Husband, Why Hold Back? Luo Yi is Always Ready~

“Honored Special Envoy! Elder Yu Tian requests an audience!”

Fwoosh… Footsteps scurried outside. He Ange had just finished cleaning up the bloodstains in the courtyard and was heading back inside to rest when the anxious calls of several little foxes stopped him.

He turned around, spotting several Fox Clan elders approaching. At the same time, An Luo Yi emerged from the room, a worried look on her face, clearly coming to check on the situation.

He Ange stood with his hands behind his back, raising an eyebrow slightly. “It’s the middle of the night. What business brings you here?” His voice was calm, controlled. He worried An Luo Yi’s earlier killing spree had been too loud, the scent of blood attracting these elders. Damn it, gotta think of an excuse…

But when the elders spoke, He Ange’s expression shifted to confusion.

“Honored Special Envoy… we humble elders have a plea…” Their posture was incredibly humble, clearly here to beg, not to make trouble.

He Ange nodded curtly, gesturing for them to continue.

“Actually, regarding Princess Ranyue… Honored Envoy, you should be aware of her situation by now…” The lead elder glanced towards the little foxes huddled near He Ange and sighed. “Currently, Princess Ranyue has been abducted by certain elders with… ulterior motives. She’s imprisoned in the dungeons, her fate uncertain…”

His voice grew more agitated. “Those… those madmen! They actually plan to sacrifice Princess Ranyue to restore the cultivation of the already crippled Saintess!” spit!

“They’re utterly insane! Deranged!”

“Honored Envoy! We heard you shared a significant friendship with Princess Ranyue back at the immortal sects! We implore you, please intervene! Surely, Honored Envoy, you wouldn’t want to see Princess Ranyue, so young, pushed onto a pyre and burned alive by her own crazed kin, would you? Please!” By the end, the elder’s voice was thick with fury, desperation, and a final, flickering hope.

Listening to their tale, He Ange’s brow furrowed tightly. Hearing such utterly bizarre news in the dead of night… he felt a headache coming on. Seriously? He couldn’t blame his own lack of imagination; the Fox Clan’s logic was just… baffling.

Sacrifice the younger sister to save the elder…? That’s… definitely a path I hadn’t considered.

Seeing He Ange’s troubled expression, the elders knew he was hesitant. They quickly plastered on fawning, sycophantic smiles. “H-Honored Envoy… If… if you can rescue Princess Ranyue… in the future… our clan is willing to offer Saintess Zhiyue’s hand in marriage to you!”

“Ah…?! There’s… that kind of perk too?” He Ange inhaled sharply— Hiss! —interest instantly piqued.

Saving Xia Ranyue? He’d planned on doing that anyway, whether the elders asked or not. But getting Xia Zhiyue as a free bonus? Now that was tempting. Oh ho ho…

He vividly remembered all the humiliation and trouble Xia Zhiyue had put him through back then… the [REDACTED], the duel, the bullying, the public shaming broadcast… All that crap is still fresh in my mind. His little mental notebook was full of black marks against her name. Not taking this golden opportunity to get some proper revenge on Xia Zhiyue? Unthinkable!

Heh heh heh… A thrill of excitement bubbled up inside him. He spoke readily, though feigning casualness, “While I cannot guarantee success… since you elders are so sincere… I suppose I could give it a try?”

He said it easily enough. But he quickly noticed the elders opposite him were suddenly trembling and their terrified gazes weren’t even on him anymore. They were locked onto the silver-haired fairy standing beside him.

Following their line of sight, He Ange glanced back. Sure enough, An Luo Yi’s right hand was resting pointedly on her sword hilt, her cold eyes narrowed, emitting waves of icy fury and danger. Fwoosh…

Their eyes met.

Stareeeeeee~~~

The fairy puffed her cheeks slightly, her expression fierce yet somehow adorable, practically screaming YOU DARE AGREE AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS with her eyes.

Sigh… He Ange felt a little helpless. He sighed internally, then casually raised his hand—

SMACK!

