Future Beast World: Becoming A Pampered Beauty-Chapter 301 - 239: He Missed Her Desperately

Sang Luo’s fingers recoiled as if burned. ’It’s not good to walk in on something so embarrassing.’ She took a step back, just about to turn and leave—

The door opened.

The man yanked her into the study, the heavy door shutting tight behind them. It was locked from the inside, ensuring no one could open it again.

The faint scent lingering in the room made Sang Luo’s face flush with embarrassment.

Si Ye pinned her against the wall, his deep voice impossibly husky. "You’re already here. Still thinking of leaving?"

He reached out and caressed her face. "I’ve been waiting for you for so long."

His palm was damp and slightly viscous, sticking strands of her hair to her face. Sang Luo’s eyes widened in alarm. Just as she was about to say something, the pad of his finger slipped between her lips, stuffing all her words back down her throat.

Sang Luo’s expression changed. ’I want to gag.’

Si Ye released her, then lowered his head to kiss her lips, prying them open to conquer the territory within.

"Mmph~" Kissed into a daze, Sang Luo’s body went limp. Her soft arms hooked around his long neck as she weakly accepted his demands for pleasure.

As if that wasn’t enough, Si Ye lifted her onto the desk.

A book on the desk was still open. In her peripheral vision, Sang Luo caught a glimpse of its blush-inducing contents: illustrations accompanied by written explanations... ’There are so many positions I’ve never even seen before!’

Discarded by the leg of a stool was a piece of clothing. Sang Luo recognized it at once as her own lingerie, which she had left behind in his room when she last stayed at the Marquis Mansion. Now, here it was in the study of all places, and a corner of the fabric was damp...

They continued in the study for a long time, until her back ached and she had no strength left.

Si Ye then carried her back to the bedroom.

He was ferocious, like a ravenous beast. She clung to the man’s firm, powerful back, tossed about like a lone boat on choppy seas.

It wasn’t until morning that Si Ye finally let her go, planting a heavy, unsatisfied kiss on her forehead.

’The child will be waking up soon.’

Si Ye carried the strengthless Sang Luo to the bathroom. After washing them both clean, he tucked her back into bed. He then dressed in proper clothes, showing no trace of the lecherous beast he’d been last night!

"Dad!"

Little Zhenzhen ran over, stretched out her front paws, and patted the door.

The first thing it did upon waking up was to hurry its dad to make breakfast.

Si Ye quickly opened the door and scooped it into his arms.

Little Zhenzhen gripped his arm with its small front paws, craning its neck to peek into the room. "Did Mommy come back last night?"

"She’s here."

"Yay, I’m going to see Mommy! Ever since Grand-uncle said a big brother came to the palace, Mommy forgot all about Little Zhenzhen! She hasn’t come to visit in so long!"

"...Your mommy is still sleeping. Don’t disturb her. You can come see her another day."

Si Ye carried it to the kitchens.

Si Ye had been the pampered young master of his clan, never having to lift a finger his entire life. He’d never set foot in a kitchen until he became partners with Sang Luo. He tried to learn to cook, and though his skills were average, he was at least past the disastrous stage of nearly burning the house down on his first attempt.

Later, after Little Zhenzhen was born, he learned how to care for a child, and his cooking skills had improved to a decent level.

He personally made all the child’s meals, adjusting them according to its developmental needs at each stage.

After finishing its meal, Little Zhenzhen hopped off the table and started to scamper toward the room, only to be grabbed by the scruff of the neck and scooped back into Si Ye’s arms. "...You’re going to stay in the Phoenix Palace for a few days."

"Mommy just got back, why are you making me go back to the palace!" ’Daddy is such a meanie, he just wants Mommy all to himself!’

Si Ye, unable to find a good reason, rubbed his nose sheepishly. "Well, your grand-uncle sent a message yesterday saying he misses you. I’ll take you back to the palace to see your big brother from the Snake Clan. You’ve never met him, have you?"

The moment Little Zhenzhen heard its grand-uncle missed it, it wagged its tail proudly. ’Grand-uncle likes me so much. He’s always taking me to the palace to play. He’s even nicer to me than my own dad!’

