Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain

The sound of flowing water had a tremendous impact on Yuan, who had exhausted all his efforts to become a proper wolf gentleman. This was something Ruan Qiuqiu hadn't anticipated.

Immersed in the warm water, she felt both her body and mind relax.

Warm water flowed over her arms. Ruan Qiuqiu touched the cord with the red communication bead around her neck and lifted her wet, long hair.

This was the first time Ruan Qiuqiu had bathed outdoors. The pitch-black surroundings felt a little frightening. She hesitated, moved closer to the warmth of the fire-heated grass, gripped the communication bead, carefully infused a trace of spiritual power into it, and called out to Mr. Big Bad Wolf, "Husband."

Standing on the cliff face, Yuan Jue, who was doing his utmost to prevent his demonic consciousness from radiating outwards, held the communication bead. Due to some uncontrollable imaginings, a blush crept up his handsome face. "Hmm? What's wrong?"

Ruan Qiuqiu shook her head. "Nothing. It's just a little dark."

"I'm here." Yuan Jue's voice was low and husky, and his pointed ears twitched.

Although he wasn't using his demonic consciousness, he remained vigilant. If any signs of life appeared, he would detect them immediately.

Ruan Qiuqiu chuckled and hummed in acknowledgment but didn't sever the connection through the communication bead.

Yuan Jue also held the glowing red bead, waiting quietly.

Not wanting to keep the wolf at home waiting too long, Ruan Qiuqiu washed as quickly as possible, then stepped out of the hot spring barefoot.

She quickly dried herself with spiritual power, put on her shoes, and then slipped into Mr. Wolf's oversized clothes.

The subtle sound of the fabric rubbing was amplified, mixed with the wind and her breathing, even more captivating than before.

Mr. Wolf, despite seeing nothing, had his neck and ears turn pink.

Taking advantage of the fact that his little wife couldn't see him, he covered half of his handsome face with his hand, trying to control his breathing and prevent himself from making any strange noises.

Actually, Yuan Jue's worries were a bit excessive. After all, Ruan Qiuqiu's hearing was only slightly better than that of an ordinary human. With so much noise around, she couldn't clearly pick up his ragged, rapid breathing.

Ruan Qiuqiu, now wearing Mr. Wolf's clothes, awkwardly discovered that they were truly enormous.

The sleeves extended far past her hands, and the robe's opening was so wide that she had to hold it closed with her hands to cover herself, making walking difficult as it dragged on the ground.

Ruan Qiuqiu sighed and simply sat down in the wooden wheelchair, pressing the robe with one hand and holding the communication bead with the other. "Husband… I'm done."

Hearing her words, Yuan Jue paused. Instead of replying, he cut off the communication, manipulated his butterfly wings, and quickly descended from the cliff.

Ruan Qiuqiu watched his fluffy tail sway back and forth, her heart itching.

Yuan Jue immediately noticed Ruan Qiuqiu's flushed face and the slightly unnatural way she was clutching his clothes. His ears folded, and he extended his long arm, turning the wooden wheelchair around.

"Wife, wait a moment. The wolf also needs to wash."

He bent down and whispered softly into Ruan Qiuqiu's ear.

While his words were perfectly normal, the way he spoke imbued them with a different meaning.

Ruan Qiuqiu suddenly felt even hotter. She hesitated for a moment before asking, "What about the clothes…?"

"…It's fine." Yuan Jue was too embarrassed to say that his wolf form's fur could transform into clothing, so he simply headed towards the hot spring.

Now, Ruan Qiuqiu could fully understand how Mr. Big Bad Wolf had felt while she was bathing.

Fortunately, the sound of water didn't last long. Mr. Big Bad Wolf was much faster than her and quickly returned, his long hair slightly damp.

"Done?" Ruan Qiuqiu asked, her voice a little hoarse.

"Mm." Yuan Jue raised his hand to brush back his wet hair from his forehead, revealing the still somewhat ghastly, ferocious-looking scars there.

Looking at his eyelashes, clumped together by water droplets, and his narrow, blood-colored eyes, Ruan Qiuqiu subconsciously raised her hand, circulating spiritual energy to dry the water droplets on him.

A cold breeze swept down her neck and through the oversized robe. Ruan Qiuqiu suddenly realized she still needed to hold the robe closed. She felt embarrassed and quickly used her other hand to tighten the robe, praying that it had only slipped down a little and the wolf hadn't seen anything.

