Oops! My Beast Mates Can Hear My Inner Voice

How could he not want her?

He wanted her so badly he was going insane!

That was why a single, casual sentence from her could so easily shatter his defenses.

Every night he endured her being with another man was a battle against himself. One moment he’d tell himself to be magnanimous, the next he’d be consumed by the urge to tear her from their arms.

Night after agonizing night, he hid his deepest, most intense desires, forcing back the wicked part of himself time and time again.

Fei Yan nibbled on her earlobe and said in a hoarse voice, "I’ll use my body to show you, Mo’er, just how much I want you..."

But just as she was lost in a daze of passion, he suddenly stopped, coaxing her between breaths, "Mo’er, kiss me, won’t you? Just like I did a moment ago..."

Su Mo’s misty eyes met his. She reached out, wrapped her arms around his neck, and craned her head to meet him.

Fei Yan leaned down to accommodate her.

The last of his reason and patience was utterly shattered by her clumsy yet enticing advances...

The emotions he had suppressed for so long were finally unleashed.

But that possessive desire wasn’t alleviated in the slightest. Instead, it grew more avaricious, more insatiable.

His soul and body were both imprisoned, forever unable to escape her bonds...

In every moment he felt on the verge of losing control, he desperately restrained himself, refusing to hurt her.

As he sank into the abyss of passion, he panted and whispered, "Mo’er, do you have any idea how much I love you..."

Su Mo’s mind was a dizzy haze, and she couldn’t spare an ounce of energy to answer him.

A broken, alluring whimper escaped her lips.

He lowered his head and pecked at her flushed lips. "Don’t abandon me. Never leave me... Okay?"

Lost in a daze, utterly captivated by him, Su Mo mumbled, "Okay~"

...

When she woke the next day, Fei Yan was no longer in the room.

She could faintly hear his voice outside.

Little Nine’s voice suddenly rang out. "Host, quick! See if the Totem has been upgraded."

Su Mo subconsciously raised her arm. The moment her fingertips touched the dark pattern on her wrist, a brilliant light burst forth.

Little Nine exclaimed excitedly, "Awesome, it upgraded!"

Su Mo frowned. "But Fei Yan and I formed a contract a long time ago. Can the System Space give out rewards twice?"

Little Nine shook its head. "This time is different! This time you truly became one in body and soul~ Besides, didn’t that passerby’s favorability reach 90? And what about the Third Young Master..."

Before Little Nine could finish, Fei Yan pushed the door open and came in.

He helped Su Mo up from the bed and looked at her with a gentle smile. "Since you’re awake, how about getting up to wash and have breakfast?"

Su Mo, nestled in his arms and too lazy to move, asked, "What’s it like outside?"

"Last night, Jiang Wu’s people must have clashed with Mo Xiao and the others. They were planning a sneak attack, but the Lord Major General used my wife’s poison to handle it. You could call it a narrow victory."

Fei Yan didn’t tell her that he had also joined the battle in the middle of the night, after she had fallen asleep.

Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how you looked at it, this was good news.

When she and Fei Yan came out of the room, they ran right into Xuan Qing, who was standing outside.

The moment his calm, emotionless gaze fell on her, Su Mo’s heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Vaguely sensing that Xuan Qing’s aura was a little different from yesterday, she couldn’t help but ask, "Third Young Master, did you level up?"

Xuan Qing gave a faint "mm."

Su Mo was momentarily stunned.

’Wow, he’s a Level Nine Beastman now?! Why does it feel like leveling up is easier for him than for anyone else...’

Xuan Qing’s brow twitched slightly.

Su Mo took a pill from her pouch and gave it to him with a smile. "Congratulations! It’s not time for your next dose, but since you’ve leveled up, you can take an extra one."

Xuan Qing took it and swallowed it.

Fei Yan had a good idea why Xuan Qing had suddenly broken through to Level Nine.

Last night, while he and his wife were lost in their passion, he had clearly felt a powerful aura emanating from the next room.

