Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite-Chapter 210: Deep Devotion

The moment the clothes tore open, the wind around them suddenly rushed in. Feeling a chill, Su Muyao’s body shivered slightly, and she involuntarily nestled closer to Shen Ci’an.

Shen Ci’an held her tightly, lowering his head to look at her in this state — icy skin and jade bones, captivatingly beautiful.

She resembled an orchid in a secluded valley when emerging from the water, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, stunningly beautiful and pure.

At this moment, she gazed at him with a mix of feigned anger and tenderness, a hint of allure at the corners of her brows, whispering softly into his ear, "Alright, I won’t say no, nor will I beg..."

The last few words fell upon his ears like the wind.

Such words left Shen Ci’an utterly unable to stay calm.

His breathing immediately became erratic, and the slender, enchanting eyes were now tinged with red, gazing at her, capable of drawing her into a crimson ocean.

"You’re truly a tease."

"Looks like while I was away, they didn’t spare much care for the wife."

Thinking back to how she had formed a contract with them, he couldn’t help feeling a pang of sour pain in his heart.

But he knew that from the beginning, he was already late; gaining her acknowledgment was already a blessing for him.

His wife used to be so shy, yet now she had learned to tease him with words, nearly causing him to lose control.

But he had to restrain his emotions to give her a good experience; otherwise, what if she became dissatisfied with him?

His appearance was luxuriously seductive, truly captivating, with a slight motion of the eye’s corner, the vermillion mark at the edge drew a soul-stealing curve, deeply gazing at her, easily captivating.

He held her tightly, his fingers landing on her skin, creating a sensation of alternating hot and cold with the chilly wind, making Su Muyao shiver.

He lifted her chin, their lips met.

At this moment, Shen Ci’an reveled in her sweet scent, sighing, "Wife, you have no idea how much I’ve missed you."

Missing her to the point of near madness.

For their Blood Clan beastmen, once their emotions are stirred, they remain unwaveringly loyal.

At this moment, Shen Ci’an wished to use a unique term to ensure his wife remembered it was him, not to be confused with anyone else.

As Su Muyao’s breath became fragmented, she whimpered, "Then how could you bear to stay away for so long?"

"Were you severely injured?"

At this time, Su Muyao still worried about him, though earlier when she wanted to check his pulse, he refused, leaving her unsure of his current condition.

"Does this look like I’m severely injured?"

"Or is the wife worried about something else?"

At this moment, Shen Ci’an’s voice was light and hoarse, like ethereal silk tugging at heartstrings, easily stirring emotions within.

Shen Ci’an’s elongated eyes gazed at her rosy cheeks, the enchanting gaze filled with a heated glow, gently brushing aside her damp hair, deeply gazing into her eyes, seemingly understanding her heart, Shen Ci’an’s heart suddenly raced as he delightfully asked, "You’ve been worried about me, thinking about me, haven’t you?"

Though he understood, he still longed to hear her say it directly.

"Haven’t you already figured it out?"

Shen Ci’an curved his lips, extending his slender fingers to lightly brush her lips, a hidden undertone in his eyes, "The wife has many secrets."

"But I’m delighted to have entered her heart."

Risking his life to annihilate the Jue Sha Sect, he held no regrets, even if he had lost his life at that time.

But fortunately, he returned alive, capturing her heart.

At least it wasn’t too late.

"So whether I’m injured or not, the wife will understand."

He wouldn’t tell her how severely injured he had been nor how many times he faced near death.

Even during the stabilization of his realm and power, he was nearly killed.

Otherwise, he would have returned long ago.

Gradually, the temperature of the hot spring rose, and amidst his heated aura, Su Muyao was suddenly swept into a wave of emotions.

Later, Su Muyao gazed at him with overflowing tenderness, "Be honest, you really didn’t have any other females before?"

Just thinking of such a possibility made her want to retreat.

Shen Ci’an said softly, "Wife, you’re wronging me."

At this moment, his elongated eyes carried an enchanting and beguiling hue, "I’ve had only one person since the beginning, and that’s you."

This was the truth.

"Look, this vermillion mark, it’s gradually fading."

The vermillion on Shen Ci’an’s arm was still intact, as he showed it to Su Muyao.

"Does the wife think I don’t seem inexperienced at all?"

"That’s because, within my family, I excelled in this subject."

"I am quite grateful for being forced to learn these, for now, they’re proving useful."

"Moreover, with our Blood Clan’s unique bloodline, it seems the wife favors it."

Su Muyao’s face turned completely red; at first, she teased Shen Ci’an, not expecting to be unable to match him; this man was more bewitching than a spirit.

Upon forming a true contract, Shen Ci’an realized how wonderful the harmony of body and soul could be.

He sighed, "Had I known, I shouldn’t have been away for so long initially; that way, I might have been ranked first."

With his mind-reading secret technique, he could sense when his wife initially began to change.

If so, perhaps he could have been her first beast husband.

He knew that in her heart, Wen Nanxi ranked first because he was the first to give her gentle care, unlike the others.

Therefore, regretting and sighing now served no purpose.

At this moment, he gazed at the person in his embrace, his eyes filled with tender affection, as though they could melt into water, with just one glance drowning in each other’s gaze.

Time passed bit by bit.

Shen Ci’an carried her from the hot spring to a wooden cabin.

Su Muyao hadn’t expected a wooden cabin here; seeing her distracted, Shen Ci’an remarked, "Seems I’m not working hard enough if the wife is still thinking of other things."

He wanted his wife to know his prowess, not be outdone by Wen Nanxi and the others.

Later, Su Muyao’s eyes filled with mist.

"You’ve really tried hard, I wasn’t thinking of anything else, my mind is completely filled with you now."

This man had his own way of being captivating.

Shen Ci’an’s lips absorbed the mist at her eyes’ corners, his gaze filled with affectionate persistence, "I’ve been late for so long, I need to make up for everything."

...

Not knowing how much time had passed, Shen Ci’an reluctantly let go of Su Muyao.

He allowed her to sleep.

Su Muyao let out a gentle sigh, closing her eyes and falling asleep.

Shen Ci’an was reluctant to rest, lingering, watching Su Muyao deeply.

But just then, he sensed the bottleneck of his realm loosen.

The spiritual energy in the surroundings surged toward them.

He felt an immense spiritual energy in his meridians.

"Level 10 Superpower?"

He was stuck at Level 9 Peak, with his realm unable to advance.

Because the higher one goes, the slower the power elevation, especially difficult for their blood beastmen.

So, suddenly reaching Level 10, Shen Ci’an found it incredible.

Not only did Shen Ci’an’s power reach Level 10, but Su Muyao also upgraded in power while asleep, instantly reaching Level 9 strength.

A multicolored aura swirled around them, now mingled with a red hue.

At this moment, Shen Ci’an thought of his father’s words as he sensed his Level 10 superpower.

"Ci’an, you are the only pure-blooded beastman in our Blood Clan. Until you reach Level 10, do not investigate the truth behind our Blood Clan’s annihilation."