Chapter 43 Wife turns into a cute girl
On this day, the Pioneers and March 7th mysteriously pulled you into March 7th's room.
As soon as you enter, you'll see seven or eight gift boxes piled on the floor. The two people enthusiastically invite you to open the boxes, saying there's a surprise inside.
Under the expectant gazes of the two, you hesitantly opened the box, only to be further puzzled by the pile of strange accessories.
"What is this?" you asked, holding up a headband shaped like cat ears.
"These are accessories for the clothes. The main body is inside this." March 7th pushed the largest box in the middle in front of you, gesturing for you to open it.
With curiosity in mind, you deftly opened the gift box and found a dress inside.
"Surprised? This is a gift we prepared for you." Pioneers and March 7th pulled out a confetti cannon from somewhere, and instantly, colorful ribbons rained down from the sky. Combined with their lively words, it truly gave you a surprise.
You unfold the skirt and take a closer look at this blue and white gradient tutu.
The dress is exquisitely made, embroidered with a large area of lace and bows. The overall style leans towards cute and modern, which is clearly not Xianzhou's style.
According to March 7th, this is Pinocchio's popular model this year, and it's selling particularly well.
“She and I fell in love with this dress at first sight, and we thought it would suit you perfectly.”
The Trail Blazers nodded frantically in agreement with March 7's words.
"Mom, please try it on. I really want to see you wear this."
"It's not really appropriate..." Although the dress is very pretty, you're past the age of wearing this kind of cute and adorable style.
"Wear it, wear it! You should try more things. I think you'll look great in this." March 7th pulled your hand and swayed it left and right, clearly trying to coax you.
"this……"
Seeing that you were wavering, the raccoon joined the group of people trying to be cute.
The two children look at you pitifully, making your heart soften.
"All right."
You finally nodded.
"Yay!" The raccoon and March 7th happily high-fived and looked at each other.
Then, with their help, you put on that elaborate tutu, and on March 7th, they even styled your hair in a cute way.
Looking at your increasingly unfamiliar self in the mirror, you begin to wonder if you've wandered onto the wrong set.
Shouldn't you be a gentle yet powerful ranger? Who is this curly-haired person in a princess dress?
Completely unaware of your inner turmoil, March 7th had already started taking pictures.
"This angle is really good, this one looks good too..."
A pink-haired woman was so engrossed in her art that she was oblivious to the world around her.
The little raccoon stood by, grinning foolishly, muttering things like, "Mommy is so cute" and "Oh no, my maternal love has gone bad."
“March…” you began to stop her, but she handed you the cat ear headband that she had thrown aside and begged you to wear it.
"This is outrageous..."
These two kids are getting bolder and bolder.
The two children launched another round of pleading and cajoling, but this time you didn't back down.
"no."
"Please, Mom, just wear it, okay?"
During the scuffle, the room door was pushed open, and Danheng, who came to deliver afternoon tea, froze on the spot upon seeing this scene, completely unaware that the food and tray had fallen to the ground.
Oh no, this is so embarrassing.
You shouldn't have agreed to such a strange request.
Now look what's happened! Her current boyfriend has seen his hundreds-year-old wife acting young and cute. The shock is no less than watching a centenarian perform a suggestive dance.
"Let me explain..."
You uttered five words with utter despair.
Dan Heng's ears were completely red at the door, and it took him a long time to regain his composure.
"What...are you doing?"
Reason told him he should leave immediately, while emotion told him there would be even more exciting content to come, and if he missed it, he would have to wait another year.
He was caught between a rock and a hard place.
"Danheng, you've come at the right time! Come and see if the clothes we bought for her look good!" March 7th didn't give Danheng a chance to escape. She grabbed his sleeve and pulled him into the room, then slammed the door shut.
Danheng steeled himself and thoroughly examined your attire.
Although it doesn't match your usual style, it still looks quite cute.
"...It's very beautiful." After a long pause, Dan Heng managed to utter three words.
You can no longer look at Danheng the same way; you just want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Seeing that persecuting you was not going to work, on March 7th they set their sights on Danheng.
"Danheng, how about trying this?"
"No……"
Before Danheng could finish speaking about March 7th, he added, "It's a couple's set."
"..."
The pink-haired woman, who had a keen understanding of Dan Heng's psychology, ignored your gaze and put the cat-ear headband that was originally prepared for you on Dan Heng's head.
The fluffy brown ears could even move, which, combined with Danheng's almost ripe expression, created a strangely comical effect.
However, cat ears do suit him very well.
On March 7th, you blatantly took many photos of Danheng, even using a forced perspective to create a picture of you and Danheng kissing. Given your outfits, anyone who didn't know better would think it was some kind of erotic play.
With Danheng sharing your embarrassment, you no longer resist the awkwardness as you did at the beginning.
...
The long filming finally ended, and you and Danheng fled into the think tank, where the doors were locked.
After the noise subsided, everything fell silent, with only the thumping of your heartbeats echoing in the room.
The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous. You and Danheng avoided each other's gazes, neither daring to look at the other.
"I'm sorry for dragging you into this," you said after a long silence.