Lost in thought, her finger accidentally poked Mr. Big Bad Wolf's cheek. It was soft and warm, completely different from his cold demeanor.

"Ah…" Ruan Qiuqiu withdrew her hand, embarrassed and apologetic. Glancing at Yuan Jue's seemingly surprised expression, she stiffly changed the subject. "Let's go back."

After speaking, she lowered her head, pretending nothing had happened.

Catching a glimpse of Mr. Big Bad Wolf's long legs from the corner of her eye, Ruan Qiuqiu accidentally saw something.

She wondered if her eyes were playing tricks on her. Her ears, previously chilled by the wind, instantly became hot, and her whole body felt as if it had been struck by lightning. Her fingertips trembled.

Did she… see wrong?

Ruan Qiuqiu closed her eyes, hypnotizing herself into believing she hadn't seen anything, and even more frantically changed the subject. "Um… it seems a bit cold."

Mr. Big Bad Wolf felt somewhat uncomfortable. He had experienced this before, but he could usually suppress it with demonic power.

However, today, with his excellent night vision, his gaze accidentally brushed over a glimpse of skin revealed when his little wife raised her hand. It was as if a kiss had been etched into his bones, impossible to forget.

It was as if all the blood in his body had been ignited, clamoring within him. He expended a great deal of effort but couldn't completely suppress those strange sensations.

Fortunately, because Yuan Jue didn't quite understand it, he wondered if the demonic blood within him had undergone some change. Thus, he didn't realize anything was amiss and appeared quite composed.

Normally, if he were wearing a long robe, any changes would naturally be concealed. But now, clad only in his thin layer of wolf fur, it was easily noticeable.

It was fortunate that his little wife was also a shy and inexperienced creature, too embarrassed to point out his inexplicable reaction.

"Okay." A husky, low voice sounded. Yuan Jue controlled his breathing and slowly manipulated his butterfly wings, carrying his little wife back home.

Ruan Qiuqiu leaned against him, closing her eyes. Her mind was filled with the image she had accidentally seen. The embarrassment faded, gradually replaced by uncertainty.

—Given the indescribable thing she had just seen, could she really… in the future?

This thought kept swirling in her mind. The more Ruan Qiuqiu thought about it, the more tired and sleepy she became.

During the long, ten-minute journey back to the cave, Ruan Qiuqiu, exhausted from the day's exertions, unknowingly fell asleep.

In her dream, she slept with Mr. Big Bad Wolf. So, the next morning, when Ruan Qiuqiu found herself sleeping alone, she felt a little disoriented.

She was still wearing Yuan Jue's clothes, and her body felt normal. Nothing had happened last night. Ruan Qiuqiu blushed and breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that Mr. Big Bad Wolf had gotten up again without her noticing.

Her arms were a little sore, likely an aftereffect of using too much healing energy yesterday.

Ruan Qiuqiu blushed as she got dressed. After washing up, she discovered that Mr. Wolf wasn't in the cave.

There was breakfast prepared in the small cave. Ruan Qiuqiu took a bite and found that it tasted even worse than before, with a faint hint of Leaf Spirit Flower.

Frowning, Ruan Qiuqiu carefully examined the small cave and discovered that several of the salt stones she had saved were missing.

Did he add too much salt? Or was his cooking simply that bad?

After finishing breakfast, Ruan Qiuqiu held the communication bead, intending to contact Mr. Big Bad Wolf.

Before she could infuse it with spiritual energy, Yuan Jue's voice came from outside the cave. "Wife, are you awake?"

Ruan Qiuqiu responded and grabbed her backpack, jogging towards the entrance.

The wooden door creaked open, revealing Mr. Big Bad Wolf's chiseled face.

There was snow on his black hair, and he held a clean, white pelt in his hand.

"Couldn't sleep last night, so I hunted a pelt," Yuan Jue said, his gaze shifting as if casually. "A gift for my wife."

Ruan Qiuqiu was stunned, a warmth spreading through her heart.

She stood on tiptoe, estimated the distance with her eyes, then tugged at Mr. Big Bad Wolf's sleeve with a slight frown. "…Bend down."

Yuan Jue looked puzzled but bent down nonetheless.

Ruan Qiuqiu wrapped her arms around his neck and gently bit his lip.

The wolf had just returned from outside, and even his pale lips were icy cold.

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