It must have been quite an ordeal for the Third Young Master. While they were "cultivating" all night, he was cultivating all night, too... forcing himself to break through to Level Nine.

It was obvious that this seemingly ascetic Third Young Master could no longer suppress the feelings rampaging through his heart just by looking at the Heart Clarity Spell.

With a placid expression, Fei Yan bid Xuan Qing farewell and led Su Mo away by the hand.

Su Mo asked excitedly, "I’ve never seen a Level Ten Beastman before. How long will it take him to break through from Level Nine to Level Ten?"

Fei Yan smiled. "It’s hard to say. The final level is the most difficult to break through. Some people never reach Level Ten in their entire lives; a Beastman’s physical abilities have their limits. Some max out at Level Eight, others at Level Seven."

"Is that so?"

Su Mo subconsciously glanced at the Totem on her wrist. She was actually a little impatient to test the power of the upgraded Totem.

She wondered just how high this thing of hers could be upgraded.

Fei Yan also subconsciously glanced at the dark pattern on her wrist.

He had looked into the ’God’s Prophecy.’ The thing on his wife’s wrist wasn’t something just anyone could develop. She was likely no ordinary transmigrator.

In the afternoon, Xuan Wei arrived.

Xuan Shuang was currently busy fighting Jiang Wu’s forces outside, so she had come mainly to get some medicine from Su Mo to help treat the soldiers’ wounds.

Xuan Wei couldn’t hide her pleasant surprise upon learning that Xuan Qing had successfully advanced to Level Nine.

She whispered to Xuan Qing, "Are you taking out your romantic frustrations on your training?"

Xuan Qing wore the same unruffled expression. "Elder Sister, you’re overthinking things."

Xuan Wei chuckled. "You know perfectly well whether I’m wrong or not. I know what’s bothering you. You don’t like the situation with all those men around Miss Su. But you were too late, and you’re fated to have no chance to change the current state of affairs. Faced with the choice between changing your mindset or liking her, you chose to keep repressing your feelings."

"You can’t help but be drawn to her, yet you’re afraid of falling for her even more completely. But some feelings only grow wilder the more you suppress them." Xuan Wei caught him off guard, grabbing his wrist and revealing a faint scar.

"Your actions made the decision faster than your reason ever could. Your emotions defeated your logic long ago. Your heart confessed its love even before your lips could."

Xuan Qing pulled his hand back from her grasp, his expression as placid as ever.

Xuan Wei took a deep breath. "A person’s life doesn’t always follow the expected path. What’s the harm in losing control just this once?"

A short while later, Xuan Wei left with the medicine Su Mo had prepared for her. She also took the anti-enemy poisons Su Mo had prepared for them and Mo Xiao.

Su Mo’s poisons had been upgraded again; she had added every single thing she could think of.

Little Nine said she was crazy, but you couldn’t defeat a formidable opponent like Jiang Wu without being a little crazy.

After all, she was the female lead! An existence even more difficult to handle than Jin Tong.

And it proved to be useful. Jiang Wu’s people had suffered a loss last night.

But once a poison is used, it’s no longer a secret, so Su Mo had quickly adjusted the formula that morning.

This method couldn’t be used forever, either.

After all, the other side was also skilled in poison. Even though Su Mo had the Detoxification Pills from the system, it didn’t guarantee she was one hundred percent safe.

That evening, Su Mo and the others discussed things with Long Yan’s group. They agreed it was best not to drag this battle out for too long. Of course, the goal now wasn’t just to repel Jiang Wu, but to make her hurt. Only when the pain was great enough would she back down for a while. This, in turn, would give the Dragon Clan a chance to breathe.

However, it wasn’t the right time for a head-on confrontation. Jiang Wu’s forces currently had high morale, and... the plague from the arrows shot with infected patients’ blood had apparently not yet begun to spread.

So they had to find a way to stall for a few more days and wait for the perfect alignment of time, place, and people before fighting again!