Lethal Stunner: Kicking Off with Five Beast Husbands-Chapter 119 Hard to Appease the Angered Kitten

"If you don’t want me here, I’ll just go back." Xiao Jinsheng lowered her eyes in despondency and left sorrowfully.

Yu Yunxiao, who was still standing by the door, watched as she walked away without a trace of hesitation and was so infuriated he couldn’t find the words to respond.

Seeing Xiao Jinsheng about to reach the staircase, Yu Yunxiao hurriedly caught up with her and hoisted her over his shoulder.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Xiao Jinsheng was slung over his shoulder, holding back her laughter as she reached out and playfully smacked Yu Yunxiao’s lower back.

Yu Yunxiao did not answer; he stormed back to the room with Xiao Jinsheng, quickly locking the door behind him.

He carried Xiao Jinsheng to the bed, gently set her down, then let out a heavy huff of frustration before speaking angrily, "I let you leave, and you really left?"

"Look how well I listen," Xiao Jinsheng joked mischievously.

"Xiao Jinsheng, straighten up your attitude." Yu Yunxiao warned her sternly, his face full of disapproval.

But combined with the way his airplane-like ears drooped in frustration, his gold-and-blue abnormal pupils shimmering with unshed tears, and his reddened eye corners that made him look on the verge of crying, he had no intimidating effect on Xiao Jinsheng whatsoever.

Among her seven Beast Husbands, the only one who could scare her with just a look was Su Ye, who had been embroiled in their divorce drama not long ago.

Now that Su Ye had transformed from a dangerous black panther into a docile big cat, Xiao Jinsheng feared him even less.

"You don’t like me being obedient?" Xiao Jinsheng chuckled softly, reaching out to tug at Yu Yunxiao’s collar.

She pulled hard enough that he staggered and fell forward onto the bed where she was seated.

Yu Yunxiao supported himself with one hand on the edge of the bed, stabilizing his body just a fist’s distance from Xiao Jinsheng.

Their unique scents intertwined, drifting into each other’s nostrils, creating a newly intense and ambiguous intimacy.

"What’s the matter, little kitty?" Xiao Jinsheng playfully scratched the underside of Yu Yunxiao’s chin with her fingertip, her smile provocatively teasing. "Why are you so mad?"

Yu Yunxiao tilted his head upward under her touch, his eyes narrowing in satisfaction.

Just when Xiao Jinsheng thought she had him wrapped around her finger, Yu Yunxiao grabbed her wrist firmly, lowering his body while his gaze darkened dangerously, "You’re always bullying me, aren’t you?"

"How could I?" Xiao Jinsheng looked back at him, feigning pity.

"Do you think I won’t fight back?" Yu Yunxiao’s voice dropped, his tone filled with suppressed intensity.

Xiao Jinsheng scoffed, "You? Fight back?"

"Xiao Jinsheng, you’re awfully arrogant right now, aren’t you?" Yu Yunxiao pressed his hands onto her silky-smooth shoulders, left exposed by her camisole nightgown. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

He leaned down and bit her pale shoulder and neck softly, his voice hoarse and threatening, "Pray you won’t be begging me for mercy later."

"Oh, I’m soooo scared~" Xiao Jinsheng replied, her voice teasing and playful.

In truth, Yu Yunxiao never intimidated her.

Provoked by her mockery, Yu Yunxiao finally lost it—furiously revealing his fluffy, snow-white tail for the first time. The tail’s tip hooked onto Xiao Jinsheng’s nightgown hem and tugged hard, causing the nightgown to transform into small scraps under the influence of his superpowers.

Xiao Jinsheng’s eyes widened in astonishment; before she could grasp the situation, Yu Yunxiao pulled her tightly into his embrace and rolled with her toward the center of the bed.

Throughout the night, Xiao Jinsheng’s cries for mercy were trembling and faint.

But before she could sob herself exhausted, Yu Yunxiao used a Healing Element superpower, restoring her strength to its peak, leaving her without even an excuse to plead for respite.

That night, even in her dreams, Xiao Jinsheng reminded herself never to let the little kitty "explode in fury" again.

A furious little kitty was truly tough to appease.

When her training began, Xiao Jinsheng adjusted her routine, ensuring she woke up by noon to eat breakfast, no matter how late she stayed up.

But today, it was already 2 p.m., and she was still curled up under the blankets.

In the dark, Ying awoke, his eyes opening with difficulty against the sunlight seeping through the gauzy curtains.

The environment before him was unfamiliar yet cozy, painted with warm hues, starkly different from the stark black and white he was used to.

