The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 166 - 165: Annoying (2)

Luna Sutton was immediately flustered by Kian Sterling’s question, silently cursing this old fox for being so good at stirring things up.

She was just about to explain when Corbin Crowley’s face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, a hint of coldness flashing in his silver eyes.

He was clearly angered by Kian Sterling’s words.

"Kian Sterling, don’t go too far."

Corbin Crowley’s voice was low, carrying a warning.

Kian Sterling’s fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, smiling dangerously yet gently: "Corbin Crowley, if you truly care for Luna, you’ll just have to be more restrained when it’s your turn."

Corbin Crowley’s expression stiffened instantly, giving a cold snort as he turned and left.

After waiting so long for a turn, he couldn’t get enough of her on the bed, how was he supposed to hold back?

Rhys Blackwood glanced deeply at Luna Sutton before disappearing.

Zeke Veridian followed suit and left.

As he walked away, he couldn’t help but look back at Luna Sutton, his expression extremely complicated.

"Ding! Zeke Veridian’s affection level increased by 10, reaching 65, successfully entering the affection stage, rewarding the host with a recipe for mosquito repellent incense. With it, you won’t fear mosquito bites anymore, reward has been automatically sent to the system backpack, please check it later."

Luna Sutton heard the system prompt in her mind and quickly looked at Zeke Veridian, only to see him looking away and leaving, leaving behind a blurred silhouette.

Malachi Arcanus didn’t stay either, lazily waving a hand before disappearing into the night.

Before leaving, he didn’t forget to leave a remark: "Kian Sterling, take it easy, don’t wear her out too much. Zeke and I haven’t had our turn yet."

Luna Sutton twitched at the corner of her mouth, speechless.

This Malachi Arcanus really had no filter, daring to say anything.

When everyone had left, Kian Sterling approached her slowly, his fox-like eyes smiling, his voice as tender as drowning in honey: "Luna, now no one’s here to bother us. Shall we continue?"

She blinked and feigned ignorance: "Continue what?"

Kian Sterling chuckled softly, his nine fox tails gently wrapping around her waist, his voice low: "Of course, continue what we haven’t finished."

Feeling that things weren’t going well, she was thinking of how to break free.

Kian Sterling had already kissed her lips, his fox tail tightening, holding her firmly in his embrace.

By the hot spring pool, under the hazy moonlight, with the steam curling upwards, their two figures intertwined, becoming a suggestive picture.

A night of passion.

Luna Sutton was too exhausted to even lift a finger, silently cursing this old fox for having too much stamina.

Not only stamina, but he’s also especially skilled...

Thinking about last night...

Her cheeks flushed hotly.

The next morning, Luna Sutton supported her sore waist, glaring at Kian Sterling through gritted teeth: "You fox spirit, were you planning to break me into pieces last night?"

Kian Sterling lounged lazily by the hot spring, his fox-like eyes narrowing, smiling like a cat that got the cream: "Luna, last night it was you who clung onto me refusing to let go, why are you blaming me now?"

She was momentarily speechless, her cheeks blushing fiercely, as memories of last night surged back like a tide, she indeed... couldn’t resist.

It’s mainly because this old fox is too skilled, too adept at teasing women...

Luna Sutton patted her burning face, not wanting to deal with him, picking up the Beast Skin Skirt that lay nearby and putting it on.

Just as she was about to get up and leave.

Kian Sterling suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Luna, don’t be in such a hurry to leave, stay with me a bit longer."

His voice carried a hint of laziness and playfulness.

She glared at him, speaking irritably: "Stay with you? If I stay any longer, my waist might just be done for!"

Kian Sterling chuckled softly, his fox-like eyes curving into crescents, looking teasing: "Luna, your stamina isn’t great, you need to exercise more."

She rolled her eyes, silently cursing that old fox for taking advantage and not acknowledging it.

Shaking off his hand, she turned to leave, only to have Kian Sterling’s fox tail curl back around her, gently pulling her back into his arms.

"You!"

Luna Sutton glared angrily, about to start cursing.

Turning to see Kian Sterling smiling innocently, he whispered softly in her ear: "Eat something before you go. I roasted Seven-color Deer Meat for you, it’s over there, freshly caught this morning. Though not as good as your cooking, it’s pretty decent, give it a try. There are also a few fresh wild fruits I picked this morning, already washed for you."

Luna Sutton felt warmth in her heart at his words, even though this old fox is full of mischief.

But his tenderness and consideration are genuinely appreciated.

She glanced at the golden roasted Seven-color Deer Meat not far away, the aroma arousing her appetite.

After a night of wild ***, her stomach was already empty, aching with hunger.

She gently pushed Kian Sterling away, walking over to the roasted meat and sitting down.

Picking up a piece of deer meat, she took a bite, the meat was tender and juicy, tasting quite good.

She looked up at Kian Sterling, seeing him smiling at her warmly, his gaze soft enough to melt someone.

Luna Sutton felt uncomfortable under his tender gaze, afraid the old fox was planning something else, focused quickly on her meal.

No longer looking at him.

At dawn by The Salt Lake, thin mist lingered, the lake surface reflecting a faint silver light, as if a thin veil covered the water.

Zeke Veridian stood by the lake, a light breeze brushing by, bringing a hint of coolness.

He looked down at the lake, water rippling, reflecting his cold face.

His green eyes flickered slightly, his thoughts already far away.

Luna Sutton’s words last night were like a thorn, deeply pricking his heart, leaving him extremely uncomfortable.

He never thought that his offhand remarks could make her so against him.

He was used to speaking bluntly, used to expressing himself with sharp words, yet never considering others’ feelings.

"Am I... really that detestable?"

Zeke Veridian murmured to himself, frowning deeply.

"Zeke, what are you daydreaming about here?"

A lazy voice belonging to Malachi Arcanus came from behind him.

Zeke Veridian turned to see Malachi Arcanus standing with arms crossed, a playful smile on his face, leaning against a tree looking at him.

"Nothing much."

Zeke Veridian replied flatly, his tone still cold.

Malachi Arcanus raised an eyebrow, stepping next to him, his eyes scanning the lake, he smiled: "How come, hearing Luna Sutton say she hates you the most last night, made you uncomfortable?"