—and brought his palm down squarely on An Luo Yi’s shapely ass, right through her hip-hugging immortal skirt.

“—!!!” An unexpected jolt shot through her— ZZZT! —almost making her cry out. Eek! Luckily, she’d gotten… somewhat used to these random spankings recently.

She whipped her head around, cheeks burning red— FWOOSH! —phoenix eyes flashing with indignation. Her silver teeth clenched slightly, looking like she wanted to bite him right then and there. That’s the second time today he’s hit my butt! And… and in front of the Fox Clan elders! H-How dare he?! When did her rear end become something He Ange could just casually humiliate whenever he felt like it?!

[He Ange, you shameless bastard!], she screamed internally.

Seeing her fuming silently, He Ange merely continued to gently knead the spot he’d slapped while raising his other hand to playfully poke and prod her angry little face. Poke poke…

Poof! Soon enough, An Luo Yi’s face flushed a deeper shade of red, much of her indignation melting away under his teasing touch.

Meanwhile, ignoring the elders’ utterly shocked and disbelieving stares, He Ange casually retracted the hand that had been poking her face and shook his head with feigned regret, “Ah, truly apologies, elders. As you can see, I already have a Dao companion… It really wouldn’t be appropriate for me to accept Saintess Zhiyue’s hand…”

“Ah… oh. Yes, of course…” The elders looked from the blushing, fiercely cute, peerlessly beautiful silver-haired fairy… to the young master’s hand still suspiciously placed behind her back… and felt deeply inadequate. Yeah… with a wife like that… even the allure of the Fox Saintess seems a bit… dim. Apparently, the offer of the Saintess wasn’t enough to tempt this particular envoy… The elders frowned, troubled. What now?

But just then, He Ange added politely, “The matter of marrying the Saintess… I’ll have to pass for now. However, rescuing Princess Ranyue… I am still willing to help the Fox Clan resolve this worry.”

“R-Really?! Truly?” The elders were overjoyed.

“Of course.” He Ange nodded slowly, a meaningful, elegant smile playing on his lips. Polite, yes, but with billions and billions of points of hidden greed gleaming in his eyes.

Click! It suddenly dawned on the elders. They glanced again at the blushing, pouting fairy, then back at He Ange’s significant look… and instantly understood. Ahhhh… So that’s how it is! Nodding furiously with sudden comprehension, they exchanged knowing glances with He Ange. We get it, we get it! The silent, secret understanding between men was sealed in those few exchanged looks.

Standing beside them, An Luo Yi kept her left arm crossed defensively over her chest, while her right hand clamped down on He Ange’s arm behind her back, preventing any further undisciplined groping.

Hmph! She ground her teeth silently, feeling the atmosphere was… decidedly weird. It was almost like… He Ange had just struck some kind of dirty deal with these elders right behind her back… But… I have no proof! Not only did she have to endure him groping her butt in front of strangers, but now she was feeling jealous and suspicious over the whole Xia Zhiyue marriage proposal thing! The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed and angry she felt. Ugh! I just want to pin him down and bully him mercilessly!

“Well then! Princess Ranyue’s safety is in your capable hands, Honored Envoys!” Seeing the silver-haired fairy’s expression darken further with simmering rage, the elders knew it was time to leave. Having exchanged their ‘secret code’ with He Ange, they all bowed humbly and quickly retreated.

In the courtyard, He Ange and An Luo Yi stood side-by-side, watching the guests depart. However, the silver-haired fairy still had one hand tucked protectively under her chest, phoenix eyes narrowed, lips puffed out, clearly still suspicious and wary about the whole Fox Saintess offer. Naturally. She called He Ange ‘husband’ now! She was his wife! How could she possibly allow him to marry some other fox spirit vixen?!

“… Mmph!” A sudden choked gasp escaped her. Because just then, He Ange had abruptly slapped her butt again. SMACK!

An Luo Yi spun around, phoenix eyes blazing with humiliation and anger.

