Chapter 116: Chapter 116: Two Extremes of Ice and Fire

Su Muyao’s heart string trembled fiercely as soon as she heard Wen Nanxi’s voice.

She felt that his voice was unlike the usual tender tone, now carrying a hint of deep hoarseness.

Especially enticing.

Su Muyao hurriedly said, "No, no need, I’ll be ready soon."

As she spoke, her heart started racing involuntarily.

For some reason, she could faintly smell his scent even while in the tub.

"Usually, it’s a faint dark fragrance, a faint green bamboo aroma. Why is it so intense and captivating today?"

The Space System said, "Host, this is the pheromones released by the beast body. They’re meant for forming a contract with the Host."

"Of course it’s captivating. Wen Nanxi is of the Ancient Heavenly Snake lineage, with powerful blood. When intentionally releasing pheromones, the scent naturally becomes intense, making people’s hearts flutter involuntarily."

Su Muyao suddenly remembered, "It seems that in my memories, when my predecessor was around, Wen Nanxi had no aura at all."

"And he was barely noticeable."

"He only appeared to protect her when the predecessor was in danger, usually like an invisible person."

The Space System said, "So, Wen Nanxi knows clearly that you are not the predecessor, and not her."

"He had no feelings for the predecessor, so he wouldn’t release any aura and would suppress his own aura."

"But it’s different with you."

Su Muyao recalled, ever since she transmigrated and calmed Wen Nanxi’s Spirit Sea disturbance, she could always smell a faint green bamboo fragrance from him.

It was just rather delicate.

Tonight, it was particularly intense.

The Space System said, "So, you see, what he cares about is you, and his sense of possession towards you is quite strong."

"For a personality like Host, Wen Nanxi’s persistent approach is just suitable for you two to quickly form a contract."

"Waiting for Host to take the initiative, who knows when that would be."

As a system, it’s not easy, persuading so many times, yet Host didn’t take the initiative, only focusing on tempering the body.

Host has inherited thoughts from a previous life, and isn’t active in matters of love.

But when things get serious, she blushes easily.

Though after a long time adapting in the Beast World like a native, she might not be shy anymore.

Only someone like Wen Nanxi, who is both gentle and domineering, can slowly wear down the Host.

Otherwise, the Host would again become an ostrich.

"Wife?"

Wen Nanxi called her softly.

His voice seemingly deliberately lowered, alluringly hoarse.

Su Muyao hurriedly stepped out of the tub and put on a robe.

"I... I’m ready!"

Wen Nanxi then slowly walked in, seeing Su Muyao who had just bathed, her hair like silk cascading down her back, cheeks glowing with radiant rouge, eyes sparkling like spring water.

Like a lotus emerging from the water, a secluded orchid.

She seemed to encapsulate the spirit of creation, indescribably beautiful.

Under Wen Nanxi’s dark and captivating gaze, Su Muyao felt dry-mouthed, not knowing where to place her limbs.

She even felt that his eyes carried lightning, capable of burning her, making her whole body exceptionally sensitive.

"Wen... Wen Nanxi?"

Su Muyao softly called out his name.

Wen Nanxi suppressed his emotions and restrained his expression, fearing to frighten her.

This moment, he must not let her retreat.

His self-control might also falter.

Wen Nanxi slowly approached Su Muyao, gently using his superpower to dry her hair.

Then gently smoothing her hair, he softly said, "What are you afraid of?"

"Still afraid of me?"

Su Muyao’s eyelashes trembled, "No, not afraid of you."

Wen Nanxi saw her blushing, tenderly said, "Wife, thank you."

"Thank me for what?"

"For so many things, but still, thanks to the Wife for letting me be your first Beast Husband."

"If the Wife were to forget me, I’d fear losing control."

Only he truly knows how much he cares for her.

Su Muyao had never seen Wen Nanxi like this. He was always gentle and elegant.

Now he seemed to lower his posture, solely for her.

"Nanxi, no need to thank, this is also my own wish."

"Hmm, just don’t be afraid, I will be gentle."

At that moment, Wen Nanxi’s words were so gentle, his eyes seemed to drown in tenderness, his voice alluring and seductive.

Su Muyao’s heart string seemed to be softly plucked, causing her heart to throb violently. Fearing he’d misunderstand, she softly explained, "Hmm, I wasn’t avoiding, just lacking experience, a little nervous."

That’s indeed the truth; amidst the nervousness, there’s a bit of anticipation, but she doesn’t know what she’s expecting.

She knows her heart holds a place for Wen Nanxi.

He, like a gentle spring breeze, unknowingly nurtures her soul, instilling an unexplainable trust in him.

Moreover, he’s shared his origin and many details with her.

No secrets from her.

Seeing her nervousness, Wen Nanxi’s eyes glimmered with a hint of smile, his gaze gentle as water.

"The first time is nerve-wracking, it won’t be like this later."

As Wen Nanxi carefully and gently smoothed her hair, then embraced her.

"Would you still be nervous like this?"

He gently approached her, ensuring she wouldn’t feel like fleeing, nor find it abrupt.

Providing her a sense of comfort and inclusion.

When Su Muyao nestled in Wen Nanxi’s arms, she felt enveloped by his gentle aura.

Her body gradually relaxed, no longer tense.

Wen Nanxi sensed her relaxation, then tenderly picked her up, placing her on the bed.

Then Wen Nanxi leaned in, enveloping her between the bed and his embrace.

Wen Nanxi lowered his gaze at her; the clothes she had just worn had partly loosened.

Seeing her icy skin and jade-like bones, Wen Nanxi’s gaze darkened, his previously cooler blood heating up.

Wen Nanxi flicked his fingers, extinguishing all the candle lights in the room.

The room suddenly darkened.

"Wen... Nanxi..."

Su Muyao, unable to see clearly, felt a bit anxious.

Wen Nanxi held her hand, placing it around his neck.

"Yes, I’m here."

At that moment, his voice was different from usual, so deeply resonant.

"Don’t be afraid, leave everything to me..."

"Wife, remember, I’ll never harm you..."

Wen Nanxi’s deep tone carried extreme tenderness.

Whispering softly in her ear.

Calming Su Muyao’s heart.

His tone was steeped in deep affection that irresistibly ensnared one’s senses.

"Hmm, I know."

Su Muyao, not knowing where to place her limbs, clung tightly to him.

Wen Nanxi felt her dependency at that moment, his dark brows overshadowed as though to envelop everything.

Only he knew exactly how profound his possessive intention was.

When she returned with Xie Guixue today, what emotions surged within his heart.

He desperately wished then that she would fulfill her promise, pouring forth his uncontrollable love.

Yet he restrained himself, waited till night.

He wanted to offer her the best experience.

As his lips descended, like a gentle spring breeze, were both soothing and captivating.

He carried with him an enchanting coolness akin to jade, resembling ice and fire.

...

Under the moonlight, Su Muyao gradually yielded, as if weeping softly, her cheeks resembling the rosy dawn reflecting the snow.

Truly delicate and enchanting, like a flower fairy with a spirit.

So breathtakingly beautiful, it could drive one mad.

Wen Nanxi, overwhelmed by emotions, had reddened eye corners, breathing erratic.

Though he strongly restrained himself, whenever he was with her, his proud self-control seemed to falter.

Who knew he would experience such intense emotions.

He hoarsely whispered, "Wife, tell me, who am I?"