Chapter 73 An ominous vulnerable period, a bedroom rife with undercurrents of tension! A little...
Pei Qing sat alone on the sofa for a while, sulking. She really didn't understand what was wrong with Hilliwen! He was the one who made things difficult, and he was the one who ignored everyone after coming back!
Men's hearts are as hard to understand as ever. Pei Qing crossed her arms and rolled her eyes speechlessly.
A short while later, Shen Rong'an came downstairs, supporting his aching back. He still had a smile on his face, but the smile seemed to hide a hint of grievance and pity.
He didn't even glance at the strangely behaving Hillary beside him, and nestled into Pei Qing's arms as if she didn't exist. He didn't ask her what she had been doing last night or why she hadn't come back all night.
He just curled up, showing off the faint red marks little by little from an angle where Pei Qing could see him, sticking and begging for kisses, accusing that hateful thing of how mercilessly it had tormented him, making such a mess of his fragile body.
“It’s all red here… You really don’t know how to care about people at all…” The man’s slender white fingertips poked at the chest of the person beneath him as if by accident. He was still wearing a bathrobe, half-covering himself, with his pink and white skin faintly visible.
Pei Qing grabbed his fingers and slowly kneaded them in her palm, their legs intertwined. She leaned close to the man's sensitive neck, her hot breath brushing against that small patch of delicate skin. "Really? Let me see..."
Shen Rong'an, his face flushed, grabbed her hand as it reached into his bathrobe and pressed it against his collar. "Doctor, it doesn't just hurt there, it hurts here too, it's killing me... You have to make it up to me and treat me properly..."
"Okay, I'll definitely treat you well... but don't come looking for me if you feel even worse after the treatment, because we don't provide after-sales service." Pei Qing said with a smile.
Seeing the man's actions, the snake-man beside him also touched his chest thoughtfully, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Helivin stood behind the counter, clutching the thin hem of his shirt so tightly he almost tore a hole in it. For the first time, he hated his excellent hearing; every tiny sound from the two people on the sofa reached his ears without missing a single detail.
The sounds of lips and tongues touching, the faint whispers, and so on, all entered his ears and formed a similar yet completely different picture in his mind.
It made him uncontrollably recall that wrong night, the woman's muffled voice, his own sobs, and...
He was like a sinister mouse spying on other people's happiness, able only to hide quietly behind the counter, clutching the corner of the table, lest he make any ominous noise.
Helivin pinched the tender flesh on his inner thigh hard, the sharp pain drowning out the inappropriate pleasure in his mind. No, he couldn't think about it anymore. What happened last night was just a mistake, a pathetic mistake.
He... just needs to stay quietly by his side, that's enough.
From then on, the atmosphere in the shop became strangely dull, and the two seemed to be competing with each other, circling around each other without ever glancing at one another.
Shen Rong'an had been leaving early and returning late these past few days, making the atmosphere in the shop even more somber without anyone to lighten the mood. Only Xiao Hei was busy fiddling with parts, occasionally leaning his head under Pei Qing's hand and forcing her to touch his head.
Pei Qing found it somewhat amusing. She always felt that this guy treated her like some kind of large comfort toy, the kind used by snakes, who would coil around her all the time and wouldn't move an inch.
She scratched the snake-man's chin and saw a pair of dark golden eyes narrowed contentedly. "They're quite cute," Pei Qing thought, startled by her own sudden thought. She then shook her head.
She actually found Little Black cute; she must have been living a comfortable life for too long and had forgotten the bloody scene of the snake-man devouring mutated rats.
The snake-man is a real, ferocious predator; she can't really treat him like a harmless little pet.
However, this 'little pet' never seemed to understand its own weight, always hanging the whole snake around her. Pei Qing felt that if this continued, she might develop cervical spondylosis or a herniated disc before long.
So for the Nth time, she shook off the little black snake's 'unconscious' tail that had wrapped around her, and the snake would, for the Nth time, pretend to be innocent and quietly put its tail back on.
"Hey! Don't play dumb, what did I just say?" After the snake-shaped pendant 'accidentally' knocked something over again, Pei Qing finally couldn't hold back anymore.
She couldn't understand whether the snake was truly stupid or just pretending. If it was truly stupid, it could use chopsticks successfully after she taught it a few times. If it was just pretending, why couldn't the snake understand her repeated warnings not to wrap its tail around her or sneak its tail tip into her clothes?
Pei Qing strongly suspected that it was faking its ignorance.
"If I catch you again, your meals will be halved every time," Pei Qing threatened, pointing at the snake-man's nose. Looking at the snake-man's bewildered expression, she softened her tone, "As long as you behave, I won't—you!"
She watched helplessly as the soft, red tongue darted out and then rolled her entire index finger into its mouth!
The strange sensation left Pei Qing speechless for a moment. "You, oh my, really..." She quickly rescued her finger. Her index finger, with its distinct knuckles, was covered in water stains, and a tiny red tongue tip was still pressed against the very tip of her index finger, refusing to leave.
