Lethal Stunner: Kicking Off with Five Beast Husbands
Chapter 23 Utter Nonsense of Pure Love

Chapter 23: Chapter 23 Utter Nonsense of Pure Love

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"Because I’m scared." Xiao Jinsheng said pitifully, "If you could grant me one small wish, then I won’t have nightmares tonight."

"What wish? Tell me." Que Zelian asked with a teasing smile.

"To sleep with you." Xiao Jinsheng raised her eyes and replied with a playful smile, her gaze searching his face for any familiar reaction.

But the Que Zelian, who not long ago would have blushed at her slightest touch, was surprisingly composed at this moment, his expression free from even a hint of fluster or nervousness.

Xiao Jinsheng felt something amiss, and before she knew it, she was scooped up by Que Zelian in a princess carry.

"I... I was kidding. Just messing with you." Xiao Jinsheng, sensing a hint of danger from him, quickly corrected herself.

"But I took it seriously." Que Zelian smiled faintly, his lips curving in amusement.

Xiao Jinsheng looked nervously at the unusual glint in his eyes, wanting to say something, but before she could, Que Zelian lifted her high into the air and abruptly withdrew his hands.

With his hands gone, Xiao Jinsheng felt a moment of weightlessness. However, the expected impact of falling to the ground never came.

Opening her eyes cautiously, Xiao Jinsheng found herself lying mid-air, with a bed of white, cloud-like mist beneath her, soft yet devoid of any tangible sensation.

"I don’t think this kind of thing should happen under these circumstances." Que Zelian’s palm pressed against hers, their fingers interlocked.

"There’s no bed here, and the sofa is filthy." Que Zelian sighed, lying beside Xiao Jinsheng amidst the mist. "But aside from wind, my superpower also allows me to manipulate clouds."

"It’s a pretty useless ability... except when used as a bed," he chuckled softly.

Xiao Jinsheng turned her head and glanced at the swirling clouds below, nervously warning, "Brother, this... this is airborne."

"Don’t like it?" Que Zelian asked with a smile, his face betraying none of the innocence or shyness it had during the day.

The white mist enveloped Xiao Jinsheng’s skin, drifting into the gaps of her clothing and planting feather-like kisses.

Xiao Jinsheng shivered, lying atop the mist, only to be pulled closer by Que Zelian’s arm around her waist as his gentle kisses once again landed on the corner of her lips.

Feeling the floating sensation four meters above the ground in the middle of the room, Xiao Jinsheng clung tightly to Que Zelian’s neck. Yet, the lack of solid footing made her uneasy.

Pressing herself even closer to him, she tried to diminish the unfamiliar feeling of suspension.

"Can we... move back to the sofa?" Xiao Jinsheng’s voice trembled. "This height is scary."

"Sit on my lap," Que Zelian said with a smile, pulling her into his arms.

His palm rested against her lower back as the mist surrounding them seemed to come alive, threading its way through the fastened buttons of her nightclothes.

The buttons popped open, letting a cool breeze brush across her skin.

Xiao Jinsheng recoiled slightly at the chill, only to have the mist enclose her, shielding her from the cold.

She turned her head and noticed a window near the back courtyard with its curtains partially open.

Frowning, she urgently reminded him, "The curtains aren’t drawn. Someone might see!"

Que Zelian glanced toward the window but made no move to close the curtains.

Instead, the mist coiled around Xiao Jinsheng’s wrist as he laughed softly, "No one will see."

With that, he leaned back, pulling Xiao Jinsheng down with him as his hand trailed to her lower back.

The mist swiftly expanded, filling the entire room and cutting off everything from the outside world.

Only soft whimpers and breaths escaped the haze.

And then came his clear, melodious voice, low and filled with tender concern: "Don’t bite your lip. No one can hear anyway."

"Que Zelian, you liar!" Xiao Jinsheng cried with a trembling voice.

At that moment, she was utterly consumed by both pleasure and regret.

She had chosen so meticulously.

Thinking she’d picked the most innocent and easiest-to-manipulate man.

Who knew this shameless man had been acting pure all day!

Pure? Ha.

Xiao Jinsheng whimpered, her mind berating him. But before the insults could spill out, the rest of her words were silenced by his kiss.

"If you’re just going to scold me, you’d better save your strength," Que Zelian said with a teasing smile. "It’s only eight in the evening now. Mist West won’t brighten until at least ten in the morning."

"The night is still long."

Regularly, she was the queen of tall tales online, bragging about handling things effortlessly.