"...It's nothing."
Then came endless silence.
"Actually, you and cat ears are a good match," you muttered to yourself.
Why do you say that?
You might think he didn't hear it, but Danheng heard it perfectly clearly.
Now that things have come to this, you've stopped pretending and directly reached out to touch the fluffy cat ears.
“Because cats are the cutest creatures in the world…” you began slowly, then added, “and so are you.”
Suddenly, Dan Heng's breathing became heavier as he was caught off guard by the sweet words.
He was already having trouble controlling himself, and with your teasing, his overwhelming love became even more uncontrollable.
Taking advantage of his height, he pinned you against the wall, his eyes no longer clear.
"Really?" He looked down at you, his gaze lingering on your moist, red lips.
You witnessed his transformation throughout, and knew that this was the hunting posture commonly used by the Dragonborn.
You feel inexplicably excited, anticipating what he will do.
"Danheng..." Seeing that he didn't make a move, you decided to add fuel to the fire and kissed his thin lips when he wasn't paying attention.
This action completely shattered Danheng's reason. He leaned down and pressed you against the wall, covering your head with his hands and kissing you passionately.
His kisses were haphazard, carrying the recklessness and awkwardness unique to youth, far inferior to Danfeng's skillful and composed demeanor.
You can't help but put your arm around his waist and guide him on how to kiss properly.
Danheng learned very quickly, mastering the art of prying open your teeth and entwining with your tongue without any instruction.
When aroused, his tail pops out and slowly wriggles down your calf.
His pent-up emotions erupted at that moment, and he desperately demanded it, like a child who couldn't get candy.
His breathing suddenly became heavy, and his body began to feel hot.
As if to vent his own desires, the kiss lasted for a very long time, until you were almost out of breath before he let you go.
You gasped for breath, marveling at how vigorous and spirited a young man truly was.
Danheng waited for you to calm your breathing, but he was not satisfied at all.
Once you had recovered enough, he kissed you again.
As before, they demanded things like a storm, abandoning all reason.
Gradually, he became less satisfied with verbal entanglement and gently brushed aside your messy hair with his other hand, moving it down from between your eyebrows.
A warm, wet kiss landed on your trembling eyelashes, on the tip of your nose, and fingertips gently caressed your cheeks with tenderness and affection.
Breaths mingled, fabric rubbed together, and you were so deeply intertwined that you felt like you were drowning in the kiss.
The dragonborn's possessive instincts were in a fierce struggle with his reason, but in the end, the former prevailed.
His lips brushed past your Adam's apple, landing on the side of your neck, as if finding a mark, sucking and biting at that spot.
"Ugh... Hah... Danheng..." Your fingers dug into his hair, your voice filled with unbearable panting.
Although she showed more restraint than Danfeng, this aggressive possessiveness was still inherited from her.
In a state of confusion and infatuation, everything seemed to fall into place naturally.
"Knock knock knock".
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Both you and Dan Heng were startled and involuntarily tensed up.
"What are you doing in there? It's afternoon tea time." It was March 7th's voice.
“…I understand.” You spoke slowly, only to be startled by your own voice as soon as you uttered the words.
That soft, husky voice really doesn't sound like it came from your mouth.
Sure enough, the person outside the door was silent for a moment, and then apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, please continue."
Before the words were even finished, you could hear hurried, chaotic footsteps, and you could imagine how March 7th fled in panic.
After seeing off the uninvited guest, March 7th, the room returned to silence.
Danheng is still in the position of pinning you against the wall, breathing softly against your neck.
You could hear his heart pounding, like the beat of a drum.
The restless tail was still coiled around your calf, its rough scales scraping against your delicate skin, sending a shiver down your spine.
"Danheng..." You put your hand in front of his chest, trying to push him away, but he doesn't move an inch.
"I'm sorry..." His voice was terribly hoarse, with somewhat disordered breathing.
He closed his eyes, trying to suppress his restless body. After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, took a few steps back, and increased the distance between himself and you.
His eyes still held lingering desire, his eyelids were flushed, and he exuded an aura of hormones.
One kiss was enough to make him lose control, and he dared not imagine how he would lose control if things went any further.
The bow on your chest trembled slightly with your breath, and your smooth curls were a mess. To make matters worse, there was a faint red mark on the side of your neck, evidence of his loss of control.
The youthful dress, combined with your infatuated expression, made him involuntarily swallow hard.
You have to admit, at this moment you are so beautiful and alluring that he is itching with desire and wants nothing more than to devour you.
Dan Heng's eyes suddenly changed, and you could see the same hunting posture in his eyes as Dan Feng.
Based on past experience, if you don't escape quickly, you will be bullied terribly.
"...I should go, or they'll get suspicious."
You made up an excuse and tried to slip away, but Danheng grabbed your wrist.
He didn't say anything, but you understood what he meant.
You cruelly rejected him despite your stunningly beautiful face.
For your health's sake, let's wait until next time.
Danheng stared at your retreating figure with some regret.
Too hasty.
This isn't like him.
Maybe next time... I should be gentler...
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