Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain

Ruan Qiuqiu was glad that when she made clothes for Yuan Jue, she had designed a few extra straps. Now, with all of them tied tightly, she wasn't too exposed.

However…

Ruan Qiuqiu glanced at her exposed calves, feeling quite helpless.

This wolf, he didn't even bring me an animal skin skirt!

Although she wasn't cold at all and even felt a little warm in his presence, wearing a skirt or not made quite a difference.

Ruan Qiuqiu's ears, which had finally cooled down, felt warm again.

I suspect His Majesty the Demon King is being a rogue, and I have evidence.

Patting her flushed cheeks, Ruan Qiuqiu hugged the cleaning supplies Mr. Tianluo Xingyue Wolf had prepared on the stone table. After a moment of hesitation, she left the bridal chamber wearing the clothes filled with Yuan Jue's scent.

To her surprise, Yuan Jue wasn't in the cave.

Ruan Qiuqiu quietly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly finished cleaning herself.

She was surprised to find that the spiritual power within her dantian had surged dramatically. A rough estimate suggested she had broken through the threshold of the third rank and barely reached the fourth.

Moreover, something seemed to be gradually forming in her mind, like a hazy mist, bringing her an extraordinary perception, as if…

As if it's the demon consciousness Grandma Ruyi mentioned?

She knew that demons and magical beasts who reached a certain level of power would develop something similar to divine consciousness, allowing them to perceive the surrounding world.

But how did my cultivation improve so rapidly after just "cultivating" with Yuan Jue for a while yesterday?

Ruan Qiuqiu suddenly understood why the wolf said he needed to prepare many things for the bonding ceremony.

I'm still weak, and I might be forced to improve my strength during the ceremony. Naturally, I need to prepare many other things…

Thinking of this, Ruan Qiuqiu couldn't help but sigh softly.

She slowly walked to the cave entrance and saw a small, green sprout emerging from the stone in front of the cave. She didn't know what kind of plant it was.

Sunlight filtered through the still somewhat gloomy clouds, accompanied by golden-edged colorful clouds and the dark hues of the storm clouds, giving Ruan Qiuqiu a feeling of distorted spacetime.

She sniffed lightly, her nose filled with a rich fragrance, but she couldn't locate Yuan Jue.

Staring at the sunlight on the ground, Ruan Qiuqiu's thoughts drifted, and she thought of everyone in the Winter Bear Tribe.

Mo Xi has been dealt with, and the Forbidden Treasure Mountain has been moved from the Winter Bear Tribe's back mountain to the Demon Realm… I wonder how Grandma Ruyi and the others are doing. Has Yue Chen returned to the Demon Realm? Do they have enough food…

As she thought, Ruan Qiuqiu subconsciously reached for the communication pearl on her neck.

To her surprise, she felt nothing.

The communication pearl that had always hung around her neck was gone.

Not only that, but Ruan Qiuqiu, who had been immersed in the thrill of reuniting with Yuan Jue, finally noticed that the night pearl on her wrist was also missing.

“?”

For a moment, Ruan Qiuqiu couldn't remember when these items had disappeared from her.

She tried hard to recall and finally vaguely remembered that it seemed to have happened yesterday afternoon, in the hot spring, when Yuan Jue was blushing and nuzzling against her.

What did that wolf say at the time? "Wife, these are old. Wolf will… get you new ones."

Ruan Qiuqiu: "…………"

She touched her empty neck, still feeling a little unaccustomed.

Maybe he went to get new communication pearls? Ruan Qiuqiu thought, not staying outside for long. She turned and entered the cave—she hadn't had a chance to carefully examine Yuan Jue's residence after all these years.

Ruan Qiuqiu walked around and found that apart from being larger, it was no different from their previous cave.

There was only one additional small cave with a wooden door. The wooden door even had a small, lock-like object, emanating a barrier, seemingly protecting something. She wondered if it was where he kept his private stash of money.

Ruan Qiuqiu was curious, but thinking she should give the wolf some privacy, she didn't push the door open.

However, to her surprise, as she passed by the small cave, the wooden door opened automatically, as if welcoming her in.

Ruan Qiuqiu hesitated for a moment, only standing by the door and glancing inside.

With just one glance, she was struck as if by lightning, her eyes filled with astonishment, unable to move a step further.

Where her gaze fell, countless drawings covered the walls.

As far as the eye could see, every single one was of her.

Ruan Qiuqiu's eyes instantly stung. Her throat felt dry, and she couldn't help but take a step forward. At the edge of the door crack, following the light, she saw the edges of those drawings. Each stroke, written in the "words" she had once mentioned to him, was filled with her name and the morbid longing that couldn't be expressed during those dark years.

Ruan Qiuqiu Ruan Qiuqiu Ruan Qiuqiu Ruan Qiuqiu…

Wife Wife Wife Wife Wife Wife Wife Wife Wife Wife Wife…

Some of the words even had spots of blood, like Yuan Jue's darkest secrets locked away in his heart.

Faced with such a somewhat frightening scene, Ruan Qiuqiu didn't feel scared at all.

She stretched out her hand, slowly tracing those names of varying depths, her heart burning hot.

"Wife…"

A hoarse, choked voice came from behind. Ruan Qiuqiu turned around and met Mr. Demon King's narrow, blood-red eyes.

Yuan Jue was holding a small wooden box that looked like a food container. His eyes were red as he looked at her. Although he was already very powerful, he looked extremely miserable and pitiful, as if he would be abandoned at any moment.

