I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game-Chapter 161 - Good Has Its Reward

The snow leopard nuzzled her chest with his head, and his whiskers tickled Qiao Suisui enough to make her laugh, “Stop it, change back.”

However, Carl pressed down on her shoulders with his front paws and pinned her down on the carpet.

He moderated his strength, not enough to crush her, but also not letting her get up. The snow leopard rubbed its big head all over her, making Qiao Suisui unbearably ticklish, her eyes watering with uncontrollable laughter.

“Stop, stop, haha… Carl, change back!”

She glared at him, forbidding him to tease her any further.

Indeed, the next second, the snow leopard was gone, and a naked man lay atop her.

Carl whispered in her ear with that damn seductive voice, “You asked me to change back.”

Qiao Suisui froze, her eyes widening in shock. Regaining her composure, she quickly turned her face away, “You, go put on some clothes.”

Carl chuckled and deliberately moved even closer to her, his scorching chest pressed against her body through the green silk of her gown.

“No rush, there’s still something unfinished.”

He turned Qiao Suisui’s face towards him, forcing her to look at him, and then kissed her tenderly.

Nose to nose, their breaths mingled, then the man’s lips continued their descent.

The ribbon of her dress had been untied without her noticing, the green silk gathered messily on the carpet.

Carl crawled into that greenery, his hands propped at the backs of her knees.

From this angle, she could see him, yet not see him.

The temperature within the hall rose, progressively getting hotter amidst the gasps.

Qiao Suisui’s eyes were misty, and the dazed look combined with the blush on her cheeks declared that this particular pleasure had sent her into a trance.

The uncontrollable tidal waves surged out, her toes curling, her body trembling lightly.

Her entire skin was covered in a layer of pink, astonishingly beautiful.

Carl looked up from between her porcelain legs, propped himself up with his arms to come over and embrace her, gently stroking her back, caressing her shivers after release.

Qiao Suisui snapped back to reality only to find his lips, jawline, and throat all markedly damp, his chest even more so a patch of wetness.

Her ears felt like they were going to burn off, red as dripping blood.

She covered her face with both hands, yet the low chuckle of the man reached her ears. He reached out to pull her hands away, his long fingers also wet and sticky.

“Actually, my mouth isn’t what’s really impressive,” the man hinted.

Qiao Suisui pretended not to understand and kicked his shin with her foot, urging him to take a bath.

Carl’s face clearly showed disappointment. He hugged her waist and buried his head in her shoulder, muttering resentfully, “Then when can we?”

Qiao Suisui’s hand moved to her lower abdomen, then to his lean waist, saying, “Let’s wait a while.”

Carl looked up, asking, “Why? Are you not feeling well?”

He was genuinely concerned about her health, but Qiao Suisui automatically thought of that “thing” and coughed unnaturally without answering his question.

She planned to find an opportunity to speak with Zong Fang first, then tell the others, so she brushed Carl off. Fortunately, he wasn’t as sensitive as the other men when it came to these matters.

Meanwhile, Zong Fang was watching the snake cubs.

The little snakes, sensing the approach of a powerful kin, all slithered toward him hissing, except for the two-headed snake. It coiled in a corner of the thermostatic box, flicking its tongue, staring at Zong Fang with a warning hiss.

Beastmen naturally recognize their mother, having lived in her belly for so long. They were familiar and attached to Qiao Suisui’s scent and taste but not as friendly towards others. The little snakes came close to him out of an instinctual survival plea, submitting to the powerful presence of the King Cobra. However, the two-headed snake, already stronger than its siblings, dared to confront Zong Fang, unafraid of his presence.

The little snakes coiled around Zong Fang’s wrists and forearms. Logically, they should have grown quite a bit by now, but they all looked very lean, thin little creatures with cute, bean-sized black eyes.

Zong Fang ignored the two-headed snake and observed each of the little snake cubs wound around his hand. He had looked over those photos countless times, so he could easily identify which child was which.

Just then, a servant’s voice of complaint came from the door, “Anyways, the Sun doesn’t care for these cubs, just feed them some bugs will do.”

“Shush, keep it down. After all, they are Miss Qiao’s children; we can’t be unfair.”

“Miss Qiao herself is scared and hardly ever visits. The little lions next door are starting to transform, and soon they will surely be Miss Qiao’s favorites. Who will remember these snakes then?”

As the door opened, the two servants saw a silver-haired man standing in front of the thermostatic box. His demeanor was as cold as ice, with an imposing aura so strong it seemed to solidify the air around him.

The servants were so scared they dropped the plastic bucket they were carrying. As the bucket tumbled, a swarm of wriggling bugs spilled out onto the floor.

Zong Fang’s gaze upon the bugs on the ground was icy cold.

“Get out.”

The servants stood frozen, but the next second, they were blasted out of the nursery by Zong Fang’s spiritual power.

Zong Fang returned the little snakes to the thermostatic box and went to prepare a meal for the cubs. He mixed strands of ostrich egg, wild rabbit, and fish meat and fed it to the snake cubs. Clearly, these little ones hadn’t eaten such a rich meal since hatching; they scrambled around the bowl, and a female snake cub even got shoved into the bowl by her brother.

Zong Fang fished the all-white female snake cub out of the bowl and wiped her clean with a soft cloth. Xiao Bai snake’s red eyes were stunningly beautiful. She wasn’t afraid of Zong Fang, and now she coiled her tail around his finger as if being coy.

Zong Fang placed her back at the edge of the bowl. Before Xiao Bai snake could reach the food, a slightly thicker male snake dived in headfirst to feast and pushed her out again.

Zong Fang had no choice but to fetch a smaller bowl and allocate some food so the four female snake cubs could dine separately. The four females ate gracefully and slowly.

Indeed, boys and girls should not be raised together. Zong Fang thought to himself.

The little snakes were all enjoying the feast prepared by daddy, except for the two-headed snake who stayed in the corner, its vertical pupils cautiously watching Zong Fang’s every move.