Chapter 285: Separate Beds!
Sang Luo felt a wave of shame wash over her. She was, after all, a veteran of the bedroom, yet she couldn't make this novice beast use his full strength; instead, she was the one who passed out first…
Ahem!
"Let me see your angel beast form," Sang Luo said, lightly pushing off with her toes to sit on the windowsill.
Behind her was a blooming flowerbed, a riot of colors that was a feast for the eyes. The tipsy sunlight scattered over her body, outlining her slender and graceful figure with a golden edge. Her smooth, dark hair fluttered in the breeze, and her fair, delicate face was relaxed and content as her slender, shapely legs swayed gently.
Minos narrowed his long eyes, walked forward, and reached out to wrap his arm around her waist, wanting to lift her down. "Be careful, don't fall."
Sang Luo reached out and pressed down on his palm, smiling mischievously. "If I get to see your angel beast form, then I'll let you carry me down."
Minos sighed softly. "I'll indulge you."
His figure began to slowly grow taller, and his light golden hair gradually lengthened.
Minos' human form was of the refined and slender variety. Like Duotu, his features were deep and stunning, with a strong exotic flair. However, his physique wasn't as overly strong and upright as Duotu's, who had lion blood. His muscles weren't as full of masculine hormones. Instead, like Aze, he belonged to the leaner side of the generally wild and fierce male beasts. Not too thin, not too thick, just perfectly balanced, making him more in line with modern aesthetics.
His height increased to nearly three meters, his long, slightly curly golden hair falling to his waist. His upper body was bare, revealing a tall and slender physique with skin as pale as jade. A pair of golden eyes looked down upon all things in the world, and ten long, snow-white wings were fully spread, as beautiful as a god!
A divine being magnificent enough to shake the soul.
Sang Luo was completely stunned.
In front of him… she was like a little chick.
She had to crane her neck and look up at him.
Minos' angel form was even more handsome and unparalleled, his entire body radiating divine light, inspiring reverence and awe, making one afraid to touch or defile him.
Minos easily wrapped one hand around her slender waist, lifting her down from the windowsill.
Sang Luo hooked one arm around his neck and curiously reached out with her other hand to touch his wings.
The soft, snow-white feathers were free of any impurities and felt wonderful to the touch!
She had long been envious of the angels' snow-white and sacred wings, wanting to touch them. Unfortunately, Iloti wouldn't let her… So, if she was going to touch, she would touch the best and most beautiful!
Sang Luo thought Iloti's wings were beautiful when she first saw them, but now, compared to Minos' ten wings… no, there was simply no comparison; they weren't on the same level.
She had barely touched them a few times when the wings lightly trembled and retracted.
Sang Luo pouted unhappily. He was being so stingy with his partner, not even letting her touch; it's not like she was going to pluck his feathers!
Turning her head, she saw that the tips of Minos' ears were red with blood.
"Luo Luo, don't touch randomly. I don't want to be like this with you…"
He looked at her, so petite in his arms.
His Adam's apple bobbed violently, and it was hard to imagine… He didn't want to hurt her.
Sang Luo realized that wings were the sensitive spot for the angel race's beastmen, and only partners could touch them. No wonder Iloti had refused her so fearfully back then.
"Are you a ten-winged angel?" Sang Luo changed the subject and took the opportunity to touch the feathers on his ear again. The feathers on his ears were even softer, especially at the base, a bit like the down of a feather tribe cub shortly after birth.
Minos took a deep breath, letting her do as she pleased.
"Yes, I suppose."
The two giant statues at the entrance of the temple were only a six-winged angel and an eight-winged angel. She had directly found a ten-winged angel; it was too good.
Clearly, the more wings, the stronger you were!
Forced melons aren't sweet, but if her beastman was too beautiful and powerful, she could also taste some sweetness.
Sang Luo looked at Minos' sacred and beautiful angel form, and her eyes suddenly became fervent.
The more sacred and untouchable a man was, the more she wanted to drag him down and play with him! Tainting him all night long!
Minos had just carried her to the bed when Sang Luo grabbed his hand, flipped over, and pinned him down on the bed, giving him a deep kiss!
"Luo Luo…" His breathing grew heavy.
"Right now, I want you!"
"Your body…"
"Is doing great!"
Sang Luo's delicate hand caressed downwards.
Minos' golden pupils shrank sharply, and his breathing was completely disordered!
He intended to cherish her, but she was the one who insisted!
He flipped over and pressed down, beginning a day and night of cloud and rain.
…
For a whole month, Sang Luo didn't come out of the palace. She had already lost count of how many times she had passed out.
Minos was like a beast that had been hungry for who knows how long, released from its cage, desperately gnawing at her flesh, drawing water, without rest.
Sang Luo died and came back to life, and it was too late to regret it; she couldn't stop him at all.
After he had completely indulged himself, she had long lost track of what day it was.
She opened her eyes in a daze, seeing the familiar palace before her and breathed a sigh of relief – thank goodness, thank goodness, it wasn't the underworld; she was still alive.
The bedding had all been changed to new ones, and a new, clean carpet had been laid on the floor, along with a table and walls… Sang Luo couldn't bear to recall how many absurd things had happened in that month. She had eaten a lot of beast crystals, and after her body had recovered slightly, she picked up the undergarments prepared by the bed, put them on, and got out of bed. Her legs went weak as soon as her feet touched the ground, and she almost fell.
That place was inexplicably painful.
The difference between the two was too great. Recalling it made her heart palpitate with lingering fear. Minos' human form was quite good!
"Luo Luo."
Minos had just entered the palace and saw that she was holding onto the wall, almost falling. He rushed forward to hold her.
Sang Luo bit down hard on his strong arm in anger.
It was clearly her who wanted to play despite being weak, but when he really hurt her, he was the one who suffered.
Minos silently endured this grievance, letting her bite him, holding her as he sat down at the dining table. "Eat something to replenish yourself."
Sang Luo saw the food and was too lazy to argue with him. They were all rare spiritual objects that were extremely nourishing to the body.
"Tonight, you want me to…" Minos looked at her with hidden anticipation.
Sang Luo, "Tonight? No, tonight, tomorrow night, the night after tomorrow, and the night after that, I want to sleep in separate beds from you."
"Why?" The silver fork in Minos' hand almost fell to the ground.
"You ask why? My butt is still red, it hurts to sit, and it hurts to stand."
His face turned even redder. "I… I'll help you massage it, treat it."
"No, I'll sleep by myself for the next few days."
Hmph! He wouldn't die from one heat cycle, but she might.
Minos had no choice but to give up.
Sang Luo was bored in the Holy Palace, so she brought Heffis over to play.
She hugged her good son to sleep every day.
Minos couldn't find a gap to squeeze in.
One day, after Sang Luo and Heffis finished eating, Minos looked at the harmonious interaction between the mother and son and said, "Luo Luo, I have something I want to discuss with you, it's about Heffis."
Sang Luo glanced at him, lowered her head to wipe the little lion's mouth, kissed it on the head, and put it on the ground. "Baby, go out and play for a while. I have something to say to your Uncle Minos."
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