Chapter 202 The estrus season has arrived
The air is filled with an indescribable charming atmosphere.
The body temperature gradually rises, and the long-accumulated desire breaks free.
He wants the little Buddha.
Want to get the little Bodhisattva.
She held Sang Qing tightly in her arms, licking and kissing him, but she felt it was never enough.
not enough!
Totally insufficient.
Sang Qing's face flushed, and she finally pushed Shi Ying away, panting.
His eyes shifted away from Shi Ying's chest, which was also heaving violently due to panting.
"You haven't answered my question yet. What happened to you today? Why are you so out of control?"
The lights were dim, and the emotions in Shi Ying's eyes flickered.
Why?
He was extremely jealous when he saw the little Bodhisattva with someone else.
He didn't want the little Bodhisattva to have another beastly husband.
He wanted to keep the little Bodhisattva all to himself.
But if Wan knew about his despicable thoughts, would she divorce him just because he was jealous?
That was the person Ah Wan liked before...
He didn't want to answer, he didn't want a divorce.
He leaned closer, his lips brushing against Sang Qing's ear.
"Awan, I want..."
Sang Qing blushed, but refused: "No."
Shi Ying held his breath in his chest. The little Bodhisattva is always so calm.
But the fire aroused in him by the little Bodhisattva was hard to extinguish, his whole body was burning with heat and he could not get relief no matter what he did.
"If you're okay, I'll leave." Sang Qing gradually lost his patience and turned around to get out of bed.
Shi Ying half-knelt in front of Sang Qing, pursed her lips tightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she had made some kind of decision.
"Estrous!"
He grabbed Sang Qing and buried his head in her neck, hiding all the emotions in his eyes.
The voice seemed to come from the chest, dull and hoarse.
"Master, the estrus season has arrived!"
He was now burning with fever and feeling restless.
Only the little Bodhisattva can comfort her.
He wasn't lying.
It's the estrus season.
arrive.
Sang Qing was stunned, and his raised hand froze there.
Is that so…?
Is that why Shi Ying is so clingy?
So... unsatisfied?
After a long while, Sang Qing stammered, "Then... do I need to take medicine?"
How did Shi Ying get through the last estrus period?
"I don't want medicine, I want the master."
Shi Ying hugged her tighter.
"Only the master."
Even though Sang Qing was right in front of him, he still felt it was unreal, like sand that could not be grasped in his hands, or like bubbles in the sun that would scatter at the touch, making him feel uneasy.
What does he desperately want to achieve, what does he want to prove?
The ears on the top of his head popped out silently, and Shi Ying scratched Sang Qing's sensitive neck, breathing lightly.
"Master, please help me..."
“Please…”
The hot breath sprayed, stirring up a sea of heat.
Tiny murmurs escaped from the man's mouth, suppressing emotions that she did not understand.
Over and over again, it made her panic.
During the estrus period, it seems like it’s time to do... that.
"Owner……"
Shi Ying waited a long time for an answer and looked up at her.
The corners of his eyes are slightly red, like a big dog abandoned by its owner, uneasy and fragile.
Sang Qing sighed.
Nothing, her cat.
"Bow your head."
Shi Ying lowered his head, Sang Qing rubbed his ears, then tilted his head back and kissed him.
After getting permission, Shi Ying's chest shook violently, and he immediately took the initiative.
He clasped his big hand on the back of Sang Qing's neck, deepening the kiss.
He held Sang Qing's waist with his other hand and fell onto the bed.
The dress was loose, but Sang Qing did not refuse.
…
The lights flickered and bodies intertwined.
The ambiguity heats up, becoming hotter and deeper...
Covered by sweat, the palms of hands clasped tightly together above the head, the glimmer of the animal patterns, reflected each other.
The true possession finally gave a sense of security to the manic and depressed heart.
"Master, please don't abandon me."
“Also…” Don’t like others.
Scattered whispers were hidden among the passionate gasps.
Sang Qing was unable to respond to him and didn't even want to move her fingers.
…
Until the early morning, Shi Ying held the sleeping Sang Qing in his arms, with his nose touching the top of his head.
Jealousy dissipates and love surges.
That special fragrance seemed a little stronger, lingering at the tip of the nose and refreshing the heart.
Little Bodhisattva...
It finally belonged to him.
Shi Ying shook Sang Qing and whispered, "Master, take a bath before going to bed."
"It hurts~"
Sang Qing turned over and spoke in an unusually delicate voice.
So pampered.
Shi Ying was about to pick the person up when he suddenly discovered a bloodstain on the bed sheet where Sang Qing had turned over.
Shi Ying stood there in a daze, his heart in a panic.
After a while, he raised his hand tremblingly.
The moment I saw the mark on the inside of my wrist, my blood froze.
The feathers glow with a faint blue luster, as if the morning glow was woven into the feather shaft. When the wings are spread against the light, they turn into thousands of silver threads. If you look closely, each feather seems to be engraved with frosty water ripples.
Its wings spread out proudly, and its head lay obediently on the side of his wrist.
The tail feathers stretched out just enough to wrap around his wrist, domineeringly wrapping around his wrist in a complete circle.
This is the first time for little Bodhisattva!
But he was so indulgent... so demanding...
Shi Ying carried Sang Qing to take a shower and carefully put her back on the bed.
