Chu Liangyu frowned, and her breathing quickened from its slow, gentle rhythm.

The noise vanished in an instant. Chu Liangyu groggily drifted back to sleep.

In the end, no one dared to make a move. They could only watch the fox on the bed, their gazes filled with hatred and jealousy.

They were kicking themselves with regret, each wishing they could go back in time and give their past selves a good slap.

Then they’d ask themselves why others could hold back when they couldn’t.

Unfortunately, that was just a fantasy. Going back in time was impossible.

Perhaps deciding that standing there was pure self-torture, a few of them left the room.

Although Jinling was reluctant, he saw that almost everyone else had left and followed suit.

"Sigh. If I had known, I would’ve just held on to the Female Master and not let go. Then that fox wouldn’t have gotten to take advantage."

Next to him was Xiang Qiancheng, who hadn’t said a single word from start to a finish. His reaction was the calmest of them all.

He was envious and resentful too, but clearly much less so than the others.

Jinling noticed this and couldn’t help but ask, "Your reaction is a little off. Don’t tell me you’re still thinking about that Feng Qingqing?"

It would’ve been fine if Jinling had kept his mouth shut, but his words only reminded Xiang Qiancheng of the shitty thing he’d done.

If Jinling hadn’t forcefully pushed Feng Qingqing on him, he never would have gotten tangled up with her. If the Female Master ever found out, she would definitely be disgusted.

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