But this time, He Ange’s expression held a trace of coldness. “Luo Yi. Who gave you permission to show attitude towards your husband in front of outsiders?”

“I… I was just…”

“Disobedient. No reward tonight.”

“!!” Just one sentence from He Ange sent a shiver down An Luo Yi’s spine— Zzzzt! —filling her with instant dread. Recalling the intense ‘training’ sessions from the past few days… An Luo Yi couldn’t think straight. N-No reward?! She immediately lowered her head, her voice trembling with grievance, soft and pleading, “Husband…” Her tone still held its usual cool, regal base, but the ending trailed off into a deliberately soft, alluring lewd sound, designed to make any man melt. “Mmm, Husband~♡”

And He Ange was no exception. Ever since An Luo Yi’s complete demonic corruption, she’d become even more captivating, especially when she acted spoiled like this. Right now, with her clinging to his arm, pressing her ample chest against him… squish …his mind inevitably started wandering, her soft voice stirring indecent desires deep within him.

At the same time, as if sensing his thoughts, An Luo Yi gently licked her crimson lips— mlem —leaned close to his ear, and delicately nibbled his earlobe. “Husband~~ ♡”

“Instead of thinking about that fox saintess who doesn’t even love you… why not dote more on the senior sister who’s willing to give you everything~?” As she spoke, An Luo Yi fluttered her eyelashes seductively, her gaze utterly bewitching. Wink wink~

“…!” Okay, yeah, He Ange was definitely aroused now. He stared at An Luo Yi, slightly incredulous. Honestly? He’d never seen his senior sister act this overtly seductive before. Her usual cool, aloof beauty was already perfectly aligned with his tastes. But now… that cool beauty was actively trying to seduce him, whispering sweet nothings in his ear… It was almost unbearably tempting! D-Damn… she’s good… He felt his carefully constructed cool, handsome husband persona starting to crumble under her flirtatious assault. Must… resist…!

“Husband~ Reward Luo Yi just once first, pleeeease~ ♡” Her voice was pure honey.

“If you… ’empty your stores’ in sister’s embrace tonight~♡… then during the day… Husband won’t think about other women anymore, right~?” Clinging tightly to his arm, An Luo Yi pressed herself fully against him, her lips curving into a deeply meaningful smile, phoenix eyes sparkling mischievously. The intoxicatingly soft, fragrant pressure against him… definitely elicited more reactions from He Ange.

“If Husband wants it… there’s no need to endure… Luo Yi is happy to oblige anytime, anywhere~ ♡” She gently caressed his cheek— stroke stroke — then rose slightly onto her tiptoes and kissed him. Mwah~

That night…

He Ange couldn’t hold back after all.

He found a deserted courtyard, pinned the fairy against the wall, and ‘rewarded’ her thoroughly… several times. Ahem.

Afterward, though An Luo Yi’s legs were clearly weak and trembling— wobble wobble —barely able to support her, her alluring face showed no signs of fatigue. If anything, she looked energized, practically glowing with vitality. In fact, He Ange suspected her cultivation might have even increased slightly afterward. And she was still looking at him with unsatisfied hunger, a greedy glint in her phoenix eyes.

He Ange couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath. Hiiiissss! Holy crap! Without proper foreplay, without using the Phoenix Mark to regulate things… He Ange really wasn’t An Luo Yi’s match in pure stamina. At best, he could make her climax maybe a dozen times, nowhere near actually ‘defeating’ her.

Note to self: Never let An Luo Yi seize the initiative in flirting or foreplay! Otherwise, his own desire would overwhelm his control, drastically reducing his endurance. Then, no matter how many stamina pills he had stored, her seductive whispers and moans would shatter his defenses, draining him completely.

Another lesson learned… Before they left the courtyard, He Ange glanced at the silver-haired fairy beside him, who looked utterly satisfied, gently licking her lips.

He silently added another note to his internal little black book. Tonight… I lost. Next time… absolutely cannot let her lure me into her rhythm again…

tln : lmao, He Ange was nurturing a pure sem-n drinking pure blood succubus lmaoooo