The breeze gently blows the gauze window, and a few rays of moonlight sneak into the house, casting dim shadows and illuminating the room with warmth.
Shi Ying stared at Sang Qing's sleeping face for a long time, still unable to recover from the shock.
But the mark of the beast on the wrist seemed so real.
He is Sang Qing's first male.
But why?
It was obvious that Sang Qing already had his beast mark on his body.
But Sang Qing’s mark of the beast only appeared today.
He always thought that Sang Qing had had sex with other orcs before, so there was no beast mark on his hand.
Therefore, they had never had sexual intercourse before, and Sang Qing had unilaterally bound him using other methods.
Sang Qing has never had sex with anyone else, and tonight is her first time.
So, why did he hate her so much before?
Was it just because she whipped him when he was weak that he went on a mental rampage?
But didn’t she repay him a hundredfold and a thousandfold?
What's this little pain?
Is it because she raped him while he was unconscious?
But she didn't.
Instead, he took away her virginity.
All hatred has no reason to support it, and he is the one who is completely at fault.
He misunderstood her.
A Wan never did anything wrong to him from the beginning.
And he had bared his fangs at her, hurting her far more than she had imagined.
A Wan saved him.
What did he do?
He wants to kill her?
Guilt and regret surged up and overwhelmed him, and he was almost unable to breathe due to the pain.
"sorry……"
"Master, I'm sorry..."
He mumbled apologies over and over again, repenting for his past mistakes.
Even if Awan hates him, it's reasonable.
He was wrong.
…
In the early morning, Sang Qing opened his eyes, but what he saw was not the familiar scenery.
This is Shiying's room.
Thinking back to the madness of last night, Sang Qing's face couldn't help but get hot.
Shi Ying was too...
It's too embarrassing to talk about.
What master, little Bodhisattva, Ah Wan...
All sorts of random names came out of Shi Ying's mouth...
Sang Qing raised her arms to cover her face, leaving only her beautiful cherry lips exposed.
I dare not even think about it.
Sang Qing got out of bed and found Shi Ying sitting on the balcony in a daze. The window was closed and he didn't even notice that she had gotten out of bed.
Shi Ying had torn her skirt last night. After putting on her inner clothes, Sang Qing went to the closet and found one of Shi Ying's shirts to wear over her skirt.
Shi Ying was much taller than her, and the shirt just covered her from hips to thighs.
"Huh?"
When Sang Qing was buttoning his shirt, he suddenly touched something on his neck.
A necklace, but she didn't wear a necklace last night.
Sang Qing came to the mirror. There was an exquisitely crafted snake bone necklace. The pendant was a kitten's head with two black ears. The part of the kitten's face was a complete and extremely pure ruby.
There are a few ambiguous red marks scattered on the side of the neck where the necklace is.
No need to think, it was left by Shi Ying's dog.
However, Shi Ying's back was also accidentally scratched by her.
Sang Qing calmed down and went to find Shi Ying.
On the balcony, Shi Ying didn't sleep all night.
He thought a lot, from the time he and Sang Qing first met to now, one thing after another.
A Wan remained sober throughout the whole process, while he was sinking deeply into depravity, but he was content with it.
“Wow—”
The window was suddenly opened. Shi Ying was startled and turned around suddenly.
Their eyes met, and Shi Ying subconsciously held his breath, a hint of uneasiness flashing in his eyes.
But when he saw Sang Qing wearing his shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to her wrists, revealing her long, white and smooth legs, she looked so pure and sexy that it was too tempting.
I couldn't help but feel my Adam's apple rolling, and the coolness that had been in the air all morning was instantly replaced by burning heat.
The atmosphere was a little subtle. Sang Qing tried hard to ignore the shyness and unnaturalness in her heart. She tugged at the corner of her clothes and explained calmly.
"You don't have any of my clothes in your room."
"Hmm." Shi Ying hummed softly in his throat, his eyes still fixed on Sang Qing.
Sang Qing walked over to Shi Ying and looked down at him. "How long will your...estrus period last?"
Sang Qing paused for a moment, and after saying those three words, he couldn't help but curl up his palms.
Shi Ying's eyes flickered and he said vaguely, "I don't know."
Sang Qing was silent.
The time is still uncertain...
A week? A month?
It depends on the person?
Apart from the fact that her menstrual cramps were more severe than in her previous life, her body seemed to be no different from that of a normal human being, and she had never experienced any particularly sensitive or empty periods.
Therefore, the estrus period should be unique to male orcs.
Sang Qing thought, it couldn't be too long after all.
And Shi Ying is her cat now, she is his wife.
So she said, "If you feel uncomfortable... come to me."
Sang Qing's voice gradually became lower and lower as he spoke the last few words, and it became difficult for him to speak.
But Shi Ying still heard it. He suddenly raised his head, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in his eyes.
It's a bit unbelievable, but also a bit of anticipation.
His ears popped out uncontrollably, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice became hoarse and gradually tinged with lust. "Really... is it okay?"
Shi Ying clenched Sang Qing's hand and stared at her with burning eyes.
Sang Qing felt a little hot in her ears when Shi Ying looked at her. She turned her head away and said "hmm" softly.
In an instant, a warm feeling surged in Shi Ying's heart.
Ah Wan is so good.
Awan has always been very nice to him.
The more this happened, the more guilty he felt.
"sorry……"
He murmured.
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