Who doesn’t like handsome men?
Fu Ying turned his head and looked at Yu Li, who also had a gloomy expression.
She said softly, "Don't worry. Now that I've brought you back, I won't forget what I promised you. I will take good care of Wu's injury. You can go out with them and wait."
Yu Li stared at her calm expression, but his eyes unconsciously fell on her slightly parted lips.
The diamond-shaped lips, bright red like blood, spoke soothing words, so incredibly soft.
He was puzzled. How could such lips produce such a soul-stirring sound as last night? The broken sobs and the weeping breaths seemed to be able to arouse all the violent desires hidden in the male's bones.
"What are you looking at?" Teng Yin's sad voice sounded.
His dark green pupils narrowed, and his eyes fell on Yu Li, full of hostility.
Snakes and golden eagles are naturally antagonistic. It's fine with the duck, but he didn't want to be bound to a female in the first place, so why would he care about other males? But now, he will never allow another bird to join them!
Yu Li's back stiffened, and he clenched his fists suddenly, forcing himself to suppress the beautiful memories in his mind. He walked out of the bamboo house without looking back, as if to fulfill Fu Ying's words. It would be better if he ignored the back that was as tense as a bowstring.
Teng withdrew his gaze from Yu Li, and licked the fangs dangerously with the tip of his tongue: "You are such a fool."
"If anything happens, call us immediately."
Before leaving, Bai Cang gave Wu a meaningful look, and gently rubbed Fu Ying's hair with his slender fingers.
After saying this, he turned and left the bamboo house.
As soon as he left, Teng grabbed Fuying's waist with one hand, pinched her chin with the other hand, and kissed her hard on her red lips. His fangs grazed her soft lips faintly, with a hint of punishment.
"A female who attracts bees and butterflies!" He panted softly against her forehead, with dark currents surging in his dark green vertical pupils.
Fu Ying's mouth twitched, and he felt that he was extremely innocent.
"Heh." Teng took one last look at Wu who was sitting on the bamboo bed, sneered, and then turned and left.
As the door of the bamboo house was closed, the room immediately became quiet.
Wu slowly raised his head, looked around, and subconsciously pursed his lips.
"Do you remember who I am?" Fu Ying's voice came softly.
Wu paused slightly and looked in the direction of the sound.
When he met her narrow fox eyes, he said in surprise: "My female!"
Fu Ying raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the man in front of her inconspicuously.
Wu's eyes were sincere and clear, without a trace of falsehood. He didn't look like a fool, but the possibility that he was pretending was zero.
Based on her understanding of Wu, this man who is proud to the core, has always been calm and steady. He is definitely not someone who would pretend to be weak for the sake of revenge, because he simply disdains to pretend to have amnesia to achieve his goals.
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she waved to Wu: "Come here."
Wu hesitated for a moment, but still stood up and walked towards her, and placed his slender hand in her palm hesitantly.
Fu Ying took his hand. Unlike the coolness of other males, Wu's palm was warm and dry, with calluses still on his fingertips. She tilted her head slightly and asked, "Did Yu Li tell you that I'm your female?"
Wu nodded first, then shook his head and whispered, "Yu Li only said that I have a female, but he didn't tell me who it is."
"Then how did you recognize me?" Fu Ying spoke softly, revealing a curious expression at the right time. Her slender fingertips clasped Wu's wrist inconspicuously. In a moment, she had an idea in her mind.
Wu was indeed seriously injured and inhaled too much smoke from the wildfire, which damaged his brain and caused his amnesia.
In this situation, he can only rely on himself to recover slowly, and he will remember it sooner or later.
Of course, even if she could be cured immediately, she didn't want to.
A male who should have hated her to the core inexplicably lost his memory and even forgot the abuse the original owner had done to her. This was a godsend opportunity for her to capture him. How could she miss it?
Wu pointed at her waist. She was wearing a crimson gauze skirt, revealing a snow-white waistline with various colored patterns on it, like some kind of mysterious totem.
In the hidden part where the waist and hips meet, a pair of golden-red wings are spread out. Although the full picture cannot be seen, it can still be seen that the lifelike wings belong to the golden eagle family, and it seems that it is about to break free from its restraints and soar into the sky.
Fu Ying lowered his eyes to take a look and chuckled, "Yes, it is indeed your contract mark."
Her voice was full of charm, yet with a certain deliberate softness, which made Wu's tense nerves unconsciously relax.
His golden-red eyes looked at her intently, and he whispered, "You are beautiful, I like you very much."
Fu Ying was slightly surprised. She really didn't expect that Wu, after losing his memory, would actually say such sweet words.
She quickly calmed down, gently caressed Wu's cheek, and smiled even more deeply: "What a coincidence, I like you too."
At this time, the favorability will naturally be eaten away bit by bit.
Of course, she wasn't lying. Who doesn't like handsome men?
The beastly husbands that the original owner had taken possession of were all extremely beautiful, rarely seen in the world, yet all very different from each other.
There is almost no repetition among the gentleness of Danyue, the arrogance of Teng, the beauty of Baicang, the laziness of Qinglan, the sinisterness of Ni, the fragility of Luoheng, and the wildness of Buyehou. Just like stamp collecting, each has its own charm.
And the duck in front of me is also different.
Even if you lose your memory, what is in your bones cannot be erased.
He was as steady as a mountain, profound and reserved, with a reassuring sense of reliability in his bones, just like the way he sat at the moment, with his back straight, and a loneliness that would rather break than bend.
This inexplicably reminded Fu Ying of the situation at the tribal trade conference.
As a trafficked stray orc, he was covered in wounds. While other orcs had numb faces and begged in sorrow, he alone remained silent. Even though his body was covered in blood and he was in such a miserable state, he still remained unyielding.
After being raised in the Golden Eagle Tribe for several days, he was no longer as thin as when I first met him.
Wu is extremely tall, almost as tall as Yu Li, standing out from the crowd.
He was wrapped in animal skins, but one could see some hideous scars on the edges of his sturdy body, probably left from his time as a wandering orc. However, on such a scarred body, he had a very handsome face.
He had an outstanding bone structure, and a few unhealed scars remained on his fair face. His eyebrows were like distant mountains, his nose was like a hanging gall bladder, and his Adam's apple rolled slowly with his breathing, bringing with it a certain indescribable sexiness.
Among his facial features, his eyes, a pair of golden and red, were the most outstanding. Although they did not have the cold gleam he displayed during the tribal trade conference, their color still made him look fierce and fierce, with a sharpness that made people dare not look directly at him, as if they could penetrate the most secret corners of people's hearts.
"Like?" Wu was stunned, his eyes fell on her face.
Fu Ying smiled softly, her bright red lips parted slightly: "Yes, I like you. Since you are my male, how could I not like you?"
Wu lowered his eyes to look at the hand holding his own, his fingertips suddenly tightening, and whispered, "But Yu Li said... you once broke my wings with your own hands, destroyed my star pattern, and made it impossible for me to return to the tribe. Is this true?"
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