Chapter 111: Accidentally Pressed It…

Chapter 111: Oops, I Pressed It...

His Inner Demon: "..."

"Yan Huaixuan, you're not even pretending anymore."

Yan Huaixuan couldn't be bothered to respond. Instead, he lowered his head and continued kissing Shen Lian's lips.

So soft. He greedily breathed in Shen Lian's scent, tasting the air between their lips, never having felt so at ease in his own body.

He held Shen Lian tightly in his arms, his hand roaming over Shen Lian's smooth skin.

Shen Lian seemed to sense something. He furrowed his brows slightly, a faint flush spreading across his cold, refined features.

He probably felt a little ticklish and wanted to avoid Yan Huaixuan's touch.

But he didn't realize that he was now completely sprawled against Yan Huaixuan's chest. With the slightest movement, his soft thigh gently brushed against Yan Huaixuan...

Yan Huaixuan let out a low, muffled groan and held Shen Lian tighter.

Then his kisses became even more out of control, while his hand firmly gripped Shen Lian's waist, not giving him any chance to escape.

Shen Lian could barely breathe from the tight hold, and even his lips were being devoured.

Soon, Shen Lian's head was spinning, his body going limp, completely cradled in Yan Huaixuan's arms.

Only then did Yan Huaixuan finally pull back, a thin thread of saliva still connecting their lips.

Yan Huaixuan's gaze darkened as he lifted Shen Lian's chin.

Shen Lian, deep in sleep, remained completely unaware, looking utterly at his mercy.

Meanwhile, in the depths of his consciousness, the stronger the inner demon felt its power grow, the more agitated it became.

This meant Yan Huaixuan was definitely doing something indecent!

It gritted its teeth. "Yan Huaixuan—"

And Yan Huaixuan, gazing at Shen Lian's soft, oblivious expression, swallowed hard. His kiss finally landed gently on the tip of Shen Lian's ear.

It had already flushed to a rosy red. Yan Huaixuan gently sucked on it.

Shen Lian, who had been gasping against his chest, let out a soft moan.

That sound was like fuel to the fire. What had been a gentle touch became a full-on, unrestrained bite.

Shen Lian's ear tip twitched, like a small animal being picked up by the scruff of its neck.

Yan Huaixuan soaked in every reaction, letting out a low chuckle.

He gave Shen Lian's nose a little pinch.

By now, Shen Lian's entire body was slick with a thin layer of sweat, soaking through his flimsy clothes. His jet-black hair spilled down.

It tangled with Yan Huaixuan's silver hair until neither could tell whose was whose.

Yan Huaixuan's thumb brushed across Shen Lian's cheek, gently sweeping aside the dark strands stuck to his face, then trailed downward.

He felt the silky softness slip through his fingers, and finally, he tied their hair together in a loose knot.

Yan Huaixuan whispered, "Our hair tied together, hearts bound as one."

He remembered that during their time in the mortal world, on the night of their wedding, Shen Lian had wanted to do this, but he had refused.

Yan Huaixuan pressed a kiss to Shen Lian's forehead.

Only then did he carry Shen Lian away to clean him up.

When Shen Lian woke up in the morning, his whole body felt weirdly tingly and numb.

Especially his lips—he was stunned.

He was a cat. Why the hell did his mouth feel so numb?

Shen Lian's gaze shifted as he looked at Yan Huaixuan with suspicion.

This pervert Yan Huaixuan—surely he hadn't kissed a cat, had he?

Yan Huaixuan caught his gaze. "What's wrong?"

Shen Lian asked, "You didn't steal a kiss while I was asleep, did you?"

To Shen Lian's surprise, Yan Huaixuan flat-out admitted it. "I did."

Shen Lian: "?"

He couldn't hold back. "Yan Huaixuan, do you have no shame at all?"

"I'm still a cat right now, and you still went for it?"

Yan Huaixuan said thoughtfully, "I recall that day you also wanted to kiss that little white dog."

Only to be stopped by his quick reflexes.

Shen Lian: "I didn't kiss its mouth!"

Now Yan Huaixuan's face was as thick as a city wall. "Well, I wanted to kiss your mouth."

Shen Lian realized he simply couldn't reason with Yan Huaixuan, so he dropped it. "Let's go find the materials."

Yan Huaixuan's eyes held a smile. "Alright."

Shen Lian closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Yan Huaixuan reached out and scooped him into his arms. This time, Shen Lian didn't struggle, but out of spite, he angrily swiped his claws at Yan Huaixuan a couple of times.

Yan Huaixuan sounded slightly puzzled. "That spot doesn't itch. No need to scratch."

Shen Lian: "..."

Sometimes he wondered if Yan Huaixuan was really that dense or just trying to annoy him.

He looked up. "I'm not scratching an itch for you. I'm bullying you, understand?"

Yan Huaixuan paused, then said uncertainly, "But I don't feel anything."

Shen Lian: "?"

So infuriating. He really wanted to hit him, but he couldn't.

Just as Shen Lian's soul was about to fly out of his body, he caught a glimpse of a faint smile curling at the corner of Yan Huaixuan's mouth.

Shen Lian grew even angrier, "You did that on purpose, didn't you?"

Yan Huaixuan immediately suppressed the smile, "I didn't."

Seeing that Shen Lian wasn't buying it, Yan Huaixuan lifted him up a bit, "Try again now? I've already pulled back my protective spiritual energy."

How could Shen Lian say no? Without a second thought, he swiped his paw right at Yan Huaixuan's face—

But he was too short, so his paw landed on Yan Huaixuan's pecs.

Yan Huaixuan let out a low groan out of nowhere, his usually cool voice now tinged with a hint of hoarseness, which hit Shen Lian's ears. For a moment, Shen Lian felt a tingle shoot through his brain.

He froze, then got annoyed, "Who told you to moan?"

Yan Huaixuan's eyes flickered, but he said nothing, just watching him.

Shen Lian turned his head and only then realized his paw was resting right on Yan Huaixuan's chest—

Shen Lian froze, so shocked that his paw instinctively scraped across it.

Sure enough, right by his ear, Yan Huaixuan's breathing got noticeably heavier.

Shen Lian glanced sideways at Yan Huaixuan's cool, composed face and, for some reason, felt a tickle in his throat.

As if scalded, he yanked his paw back.

He even wiped it twice on Yan Huaixuan's clothes, like he was disgusted.

Then he dove headfirst into Yan Huaixuan's pocket, "Hurry up and find the Demon Plant."

He needed to get back to his own body fast.

His voice tried to stay calm, but how could Yan Huaixuan miss the hint of panic in it?

A smile in his eyes, he pulled his clothes together, "Alright."

Meanwhile, Shen Lian, hidden inside Yan Huaixuan's clothes, couldn't help twitching his cat ears uneasily.

His mind uncontrollably replayed the moment his paw had pressed against that spot.

And the low, muffled groan rang in his ears.

Shen Lian felt his eyes burn, and he wanted to look up at the sky in exasperation, but all he saw were two big, prominent pecs pressing down above his head.

Shen Lian: "..."

He went quiet for a moment, then lowered his head, only to find Yan Huaixuan's abs right in front of him.

Shen Lian stopped moving entirely, staring at the faintly visible abs under the thin fabric.

Until Yan Huaixuan said in a low voice, "We've already reached the demon clan's territory. Which one is it? What does it look like?"

Shen Lian snapped back to reality, and even though he knew Yan Huaixuan couldn't see him, he still felt a pang of guilt.

He immediately poked his head out, "Where?"