Pei Qian wanted to hit it, but was afraid the snake-man would lick her hand. She got up to leave, but the path ahead was suddenly blocked by a shadow.
She looked up and saw a small black snake standing upright. "What—uh!" Before she could finish speaking, her entire head was pressed into a soft, bouncy mass, and she was forced to endure a wave of 'face wash' attacks.
"What are you doing?" Pei Qing struggled to pull her head out, bracing her hands in front of the snake-man to prevent being pushed back into the chocolate pudding.
Hmm, but I have to say, they are really soft. Speaking of which, do snake people have...? Why does she feel that the snake people's pectoral muscles have become softer and softer these past few days?
She pressed her hand on the chocolate dough twice. The dough was very elastic and did feel softer, so it shouldn't be her imagination.
Seeing the snake-man's pitiful look, Pei Qing smiled and said, "You're a male snake, so you can't possibly have milk." Come to think of it, she really didn't know about the snake-man's secondary gender; she had never smelled the pheromones on the snake-man.
However, in the past few days, this place seems to be getting more and more popular, and it's also gotten much bigger than before.
Pei Qing turned to leave, feeling she should seek confirmation from an authoritative figure, such as whether male snakes produce milk, and whether snake-people should be considered mammals or...
She had barely taken a step when her thigh was immediately wrapped around the snake's tail. Pei Qing's lips were forced close to the snake-woman's cheek, and her bright red tongue lightly brushed against her eyelids, lips, and neck.
Woman A narrowed her eyes, her pheromones growing stronger. She felt a little dizzy; was her fertile period approaching? Pei Qing wondered groggily, would the reconstructed body still follow the original owner's body's state?
Is it because she's a canine half-orc? Her vulnerable period is much stronger than her previous one, almost to the point where flames are burning continuously inside her body.
In her hazy state, she smelled a rising woody scent, much like the aroma of pine resin crackling and burning in a fireplace.
Following her instincts, she searched for the source of the fragrance. Her fidgeting fingertips brushed against it, and a soft humming sound came from beside her face, lingering in her ears, indistinct.
The snake-man's large tail coiled around the rosy-cheeked woman A, pulling her face close to his chest. Suddenly, he hissed softly, glancing at the slightly painful area with a troubled look. His narrow, dark golden eyes were filled with great confusion and a hint of bewilderment.
That night, it didn't seem like that. He tried hard to recall similar scenes until the person in his arms became increasingly eager for procreation, and their hands and feet kept moving and rubbing restlessly.
However, it seems that he doesn't have a suitable position... The snake-man's sharp teeth on both sides of his lips were stimulated and couldn't help but stick out, revealing his bright red tongue. His eyes trembled, and he seemed to have thought of something as he bent down.
"Hmm..." The scorching heat seemed to be suddenly drawn into the cool spring water, and the flames were extinguished by the moist coolness. Pei Qing's hands and feet gradually relaxed and he couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh.
The snake-man got up and carefully helped the dizzy woman A upstairs. After leaving with a satisfied expression, a small patch of fresh, damp water slowly appeared in the corner where the snake-man had been coiled.
When Shen Rong'an returned, he was surprised to find that Pei Qing was not working at the shop. After asking Xiliwen, he only got the answer that she was feeling unwell that day and had gone back to her bedroom to rest without eating.
He rubbed his temples wearily. These past few days, Shen Rong'an had gone to great lengths to prevent certain annoying 'friends' from finding this place. Although he couldn't completely hide their whereabouts, and it was only a matter of time before those nasty people found him, it had at least delayed things a bit, allowing him to spend more time alone with her, which was enough.
Shen Rong'an smiled gently. He was too lazy to pay attention to the undercurrents between Xiliwen and Pei Qing. He didn't think Xiliwen was Pei Qing's type, let alone any competition between them, even though he knew what had happened between them.
He was more worried about those unpleasant fellows who were about to arrive than about Helivin. That cunning fox had been trying to extract information from her; and that dog, so pitiful and obedient in front of her, was adept at coercing and bribing others.
They're all adept at feigning innocence and flattery, incredibly annoying. Those few are the ones he should bother avoiding. As for that cow-orc who's running away from his feelings? Ha.
Before knocking on the bedroom door, Shen Rong'an deliberately unbuttoned a few more buttons on his shirt, rubbed his reddened eyes, and let a few physiological tears dangle from the tips of his eyelashes. After doing all this, he smiled with satisfaction, knowing that Pei Qing liked this kind of thing.
He knocked on the door a few times, but no one answered. Shen Rong'an frowned and listened quietly at the door for a while, hearing the sound of someone sleeping soundly inside.
"He must have been too tired these past few days," Shen Rong'an thought knowingly, a knowing smile playing on his lips. He naturally pushed open the half-closed bedroom door, but the moment he looked up, his expression instantly stiffened.
The moment he pushed open the door, he met a pair of wide-open, dark golden vertical pupils.
Shen Rong stared intently at the intimate intertwined posture of the two, licked his back teeth, and his eyes gradually turned cold.
This is really...very bad.
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