Oops! My Beast Mates Can Hear My Inner Voice

Su Mo lifted her gaze to look at him.

How could an expert at emotional control like Xuan Qing so easily let her see what he was thinking?

His icy expression, combined with his earlier tone, easily made Su Mo think he was angry.

’He’s not so angry he wants to kill me, is he...? What a petty bastard. I’d better not joke with him next time. He’s just a paper tiger who can’t take a joke!!!’

Su Mo frowned at him. "You’re hurting my wrist. Let go! If you don’t let go, I’m going to scream for help!"

Xuan Qing’s brow furrowed slightly before quickly smoothing over again.

Su Mo struggled, and he suddenly let go. Losing her balance abruptly, Su Mo instinctively fell backward.

Xuan Qing’s pupils contracted. In an instant, he caught the person before him, his scorching palm clamping firmly around her waist.

Caught off guard, Su Mo crashed into his chest.

Just as the atmosphere grew delicate, Fei Yan’s voice sounded from outside at the perfect moment: "Wife."

Su Mo froze and subconsciously pulled away.

Fei Yan’s gaze swept over her slightly flushed cheeks, then landed on Xuan Qing. In an unruffled tone, he said, "I’ve come to take her back to rest."

Xuan Qing nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Su Mo watched his departing figure, feeling a bit dazed.

’This Xuan Qing is getting stranger and stranger...’

Fei Yan reached out, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her from her thoughts. "Let’s go back to our room," he said in a low voice.

As he held her and led her out, she couldn’t tell if it was her imagination, but she felt the heat from his palm was surprisingly scorching.

’He didn’t see what just happened and get angry, did he?’

She subconsciously glanced at the man beside her, but Fei Yan’s expression was normal, the smile on his lips as gentle as ever.

’I must be overthinking it. Fei Yan has a gentle temperament; he wouldn’t be that petty~’

Fei Yan’s other hand, hanging by his side, clenched slightly.

’Not petty? He felt he was the pettiest man alive. Heaven knows how panicked he was when he saw that fleeting, unconcealable emotion in Xuan Qing’s eyes!’

’He knew Xuan Qing liked his wife, but now it seemed the Third Young Master’s affection for her far exceeded his imagination.’

Su Mo took a nap and completely forgot about the noon’s incident.

In the afternoon, she went to study some medicinal herbs with the Dragon Clan’s Witch Doctor. In the evening, she listened to Long Yan and the others discuss the situation outside, then returned to her room to bathe.

She hadn’t finished washing when a knock came at the door.

Fei Yan’s clear, soft voice came from outside. "Wife, it’s me."

"Come in."

Fei Yan pushed the door open, entered, and closed it behind him.

He then walked straight to the side of the tub, tested the water temperature, and added some more hot water for her.

Su Mo tilted her head to look at him, then gave a seductive smile. She extended a long, slender, and shapely leg. "I want a massage~ If you perform well, there’ll be a reward~"

Fei Yan’s dark eyes swept over the alluring sight. His Adam’s apple bobbed, and his voice came out low, husky, and charming. "Are you sure?"

Su Mo leaned in close, hooking his chin with a slender, pale finger. "Do you know how or not?"

Then he began to undo his outer robes, one piece, then two... He quickly stripped himself bare and with a light leap, landed in front of her.

Although they had been intimate with each other these past few days, Su Mo couldn’t help but blush at this moment.

The man before her stared at her intently, a smile playing on his lips as the corners of his eyes turned a rosy red. He enunciated each word, "I will definitely... perform... well!"

A moment later, Su Mo’s intermittent moans could be heard from the room, her voice trembling inexplicably. "You... you’re cheating! I... I didn’t say *this* kind of massage, did I?"

"This is the only kind I know." Fei Yan closed in menacingly. "If Mo’er is a good girl, you’ll definitely feel good. If you’re not... I have my ways of making you behave..."

"..."

Su Mo vaguely felt that he was a bit off tonight. Fei Yan rarely showed such an aggressive side to her.

In the past few days, even when he was on the verge of losing control, he would still be mindful of her feelings.

But tonight, he seemed dangerous.

She soon found out her feeling was correct.

He was like a man possessed today, turning a deaf ear to her pleas for mercy.

