"It's a long story," Hope said, "He thought you were dead and is very aggressive now."
"We don't know his specific situation. You should be able to find out about him when you arrive in the East China Sea."
Jiang Yue asked, "Is he safe now? Is he injured?"
Hope: "We haven't received any news of him being injured or dead, but he hasn't contacted us on his own initiative."
"Everything about Lan Qiming was found out by Qianren in the East China Sea."
Jiang Yue nodded: "As long as he is safe for now, I will go find him as soon as possible."
She took Hope's hand and said, "What about you? Do you think I'm dead?"
Hope's eyes turned soft again: "I don't think you will die that easily."
Jiang Yue smiled with her eyes curved and kissed his cheek: "I knew you understood me best."
"Okay, I'm going to get stye if I keep looking at this." Yuan Keke made a gesture of rejection: "You guys keep flirting, I'm leaving."
"Take good care of yourself and don't overwork yourself."
Jiang Yue said seriously: "I will follow the doctor's orders, respected witch."
Yuan Keke snorted proudly, waved her hand and strode away.
Only Jiang Yue, Qian Yuan and Hope were left in the room.
The atmosphere suddenly became hot and ambiguous.
Jiang Yue fell into the arms of love. Hope and Qian Yuan couldn't wait to touch her. Their hot hands carried a long-lost warmth, as if they wanted to rub her into their bodies.
Jiang Yue raised her neck and gasped, her breath carrying an unprecedented heat.
She could feel that Hope and Qianyuan's movements were trembling.
"I love you..." Jiang Yue's expression was hazy and she couldn't tell who she was talking to.
“…”
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yue felt that her body had been cleansed.
The sheets on the big bed were changed to dry ones.
She was holding Qian Yuan in front of her. Qian Yuan's ankle-length hair was braided and loosely draped on Jiang Yue's thighs.
Behind him are the familiar warm arms and chest muscles, which gives me a sense of security.
It's Hope.
Jiang Yue felt relieved. She was not dreaming, but had really returned to the animal world.
I guess by now, most of the beast husbands have received the news of her return.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yue smiled faintly, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
The next morning, when Jiang Yue opened her eyes, she saw a pair of familiar, deep green eyes.
Yan Che had tears in his eyes. When Jiang Yue opened her eyes, she saw his tears streaming down his cheeks.
Jiang Yue looked at him tenderly, while Yan Che cried silently.
It was not until he controlled his emotions and wiped his face that Jiang Yue spoke: "A Che is back."
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Yan Che buried his face in Jiang Yue's palm. He could no longer restrain himself. This lone wolf in the desert was as fragile as a child at this moment.
"I originally thought that after I had done what I needed to do, I would let you go."
Jiang Yue hugged him, her voice beginning to sob: "Silly A'che..."
After a night of news transmission, the first person to return to her was Yan Che.
Even though he was already a mid-level silver-rank warrior, he was still the A'che she was most familiar with.
That’s right, Jiang Yue checked Yan Che’s system panel and found that he had been promoted to the intermediate silver level in a short period of time.
Higher than Hope and Qianyuan, it can be said that he has come from behind to win.
It seems that after the ancient bloodline that truly belongs to the Snow Wolf King was activated by the wolf totem, Yan Che is now no weaker than any beast husband.
While they were talking, Hope and Qianyuan had already gotten up and quietly left without disturbing their reunion.
You know, their excitement and madness last night were even more exaggerated than Yan Che's.
Yan Che kissed the carving on Jiang Yue's wrist that belonged to him. It was a little wolf, still very young.
It was different from the beast form he took when he grew up to become the Snow Wolf King, but it was still the most beautiful first encounter in his memory.
"I love you, Yue'er."
"I love you too".
Their bodies were intertwined, and Jiang Yue did not reject Yan Che's closeness.
Because she knew that Yan Che was the only silver-level master in the Jinchi Desert, and he absolutely could not leave for too long.
The time they have to reunite is very limited.
Moreover, she had not become pregnant with Yan Che's cubs since he advanced to the Silver Rank.
Then let's do it together. Anyway, the system's 24-hour conception window hasn't passed yet.
It was not until noon that Jiang Yue was carried downstairs by Yan Che.
She was a little embarrassed and held her waist as she met several senior members of the tribe.
Everyone expressed their understanding, especially He Zhangjia, who couldn't help but shed tears when he saw Jiang Yue in person.
After seeing everyone off, Yan Che went into the kitchen to cook.
Jiang Yue's stomach was indeed rumbling. After finishing this meal, Yan Che had to rush back to the northwest desert immediately.
While waiting, Qian Yuan was giving Jiang Yue a massage.
Jiang Yue asked the system in her mind: "Is the system here?"
"I'm here, host."
Jiang Yue asked, "I'm having sex with three beastly men at the same time during my fertile window. How will the fetal transfer pill work?"
"Only two, hosts."
Jiang Yue: "Ah?"
The system explained: "One of the host's bestial husbands has lost his fertility, so the system determined that only two bestial husbands had sex last night."
"They are in lion form and wolf form respectively. The host can choose to eat two rebirth pills, and then she can give birth to twins, who are silver-level cubs in different animal forms."
"I understand." Jiang Yue ended the conversation with the system and looked at Qianyuan with an inquiring gaze.
Qian Yuan felt her gaze and asked, "What's wrong, Yue'er?"
Jiang Yue asked, "Have you been to the Witch Hospital for a physical checkup recently? Are you feeling unwell?"
Jiang Yue subconsciously thought that Qian Yuan was just too tired recently. After all, he and she had given birth to Qian Ling. Judging from his performance last night, he didn't have any physical problems. How could he suddenly become infertile?
Qian Yuan pretended to be calm: "I don't feel anything, why should I go to the witch doctor?"
Jiang Yue asked, "Then why can't I get pregnant with your cub?"
Qian Yuan paused in massaging Jiang Yue: "Don't we already have Ling'er?"
Jiang Yue stopped him: "I think you owe me an explanation."
Qian Yuan sighed imperceptibly. With Jiang Yue's physique that was sure to hit the target with one strike, he could foresee that he would be exposed sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.
Qianyuan raised his head, his deep brown eyes reflecting the color of amber in the sunlight: "It is always a life-or-death struggle for females to give birth to cubs of my tribe. My mother died of dystocia when giving birth to my younger brother, leaving two lives with one body."
"So for thousands of years, the witches of my tribe have been passing down a secret recipe that can sterilize males."
Qian Yuan held Jiang Yue's hands, as if afraid that she would be angry, and said: "Yue'er, I can't bear the consequences of losing you. We have Ling'er, it's enough.
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