’Grand-uncle has lots of yummy food, too.’

’He’s so much richer than Daddy!’

’I want to meet my big brother, too!’

"Okay, I want to go to the Imperial Palace to play with Grand-uncle and Big Brother!"

Si Ye took it back to the Imperial Palace.

And tossed it to Fei Yuan.

"Watch my kid for a few days."

"..."

"Grand-uncle~" Little Zhenzhen executed a flying leap and landed on Fei Yuan’s head, its voice sickeningly sweet.

Fei Yuan plucked the little cub from his head and ruffled its fluffy little scalp, his mood instantly improving. "Fine."

Little Zhenzhen pawed at the Qiankun Bag on his hip.

Fei Yuan understood and took a beautiful red fruit from his Qiankun Bag, handing it over for the cub to eat.

He looked for Si Ye... but there was no trace of him. He’d dropped off the child and bolted, in a tearing hurry as if he were afraid of missing his chance.

’Heh.’

’That little minx must be positively glowing after being so thoroughly... satisfied.’

Fei Yuan looked at the little cub in his arms, and the annoyance in his heart was somewhat soothed. He carried it toward Chaolu Palace.

"Your big brother, the Little Snake, should be awake now. Grand-uncle will introduce you two. He’s your mommy’s first child, and your eldest brother. Remember to be good later, don’t go playing tricks on him."

"I know, Grand-uncle! I’m a good kid!"

Fei Yuan burst out laughing. He extended a long, jade-like finger and poked its little head. "You, good? Your dad wasn’t even this mischievous when he was little."

"Hehe."

...

Meanwhile, back at the Marquis Mansion, with the child gone, Si Ye threw all caution to the wind and impatiently entangled himself with Sang Luo for several more days.

"You... you need to calm down a bit..." Sang Luo’s arms clung weakly to his broad, smooth shoulders, her mouth open as she panted for breath.

’Out of the frying pan and into the fire.’

’This uncle and nephew pair... one is more energetic than the other!’

Fortunately, Si Ye was much more obedient than Fei Yuan. He lowered his head and bit her neck and shoulder, a muffled groan escaping his throat before he pulled away a moment later.

Sang Luo was utterly exhausted, not wanting to lift a single finger.

Si Ye carried her to the bath to wash up.

His palm stroked her back again and again.

Like a drowsy kitten, Sang Luo curled up in his arms and slowly fell asleep.

When Sang Luo woke up, she was lying in bed, and the sheets and quilt had been changed.

A new incense had been lit in the room, dispelling the lingering, amorous scent from before.

Si Ye came over carrying a bowl of medicinal soup.

He had remembered the prescription and brewed her the fetus-preserving medicine.

After thoughtfully helping her drink the medicine, Si Ye gathered her into his arms. Seeing the red mark on her neck, he kissed it with a mixture of satisfaction and guilt. "I’m sorry, Luoluo. I didn’t mean to..."

He really... couldn’t hold back.

Sang Luo knew she had been neglecting him lately. The memory of that night in the study made her blush again, and she buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled. "You... if you want to see me, you can just come find me. There’s no need to... you know... by yourself..."

Si Ye’s ears turned crimson. ’Well, she saw what she saw. We’re a married couple, anyway. What’s there to hide?’

’She ought to know just how much I’ve missed her.’

’I was going crazy thinking about her!’

’Only by thinking of her over and over, imagining her yielding to him day and night, could I find any release...’

Sang Luo knew that Si Ye was never one to compete over such matters.

If he came begging every time, wouldn’t that make him no different from the jealous Male Beasts vying for favor that he despised so much? More than forcing a tender moment, he wanted her to come to him willingly, driven by her own longing.

Sang Luo was very fond of Si Ye.

But she had quite a few Beast Husbands, and she was fond of every one of them. Those who weren’t proactive enough were inevitably neglected.

Someone like Fei Yuan—shameless, domineering, and despotic, always hanging around her—tended to get more of her attention.

An idea she’d never had before popped into Sang Luo’s mind—