The tricks that had worked so well on previous nights were completely useless tonight.

Any time her mind wandered, even for a moment, he would notice it with precision and use it to threaten her.

"You can still get distracted at a time like this? Is it because I’m not doing a good enough job? Hm? It seems I’ll have to try harder, so Mo’er won’t have any energy left to think about other things... or other people..."

Su Mo shook her head dazedly, broken whimpers escaping her lips, each sound plucking at Fei Yan’s nerves.

In a daze, she heard him threaten, "Don’t casually talk to the Third Young Master anymore, understand?"

’The sight of Xuan Qing holding her in his arms at noon had driven him mad with jealousy. He had always thought he’d gotten his emotions well under control recently, but he never expected that a single small gesture from the other man could so easily shatter the self-restraint he was so proud of.’

’At that moment, he regretted bringing Xuan Qing along on this trip to the Dragon Clan.’

’In Fei Yan’s eyes, Xuan Qing’s words—"Why do you think I’ve repeatedly indulged you?"—were no different from a confession.’

’Xuan Qing liked their wife, but she wasn’t very interested in him yet. Perhaps they should take this opportunity to send Xuan Qing away sooner rather than later.’

’This Third Young Master really shouldn’t be allowed to stay by their wife’s side. Even if he just stood there and did nothing, he could easily make one feel a sense of crisis. And if he were to actually do something...’

Su Mo bit her lip, suppressing her broken cries, and answered him in a daze, "Mmm~"

He tormented her for practically the entire night. It was the most ferocious he had been since they arrived in the Dragon Clan’s territory.

...

That night, Jiang Wu emerged from her tent in the middle of the night and saw Jin Tong walking out with a dark, flustered expression.

’Just as she thought. As long as she wanted him to come, he had to appear before her.’

Jiang Wu flashed in front of him, blocking his path. She asked with a light laugh, "Where might Lord Jin Tong be going so late at night?"

"Get out of my way!" Jin Tong’s tone was hostile.

Jiang Wu sized him up, but when she saw the marks, both deep and faint, on his neck, she couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

"So it’s your mating season? Beg me, and I can naturally..."

Before she could finish, Jin Tong swatted her aside with a sweep of his palm and then flew off.

Lin Shan, who was behind him, scrambled to follow.

Jiang Wu watched the strange pair of master and servant, her heart filled with doubt.

’Doesn’t Jin Tong dislike Females? Then those marks on his body...’

’Him and Lin Shan?!’

’Jiang Wu was startled by her own thought, then immediately let out a cold sneer. No wonder he acted like he’d swallowed a Heartless Pill every time she tried to flirt with him! So that’s how it is!’

’Thinking of the marks on Jin Tong’s body just now, Jiang Wu felt even more disgusted. How badly must he have been taken advantage of?’

’She thought he might as well just chop off that useless thing of his. He can’t even handle a mere Lin Shan... Useless!’

In a nearby creek, Jin Tong’s brows were tightly furrowed.

’Damn that Su Mo! He really wanted to kill her right now, this very instant!’

...

The next day, Su Mo slept very soundly.

Xuan Qing didn’t brew medicine for Su Mo in the morning, because he knew she wouldn’t be able to get up.

At noon, he prepared lunch as usual.

Before lunch, Fei Yan went to the room to wake the person who was sleeping like the dead.

Su Mo opened her eyes, looked at the person in front of her, and said resentfully, "Go away."

Fei Yan held her a little tighter, pressing his forehead against her hair. His tone was sincere. "I was wrong. It’s my fault I couldn’t control myself last night and made Mo’er suffer. I promise, it won’t happen again."

’He had regretted it after she fell asleep.’

’How could he have pestered her so crazily just because he was jealous of Xuan Qing? He shouldn’t have lost control like that. It wasn’t like him.’

Fei Yan held her and coaxed softly, "Get up and eat. After you eat, you can hit or punish me however you want, Mo’er."

When Su Mo and Fei Yan came out, Long Yan and the others had already finished eating.

Xuan Qing brought out the dishes for the three of them. Before they had finished lunch, footsteps sounded from outside.

Su Mo tilted her head and saw Long Yan’s personal guard rush in. "Miss Su, something’s wrong!"