Unfazed by the peaceful scene, Ying rose cautiously; his gold-and-blue abnormal pupils scanning his surroundings, his years of living amid bloodshed making his gaze brim with unrestrained killing intent.

"Don’t tug on my blanket," Xiao Jinsheng muttered, her tone still heavy with sleep, reaching out along the edge of the covers until her hand caught the man’s half-open sleepwear.

The unfamiliar female voice beside him startled Ying so much that his snowy ears flattened completely, pressed against his white hair in panic.

He froze and looked down to see a snow-white hand resting lightly on his abdomen.

The arm’s owner was the woman lying peacefully beside him in sleep, her black hair offset by playful white cat ears.

Shocked, Ying flipped himself off the bed, landing on the ground with a thud.

Xiao Jinsheng was jolted awake by the commotion. She rubbed her eyes groggily and glanced toward Yu Yunxiao sitting stiffly on the floor. "Little kitty, what’s wrong with you?"

"Y-You... you!" Ying stared at the unfamiliar woman’s beautiful face on the bed, his body heating up from his cheeks to his neck.

Hurriedly, he grabbed the blanket and clumsily covered Xiao Jinsheng’s partially exposed shoulder before rushing around the room in a state of disarray, finally escaping into the bathroom.

From her spot on the bed, Xiao Jinsheng sat up, puzzled, casting her gaze toward the bathroom.

The sound of water running echoed from the sink.

Ying stared at his own reflection in the mirror, utterly stunned.

He was the same age, his appearance identical, with one golden eye and one blue eye. Even the faint teardrop mole near the corner of his right eye, partly obscured by messy hair, was exactly the same.

The only difference was that this body didn’t bear the scar on the left side of the face, which stretched from the corner of the eye to the bridge of the nose.

Ying hesitantly summoned his superpower, and a densely concentrated ball of darkness appeared in his palm.

Seeing that his abilities remained intact, Ying let out a breath of relief.

"Yu Yunxiao? What are you doing in there?" Xiao Jinsheng called out, noting the oddly prolonged sound of water running from the bathroom. She felt Yu Yunxiao’s behavior was peculiar.

Inside the bathroom, Ying hesitated, his hand resting on the door handle, unable to summon the courage to open it.

His mind was completely blank, unable to comprehend how he had simply gone to sleep and awoken in such an unknown place.

Beside him had been a female—the apparent owner of the body he now occupied.

A Female Master?

To Ying, this was an entirely alien concept.

"Yu Yunxiao, open the door. I need to freshen up; I’m hungry." Xiao Jinsheng’s voice carried a slight edge outside the door.

Though he didn’t know her well, Ying could tell this female was becoming irritated.

He nervously pressed down on the door handle and gently opened the bathroom door.

Lowering his gaze, he locked eyes with Xiao Jinsheng’s scrutinizing stare. Ying awkwardly forced a smile and tentatively spoke, "Fe...male master?"

"Did the sun rise from the west today? You didn’t call me by my full name for once." Xiao Jinsheng snorted, amused.

As she brushed past him into the bathroom, she easily climbed onto the sink counter, her movements practiced and casual.

Still dwelling on her remarks, Ying found himself pondering whether the real owner of this body had always treated the Female Master with such irreverence.

Then he saw Xiao Jinsheng beckoning him with her finger, "Hurry up, finish washing up; I still need to eat breakfast."

Ying blinked in confusion, watching as Xiao Jinsheng tilted her face up expectantly.

He froze at the scene and didn’t act. After waiting for a while, Xiao Jinsheng opened her eyes and said dryly, "Yu Yunxiao, what are you standing there for? Do you want me to wash up on my own?"

People can grow lazy.

Especially when her dream was always to live a life indulged like a pampered monarch, served hand and foot.

With seven Beast Husbands, Xiao Jinsheng had long grown used to being treated like an emperor, waking up every day to be taken care of.

For Ying, this type of interaction—especially with a female—was utterly foreign.

However, from Xiao Jinsheng’s tone and behavior, Ying managed to decipher her expectations.

Quickly approaching, he picked out a pink towel from the stack, reasoning it was likely hers. He wetted it with warm water and gently began cleaning Xiao Jinsheng’s face.

Mindful of the scars and calluses on his palms from wielding swords, Ying took extra care to ensure every motion was feather-light.

Once finished, Ying finally noticed that his hands—now smooth and unblemished—were nothing like the rough, weathered ones he had owned before.

Sunlight poured over his hands, casting an ethereal glow that seemed almost sacred.

As though it was a reminder that he didn’t belong here, but instead had stolen someone else’s identity—a thief destined never to see the light of day.

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