Ruan Qiuqiu looked into Yuan Jue's eyes. Those blood-red eyes held nervousness, pleading, anticipation, helplessness, fear, dominance, and a strong possessiveness, but no shame or anger.

Those nightly pleas still echoed in her ears. Ruan Qiuqiu squeezed her fingers and, without any hesitation, threw herself into his arms.

Her voice trembled slightly, her hands tightly gripping his back. "…Where did you go?"

Yuan Jue's feelings for her were intense enough to incinerate her, and hers for him were no different.

It could only be him, and it would always only be him.

She truly loved this big wolf who deliberately confessed to her, full of little schemes, just like the wolf cub he once was.

Yuan Jue carefully embraced Ruan Qiuqiu, bent his head slightly, gently cupped her face, and with tender eyes, placed a string of kisses near her ear.

The kisses trailed down to the corner of her lips, turning Ruan Qiuqiu's initial sadness and heartache into something entirely different.

Mr. Yuan always had a magical power to transform sad things into warmth in a short time.

Ruan Qiuqiu stood slightly on tiptoe, almost breathless from his kisses.

She felt her face burning hot and noticed from the corner of her eye that Yuan Jue's wasn't much better. Finally, she mischievously touched the wolf's lean waist, thinking he would stop now.

But Ruan Qiuqiu clearly hadn't expected that Yuan Jue not only didn't let go of her but stiffened, becoming even more agitated.

Even the initially tender kisses gradually changed in nature.

Sensing the beginnings of something that had made her uncomfortable yesterday, alarm bells instantly rang in Ruan Qiuqiu's mind, and some parts of her skin began to feel hot.

She felt she hadn't recovered yet and couldn't handle it.

"…Mmm." During a break in the kisses, Ruan Qiuqiu turned her face away and pressed her hand against her red lips. "…Hungry."

Yuan Jue's eyes flickered, and a faint smile curved his lips. He chuckled in a low, ambiguous voice.

Ruan Qiuqiu: "…"

She could still feel his arousal. Looking up, she saw that his handsome face was flushed, his narrow eyes curved in a rare, unreserved way, youthful and shy, yet exceptionally alluring.

She had been looking forward to seeing his reaction after he learned about normal physiological knowledge, but she hadn't expected him to be both shy and composed.

"Wife." Yuan Jue leaned in slightly, his thin lips brushing against her earlobe, his voice deep and ambiguous, with a slight pant. "…Your face is so red."

Ruan Qiuqiu: "……………" I don't want to hear that from you, okay?

And his face was clearly as red as hers. Originally, they were equally flushed, but after he touched her sensitive ear, Ruan Qiuqiu became the one with the redder face.

She didn't want to talk to him anymore. She childishly bit the corner of his lip, eager to see whose face would turn redder, unaware that she had completely fallen into Yuan Jue's trap and was rewarded with many more kisses.

By the time she finally got to eat, Ruan Qiuqiu was exhausted.

There were still some lingering effects from regaining her memories. Although her strength had increased considerably, Ruan Qiuqiu quickly felt tired.

The food still didn't taste very good, but it was much better than before.

Thinking of Mr. Tianluo Xingyue Wolf cooking for her while still injured, Ruan Qiuqiu felt a pang of guilt. She leaned lightly against Yuan Jue's shoulder and softly asked him if he really couldn't taste anything before.

Yuan Jue was silent for a moment, a trace of embarrassment flickering across his handsome face. However, he had already learned that acting spoiled was effective. He just pursed his lips, frowned slightly, and mumbled, "…A little."

His "a little" probably meant he couldn't taste anything at all.

Ruan Qiuqiu felt distressed. Remembering that she still owed Yue Chen a hot pot, she tightened her interlocked fingers with his and said with a smile that she would make hot pot for her husband after the bonding ceremony.

Yuan Jue knew that the "hot pot" Ruan Qiuqiu was talking about was something she had learned in another world when her soul was accidentally separated. He lowered his long eyelashes and whispered that he was looking forward to it.

Ruan Qiuqiu talked to him a lot more, asking about Grandma Ruyi and the others. After learning that the demonic gu poison had been resolved by Yuan Jue and that everyone was safe, she finally felt at ease.

Listening to Yuan Jue's heartbeat, she quickly fell asleep again, gradually getting used to this wolf's stiff quilt-like personality, and slept soundly.

Yuan Jue gently kissed Ruan Qiuqiu's forehead before slowly sitting up. His slender fingertips moved slightly, and blood-colored butterfly wings flashed. A large bed, like blood jade, appeared in the cave.

He carried Ruan Qiuqiu and gently placed her on the bed, staring at her sleeping face, his narrow eyes filled with anticipation.

The aftereffects of regaining her memories still needed to be eliminated. To ensure she wouldn't be injured during the bonding ceremony, the timing of which he couldn't determine, he needed to be briefly separated from her for three days.

When his little wife woke up, it would be the day of their bonding ceremony.

…

Ruan Qiuqiu felt that she had slept particularly well. She barely dreamt; she just closed her eyes and opened them again, and her energy had almost completely recovered.

She sat up, still a little dazed, but her mind and body felt better than ever. Lively sounds came from outside the cave.

"Is it all set up? Gun Gun, don't steal the food!" Tian Ye's voice carried both joy and exasperation.

"Woo!" Xiong Gun Gun swallowed the food in his mouth and asked indistinctly, "When will the bride wake up?"

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