But now, in her first real experience, Xiao Jinsheng realized even one was enough to leave her legs weak.

Remembering how much time was left until dawn, an uneasy feeling crept over her.

Burying his face against her neck, Que Zelian exhaled heavily and groaned in mock frustration:

"Don’t clench."

"I didn’t..." Xiao Jinsheng whimpered. "I told you, being suspended like this makes me nervous."

Que Zelian sighed, pouring more energy into thickening the mist, giving it a tangible stability for Xiao Jinsheng to feel secure upon.

It was a restless night, one so tumultuous that Xiao Jinsheng couldn’t recall when she finally fell asleep.

Waking in a daze, she found herself still lying atop the bed of mist, the room dimly lit.

Realizing she was awake, Que Zelian flicked his hand, using wind to turn on the lamp beside the sofa.

Xiao Jinsheng noticed him lounging on the sofa in a robe, calmly reading a book.

Feeling her gaze, Que Zelian closed the book and smiled warmly at her. "Did you sleep well?"

"Don’t say that word!" Xiao Jinsheng snapped instinctively, glaring at him fiercely.

"What word?" Que Zelian asked with feigned innocence, tilting his head in puzzlement.

"The second one!" Xiao Jinsheng ground her teeth as she spoke.

Que Zelian’s expression grew even more innocent. "As your Beast Husband, I was just concerned."

"Concerned whether you had enough to eat, enough sleep, and whether I..." He trailed off meaningfully. "Satisfied you properly. Aren’t these the basic duties of a Beast Husband?"

"You damn liar! Shut up!" Xiao Jinsheng shouted, her cheeks turning beet red.

Her thoughts unwillingly drifted to how, in her groggy state last night, Que Zelian kept whispering those exact words in her ear.

The scoundrel even lessened the density of the mist from time to time just to renew her feeling of suspension.

"I never lied to you," Que Zelian said with a smirk as he moved closer, extending a hand toward her still sitting on the mist-bed.

"Then why did you act all pure and shy every time I touched your sleeve or teased you into drinking water?" Xiao Jinsheng huffed, kicking his approaching hand in frustration.

"If you hadn’t misled me, I wouldn’t have..."

"Wouldn’t have what?" Que Zelian asked with a smile. "Wouldn’t have chosen to stay with me last night?"

"I..." Xiao Jinsheng clamped her mouth shut mid-sentence.

Honestly, this two-faced man had her more flustered now than even Mo Jiao.

"Come, I’ll carry you down." Que Zelian extended his hand toward her again, not pressing her for an answer.

"I mean, if you hadn’t misled me, I would’ve been better prepared last night," Xiao Jinsheng clarified.

"And yet, you seemed quite satisfied last night, didn’t you?" Que Zelian teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Xiao Jinsheng flushed, trying to stammer a reply, but he continued, "If you want to prepare, there’s still time tonight."

"No, no! I think I need to rest for a while. I’m already sore and weak..." She trailed off, suddenly realizing something was amiss.

Despite the strenuous events of the night before, she felt no lingering discomfort. Her movements were fluid, free of the soreness she had anticipated. Apart from the faint red marks on her exposed skin and thighs visible beneath her newly changed nightgown, she felt perfectly fine.

Confused, she stared down at her legs. By all rights, based on everything she’d ever read, last night’s intensity should have left her bedridden for three days at least.

But now, she felt as though she could effortlessly kick Que Zelian across the room.

Still grappling with her confusion, Xiao Jinsheng felt that familiar sensation of weightlessness once more.

Looking down, she realized the mist beneath her was thinning and vanishing. Before she could fall, she was caught again by those familiar arms.

Que Zelian carried her back to the sofa, placing her gently on his lap.

He reached forward, tapping the glowing Cloud Bird Totem marking on her collarbone. "Congratulations are in order—you’ve advanced to 3 Stars spiritual power."

"3 Stars?" Xiao Jinsheng stared at him in shock.

Thinking back, she couldn’t quite recall what had happened after her hazy recollection of the night’s events.

Prompted by his remark, she quickly connected to the terminal to check, and sure enough, her spiritual power had reached 3 Stars, nearing the critical threshold for 4 Stars.

Jumping from 1 Star straight past 2 Stars to 3 Stars, and closing in on 4 Stars... she had never imagined Que Zelian alone could raise her spiritual power so rapidly.

"Looks like all that time you spent absorbing Star Stones to strengthen your body has paid off," Que Zelian remarked with a meaningful smile.