CHAPTER 119: CHAPTER 119: YOU’RE NOT ALLOWED TO MENTION DIVORCE AGAIN

The man’s gaze flickered slightly as if he hadn’t expected her to react this way.

But a sense of grievance rose in his heart, why wouldn’t she talk to him now?

He tenderly cupped the little female’s face, kissing it repeatedly, transforming his grievance into motivation.

... Soft, delicate hands threaded through his hair, seemingly trying to stop his actions.

"Don’t..."

The intoxicating fragrance, sweet as nectar, nearly drove the man out of his mind.

Until the scorching heat burned the tender petals, and the low sobbing echoed across the quiet wilderness.

He kissed deeply, capturing the tearful little female fully in his sight.

The crimson corner of his eyes resembled the ravaged spring peach, exuding an aroma as intoxicating as wine.

"You’re not allowed to mention divorce again."

"... I-I understand..." she sobbed, crying out as if begging for mercy.

The man’s eyes grew increasingly blood-red, as if possessed and losing his reason. In a low, hoarse voice, he whispered in her ear a tormenting tune, "Don’t utter those words, don’t have that thought, otherwise..."

Otherwise, he would lock her up by his side, having her to himself forever, even if she was infuriated, even if she hated him enough to want to tear him limb from limb, she would have no choice but to stay imprisoned with him.

He wasn’t afraid of her hating him, but he feared losing her.

The little female’s wails for mercy layered like interwoven threads, entangling his frantic heart tightly.

The feeling of being abandoned, carelessly tossed away, seemed to be pacified only by continuous affirmative answers.

The man was like an abandoned puppy found its way home, shaking his head buried in Ruan Li’s neck, biting into a soft spot, gnawing until it reddened and throbbed.

"Xu Mo, let go, it hurts a bit..." Ruan Li cried out.

"...Not letting go..." the man mumbled, but he eased his grip slightly.

Tears nearly blurred Ruan Li’s vision, the once dark sky seemed about to break into dawn.

Has it been... this long already?

She leaned wearily against Xu Mo’s shoulder, whispering, "I’ll settle accounts with you later."

A poisonous snake lurking in the distance flicked its ink-colored eyes, impatiently shaking its tail.

...

When Ruan Li woke up, she found herself lying in a cozy little room, the soft bed seemingly enveloping her completely.

The lingering soreness felt much better than she had imagined.

A man’s arm tightly circled her waist, his heated chest pressed against her back.

What time is it now?

For the first time, Ruan Li lost her sense of time, and there was nothing around her to reveal it.

"Ruannuan..." the man felt the little female waking up, tightening his arms around her, dense lashes fluttering open to reveal a satisfied expression.

"Xu Mo, you’re hugging too tightly," Ruan Li said helplessly.

Heavens know how her voice had turned so hoarse.

Ruan Li kept silent.

"How about this?" He pretended to loosen his arms a bit, talking to himself, "This should be enough," then hugged her tightly again.

As if directing a play of "I’m very obedient."

Ruan Li tousled his messy hair, "Go get me some water."

The warmth beside her suddenly left, and Ruan Li found a comfortable position to lie in, waiting for Xu Mo to bring her water before opening her eyes.

After drinking the water, Ruan Li cleared her throat and began to ask about the events that had occurred.

Xu Mo explained: his memory had been altered since he turned into a little fox and was taken away by Ruan Li from the research institute. At that time, he was merely ordered to stay by Ruan Li’s side to observe, but Lan Ruo took her away without informing him.

As for the later amnesia...

That was indeed genuine amnesia.

Xu Mo’s expression wasn’t pleasant: "Lan Ruo was quite heavy-handed; her intention was to make me miserable enough for you to feel sorry for me. Who knew she’d knock me out with one hit, and when I woke up, I had amnesia."

"Later, during our time together, I ran deep into the grasslands once, and ended up being instructed by a virtual command. It wasn’t until the arena, where I was nearly beaten to death by you, that the command was lifted."

Despite feeling distressed, Ruan Li felt a bit guilty.

She patted Xu Mo’s head.

Poor little fox, going through so much hardship.

Xu Mo rubbed against the palm of her hand, content, "But you were right to beat me to death. I can’t believe I did such a dumb thing. Luckily, you’re soft-hearted, but it did hurt a bit."

Ruan Li felt a sudden sense of déjà vu, like seeing a fox wagging its tail.

A pair of long, narrow fox eyes displayed pure love and trust, entirely resembling a little dog swaying its head to please its owner.

Ruan Li blinked, almost imagining Xu Mo had sprouted a dog’s tail and ears. She pinched his earlobe and asked, "Anything else?"

Xu Mo slowly said, "Actually, the real person behind the evolution of the Fierce Beast and the regression to ancestral Beastmen isn’t Ruan Ying, but the Empress."

Ruan Li responded with an "oh," not too surprised.

"You knew already?"

Ruan Li curved her lips: "I knew, but not from the start, only pieced it together after waking up later."

She pulled him over, leaning together against the bed, "I just found it strange. As a researcher, if she invented some technology beyond this era, how could anyone let her use it? Plus, do you remember something you once said?"

Xu Mo looked at her and suddenly recalled mentioning "Imperial Government" inadvertently.

"Ruannuan, since when did you become so attentive?" His tone was full of admiration.

Ruan Li chuckled: "Your tone is so exaggerated; do you think I’m very carefree?"

Xu Mo nodded: "Indeed, you are quite carefree. Look at how many Beastmen you’ve flirted with." His tone carried a hint of resentment.

Ruan Li fell silent, patting his chin.

Xu Mo’s eyes crinkled upwards, and the light-colored tear mole seemed a bit redder, his alluring fox eyes more enchanting than ever.

"Why aren’t you speaking? How many more outside Beastmen have you flirted with? At this rate, I fear I won’t see you a few times a month."

He sounded like a worried old husband, as if already imagining Ruan Li surrounded by a harem of Beast Husbands. While he, once a splendid, shiny fox, would be replaced by all sorts of young, handsome Beastmen and grow old alone.

He indignantly lowered his head to bite Ruan Li’s lips, "From now on, I’ll supervise you, no more conversations with strange Beastmen."

Ruan Li chuckled awkwardly a couple of times, thinking Xu Mo would be angrier, but he was just a bit jealous.

She coaxed the sulky little fox, "Okay, from now on, you can supervise me."

Saying this, she lightly pecked his lips twice more.

Only to see the man’s gaze deepen, capturing her head to intensify the kiss.

Fortunately, these Beastmen would reason with themselves about tolerance, albeit with some jealousy but not to the extent of imprisoning their Female Head against authority.

With a few soft words, Ruan Li managed to sweeten the aggrieved fox’s heart thoroughly.

However, something slipped across her mind occasionally, feeling as if she had forgotten something.