Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain

Tianluo wondered if Mr. Big Bad Wolf's "wild bath" was just a simple rinse with cold water outside, like in the memory world.

It was winter now; bathing outside must be freezing.

And he was injured.

Ruan Qiuqiu tied Mr. Big Bad Wolf's fur string, her heart stirring slightly. She brushed a strand of mutated water-type spiritual power over his long hair, drying it.

The faint sensation of warm fingertips brushing against the back of his neck made Yuan Jue, the entire wolf, tremble uncontrollably. Especially when the thought that he was the Tianluo Gray Wolf this person had been thinking about flashed through his mind, he was even more shaken, his handsome face flushing crimson.

Ruan Qiuqiu was still waiting for the wolf to answer her question. When she looked up, she saw that his furry ears were standing erect at some point, the fur on them twitching, as if the pain from his previous injuries had completely dissipated.

Slightly annoyed, she couldn't help but place her hands on the wolf's ears, which she had always wanted to touch, and whispered a complaint, "Mr. Tianluo Gray Wolf, why aren't you answering my question?"

Her movements were gentle. As her fingertips brushed against his strangely sensitive ears, she couldn't help but marvel at how fine and soft the fur was. Unlike the slightly coarser fur on Mr. Big Bad Wolf's tail, the fur on his ears was incredibly soft.

Although the area was small, because it was a special spot, it was warm and felt much better to touch than the fur on a panda's head.

Gently rubbing the silver soft fur with her fingertips, Ruan Qiuqiu was a little reluctant to let go.

She thought somewhat petulantly, if Yuan Jue didn't answer her question, she would keep touching his ears!

A slight tremor passed through her fingertips, making them tickle.

"Wife…"

A noticeably hoarse voice sounded. Yuan Jue folded his ears, trying to dodge with some difficulty. At the same time, he slightly raised his head, quickly turned around, and gently clasped Ruan Qiuqiu's wrist with his large hand.

"Itchy."

Mr. Tianluo Gray Wolf pursed his rosy lips, the white fur strings obscuring most of the blush on his handsome face.

With her wrist held by him, Ruan Qiuqiu couldn't continue touching Yuan Jue's wolf ears. Still waiting for his answer, a slight feeling of frustration rose in her heart. She finally broke free from his grasp, walked straight to the wedding bed, sat down, and said nothing.

Yuan Jue's ears twitched several times, and the blood that had nearly boiled from his wife's touch finally began to cool.

But the wolf quickly realized something was wrong. He hesitated for a moment, then simply stood up and groped his way towards the wedding bed.

Ruan Qiuqiu hadn't expected the wolf to stand up so suddenly and was startled. While it wasn't obvious when he was sitting, now that he was standing, she could clearly see the scar that stretched from his neck down to his chest. She forgot all about sulking.

She quickly went to the wolf's side and held his arm. "Are you injured on your body too?"

After asking, she felt it was redundant. The wolf, who had clearly taken a wild bath outside and was injured, was unwilling to answer her questions.

Ruan Qiuqiu's expression darkened slightly, and she bit her lip without speaking further.

While she was silent, a certain wolf was trying to figure out how to explain the Winter Bear Tribe's barrier without worrying Qiuqiu. After thinking for a long time, he decided it might be more convenient to communicate directly with Ruan Qiuqiu using his demon consciousness.

So, when the person and the wolf reached the wedding bed, just as Ruan Qiuqiu was about to release her hold, Yuan Jue gently embraced her waist and pressed her onto the soft animal hide mattress.

Ruan Qiuqiu "???"

She hadn't expected this usually aloof and shy wolf to suddenly make such a move. The moment she fell onto the soft animal hide mattress, she was slightly stunned, her mind blank. She only subconsciously reached out and pressed against Yuan Jue's chest.

Sensing Ruan Qiuqiu's slight resistance, a blush spread across Yuan Jue's jade-like face. He pursed his lips and explained in a calm voice, "Don't be nervous, wolf… won't do anything."

Ruan Qiuqiu "…"

In this awkward position, with those words spoken, should she believe Yuan Jue, or should she not?

After a brief internal struggle, Ruan Qiuqiu, still harboring some anger, felt truly uncomfortable. Angrily, she closed her eyes, waiting to see what this wolf was up to.

If he dared to bite her, she absolutely wouldn't be embarrassed like before. She would bite back, and she would bite him even harder.

Because of her worry and anger, Ruan Qiuqiu didn't realize that her current thoughts were no different from those of a childish cub. She was even less nervous in anticipation of biting back.

Unfortunately…

Qiuqiu seemed to have forgotten that, having just recovered from her cultivation state, her body was unusually sensitive.

Yuan Jue had originally only intended to touch foreheads with her and transmit his demon consciousness, which contained a lot of information, to his little wife. But as he drew near, he felt Ruan Qiuqiu trembling slightly.

Noticing this, Yuan Jue, who hadn't initially thought he was doing anything out of the ordinary, couldn't help but let his tail appear.

He propped himself up on the wedding bed with his arms, trying to avoid close contact with his little wife, who seemed to be very afraid of him and even more shy than he was (not really). He tried to control his breathing, making it as even as possible.

His cascading black hair fell, brushing against Ruan Qiuqiu's neck, causing her to tremble.

Her forehead touched something soft and warm. Ruan Qiuqiu's long eyelashes brushed against Yuan Jue's through the fur strings, and the tips of their noses touched lightly. In the quiet cave, even their breathing and time seemed to stop completely, closely intertwined.

Ruan Qiuqiu felt Mr. Big Bad Wolf's eyelashes tremble even more than her own, and the shyness in her heart dissipated in an instant.

But before she could relax, she felt something moving from her forehead, little by little, into her mind.

