Chapter 40 Eat it all [Exclusive for the City Lord]

A Yao was woken up by a series of noises in the middle of the night. He was sleeping soundly on the Simmons mattress, but the temperature in the quilt was frighteningly hot.

what!
A Yao's mind was confused, and he felt as if a heavy object was pressing on him.

A Yao struggled for a long time and tried hard to push the heavy object.

However, only a familiar groan was heard.

The man was extremely strong and did not give A Yao any chance to resist, pressing him even harder.

A Yao suddenly became energetic and looked very spirited!

She opened her eyes and saw big silver watery eyes and a fluffy tail. Who else could it be? It was the figure of the city lord!

A Yao's head was full of question marks, and just as he was about to ask something, his mouth was blocked by a kiss.

"Master Ayao, I... also want to sleep with you..."

A Yao felt that he might still be a little sleepy. It was just a nap, no big deal.

Ying's eyes were red as she kissed with a lot of watery sounds, it was a bit too fierce.

It took A Yao a long time to push Ying's chaotic face away.

"I'm just sleeping, why did you wake me up?"

A Yao patted his quilt and moved a large area to give Ying some space.

There were undercurrents in the boy's eyes. Just sleeping was certainly not enough.

Ying held A Yao's little hand tightly and said pitifully, "Master A Yao, please have pity on me."

A Yao’s head is full of question marks again?

I thought, is this wolf cub going a little too far?

Why pity him if he doesn't sleep?
However, the next action was beyond A Yao's understanding.

The boy looked crazy and stubborn, and each move became more ferocious than the last.

A Yao can only be a skinned sausage.

It’s over. My life is over.

The boy turned over and let A Yao look at his strong body at will.

As harmless as a poor child who knows nothing about the world.

There were tears on Ying's face, and her miserable appearance gave A Yao a headache.

"I'm afraid of hurting you, Master Ayao, please comfort me..."

Anyway, the wolf cub is always miserable, so there’s no problem in giving him some sense of security.

When A Yao lowered his head resignedly and kissed the boy's lips, everything changed.

The best hunters often come in the form of the prey…

Even if A Yao has bad intentions, he is not made of iron.

Her face and body were soaked with sweat, and she collapsed on Ying's chest due to exhaustion.

A Yao was so tired that he looked like a sweaty man.

The boy was still sobbing, crying so sadly.

Ying suppressed his restlessness and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Wow, Master Yao, it hurts so much..."

The pair of silver eyes kept staring at A Yao, with mist in them, red eye sockets and tears flowing out.

Unfortunately, this wolf cub cried like a tearful person and couldn't be fed no matter what he did, so A Yao gave in.

The night was still long, and Ying told her with practical actions that the city lord had a strong body at the age of 200, and the mad boy was both wild and ferocious.

Ying really loved A Yao like crazy. When he thought about the little deer king and Lord A Yao living in the same nest, he couldn't help but feel so sad that he went crazy.

A Yao was tortured by him until he was dizzy, and only then was he willing to let him go.

The young man held A Yao carefully, without even a drop of sweat on his body.

Ying doesn't dare to go too far, after all, it concerns the happiness of the rest of her life.
When A Yao got up in the morning, Ying was kneeling on the ground with dark circles under his eyes and his tail hanging by his feet. It seemed that he knew he was wrong, and it looked like the boy had been kneeling for a long time.

A Yao thought about how crazy the wolf cub was at night, and tried hard to crush the pitiful thoughts in his heart.

She put on her clothes and didn't look at the boy again.

He just said coldly: "Stand up. I love you, but that doesn't mean you have to kneel down to others at every turn. The same goes for me. Otherwise, don't even think about me talking to you after today." Ying knew that Lord A Yao must be angry.

The boy's legs were numb and weak, but he still staggered to his feet and lowered his head properly.

"Master Ayao, please punish me. I'm afraid that I will anger you if I know my mistakes and don't correct them."

"I don't want to do this to Master A Yao, but Ying knows that she can't stand Master A Yao suffering even the slightest loss. She blames me for being useless. I'm really sorry."

A Yao pulled Ying's hand and placed it on his face.

His eyes were fixed on the boy's pale face.

"I am your wife and master, in every sense of the word. Even if you are a little crazy and a little tearful, I accept it."

"Ying, I don't know how to say sweet words."

"But remember, I care about your heart, not less than I care about myself."

"I won't punish you. My body hurts, but I won't do anything to you. You should take care of yourself from now on."

Ying shuddered.

He was so scared that he did something wrong but not only was he not punished, but he was defended by Lord Ayao.

He acted very aggressively, without considering Lord Ayao's feelings.

Ying saw the results of his battle at a glance. His fair skin was covered with blue and purple marks. Although he had restrained himself last night, he had really hurt Lord A Yao badly.

His body was so weak, how could Lord Ayao possibly endure it?
Ying also held A Yao's face with her other hand, her silver eyes looked particularly deep.

"I will take care of your feelings, Master Yao. Ying really likes you."

The high priest stood by the door frame with a serious expression and coughed lightly.

"Don't look for such a high-sounding excuse to eat the kitten clean."

"Just because my wife doesn't punish you doesn't mean I won't punish you."

"Ying, you are too presumptuous. I will bring the kitten to live with me to prevent you from going crazy and scaring her."

A Yao secretly gave Mu Hui a look of gratitude.

The high priest lowered his eyes and smiled.

After breakfast, Mu Hui really took A Yao away, leaving Ying with a gloomy look on his face, frantically handling official business in the City Lord's Building.

The crazy one has to be of some use.

A Yao didn't rest well last night. During the day, he slept on the legs of Mu Hui, who was conscientiously carving a tortoise shell.

She squinted her eyes comfortably and said, "Mu Hui, so gentle."

The priest freed one hand and stroked A Yao's hair a few times. His movements were light and gentle indeed.

The man sighed.

"Kitten, I'm definitely not a good person. I get jealous too, but I hope that Kitten is happy and healthy. As for the rest, you can give it to me, but I will be obedient if you don't."

"I've seen too much misfortune in my life, and I just want to show the kitten my best side, and that's all."

"I love you."

A Yao opened his eyes and suddenly hugged the patient and gentle priest.

She grabbed Mu Hui's neck, but her sharp teeth only nibbled and bit him lightly.

Mu Hui was startled by A Yao.

Ah Yao whispered in his ear: "I love you too."

The priest seemed unable to bear the throbbing and uneasy emotion, and held A Yao's head firmly, biting through his flesh with a familiar pain.

It turns out that I was not dreaming, the kitten is really well-behaved.

A Yao drank a mouthful of blood, and his body froze as he just wanted to retreat, but he didn't expect that the hooked fangs would pierce deeper.

Mu Hui carefully stroked A Yao's back and nudged A Yao's cheek with his head.

"Drink it. This little bit of blood is not even enough for me to lose a hair. Don't worry about me."

"I really like kittens biting me, just consider it my quirk."

A Yao was shocked. What kind of pervert is this?
Doesn’t it hurt?

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　　(End of this chapter)