A strange warmth spread rapidly from her forehead. Ruan Qiuqiu felt as if her entire soul had floated out, immersed in the massive flow of information transmitted by Yuan Jue.

In the hazy white mist, she seemed to have become a consciousness again, following Mr. Big Bad Wolf in the mist, thoroughly exploring the entire back mountain of the Winter Bear Tribe.

The broken barrier, the strange plants, the pursuing demonic creatures…

Ruan Qiuqiu quickly understood. Mr. Big Bad Wolf wasn't trying to do anything to her; what he said was literally what he meant.

A tingling sensation spread through her heart. She didn't know whether to feel disappointed or amused.

Ruan Qiuqiu focused on memorizing all the information, but she was still slightly puzzled—

In the white mist, Yuan Jue's figure was blurred, and throughout the entire exploration process, there was no mention of where he took his wild bath, nor how he was injured.

Ruan Qiuqiu vaguely understood that the wolf probably didn't want her to worry, but she still couldn't help but frown.

As the white mist gradually dissipated and the wolf's breathing grew more distant, Ruan Qiuqiu couldn't help but open her eyes.

She mustered her courage, bit her lip, and finally asked the question in her heart, "Wolf, you bathed outside?"

Yuan Jue, who was trying his best to maintain his elegant wolf persona, was filled with surprise when he heard her words, which carried an indescribable meaning. The surprise quickly transformed into an unspeakable, gentle joy.

Even though Qiuqiu was only worried about him and didn't mean anything else, the jealous wolf, with his own way of thinking, interpreted it as his little wife being jealous of his wild bath.

Lost in his own thoughts, Yuan Jue's breathing gradually quickened. He lay down on his side next to Ruan Qiuqiu, the corners of his lips curling up. His low voice held back a hint of a smile as he shyly explained, "Wolf wore his own clothes… near a hot spring. There were only rocks around, no living creatures, not even plants."

Ruan Qiuqiu "…"

Ruan Qiuqiu "???"

The wolf's train of thought was so peculiar that she was stunned for a moment before she realized what he was saying.

The displeasure she had felt in her heart vanished almost instantly. She curved her lips into a smile and reached out, slowly touching the tip of Mr. Big Bad Wolf's tail.

The wolf, probably not prepared for his tail to be touched, couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. It was brief, like a firework that bloomed for less than a breath, the trailing sound low and husky, making Ruan Qiuqiu's face flush.

As if burned, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but Mr. Big Bad Wolf was thinking about the kiss that had lightly brushed his lips not long ago.

The scheming wolf pressed his wife's hand against his tail, his voice so soft it was almost a murmur, "Wife touched wolf's tail."

"Can wolf bite wife now?"

He seemed to be following their usual routine, but Ruan Qiuqiu was taken aback by the Tianluo Gray Wolf's shamelessness.

He had bitten her before without her asking to touch his tail!

Even thinking this, Ruan Qiuqiu found, with a soft heart, that she couldn't refuse this damned, sweet wolf's request.

She curled up a little, pulling an animal hide blanket over herself, attempting to hide the involuntary reaction that might occur after he bit her.

Despite her shyness, Ruan Qiuqiu decided to tell the wolf about how his demonic energy, or perhaps his yao power, could accelerate her cultivation speed.

After hearing Ruan Qiuqiu's words, even Yuan Jue, the usually stoic Yuan Jue, couldn't maintain his composure.

"Oh?" Although he was almost blushing furiously, he still pretended to be calm, letting out a low "oh" that made Ruan Qiuqiu's face practically steam.

She was glad she hadn't said how it affected her, otherwise, this wolf might have become even more outrageous. Why hadn't she noticed before how the kind and gentle Mr. Tianluo Gray Wolf could be so presumptuous?

Yuan Jue couldn't help but chuckle softly. He finally told his little wife, in a low voice, that her spiritual power could also rapidly increase his cultivation.

However, her spiritual power only caused a tingling sensation in him. Although it was strange and made him feel hot all over, it wasn't unbearable.

Therefore, the wolf kept this to himself.

It had to be said that the person and the wolf were both straightforward and shy in certain aspects, their thought processes frighteningly similar.

His demon consciousness, not entirely withdrawn, landed softly on Ruan Qiuqiu's lips. A small black mist appeared on Yuan Jue's slender fingertips, eliminating all threats, and he gently pressed on Ruan Qiuqiu's wrist.

Qiuqiu also sent her mutated water-type spiritual power towards Mr. Big Bad Wolf. But as a familiar yet strange sensation spread through her limbs and bones, she wondered, if he wanted to bite her, shouldn't it be on her wrist?

The light in front of her was suddenly blocked by something. Ruan Qiuqiu, half-opening her eyes under the almost unbearable surge of spiritual power, saw Yuan Jue's handsome face looming larger and larger in her field of vision.

She couldn't help but widen her eyes slightly, her other hand clutching the animal hide blanket.

A soft, warm touch landed on her lips, but almost as soon as Ruan Qiuqiu felt it, the strange sensation disappeared. Mr. Big Bad Wolf, his face completely red, immediately pulled back.

Ruan Qiuqiu, forced to endure the slight burning sensation in her meridians, blinked slowly. It took several seconds for her to realize—

Had… had Yuan Jue just kissed her?

Her heartbeat rapidly accelerated to an unpredictable speed, and Ruan Qiuqiu instantly felt like she was about to explode from the heat.

She diligently circulated the spiritual power within her body for cultivation, while quickly pondering a crucial question—

Was her and Yuan Jue's first kiss really that… uneventful?

Why was the wolf's face redder than hers, his fur strings almost soaked with his tears?

But she seemed to have felt… nothing special at all.

It had even happened so fast that she hadn't retained any particular memories. This brief kiss, like a light feather, had vanished.

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