Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off novel Chapter 237

Chapter 237: Chapter 237: The Hunter Becomes the Prey(M)

Su Qinglan did not dare move a muscle and just leaned in his arms. If he suddenly became shy and refused her advances, then where would she put her face? Absolutely nowhere. She would simply dig a hole and bury herself.

So she stayed obediently in his arms, warming herself in front of the fire. Half her hair had already dried, and she leaned against Han Jue like a little fox who had found her favorite hugging pillow. Han Jue held her the entire time, careful and steady... almost too steady.

Only when she finally felt him relax did she open her eyes.

Tsk. His self control was truly something else.

If it were Xuan Long or Hu Yan, they would have already devoured her without even spitting out the bones.

Ahhh... another point added to Han Jue’s scorecard.

After all, which female did not like a man who could be gentle when needed?

Sure, sometimes she wanted her men to be wild beasts... but sometimes... sometimes she wanted a Buddha mode husband too.

And apparently, she had collected all types.

Lucky her.

Just when Han Jue finally seemed calm, she stirred in his warm embrace. Lagging behind, he looked down at her with a gentle, questioning gaze.

Huh. My dear husband... do not look at me like that.

It is your fault for acting like a pure monk.

With a mischievous smile, she suddenly leaned forward and pecked his firm chin. Han Jue shuddered like she had struck him with lightning, but this was nothing compared to what she was about to do next.

Before he could regain his senses, Su Qinglan gripped his shoulders, used all her strength, and...

Pushed him down. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Thud.

"...Ouch," she winced internally. Okay, maybe that was a bit too hard. Did I just body slam my husband?

But the shocked look on Han Jue’s face? It was totally worth it. Besides, his skin was thick. This tiny fall would not hurt him... she hoped.

"Lan Lan, are you alright?" he murmured, staring at her strange expression.

FUCK.

Why is he worrying about me? He is the one who is about to be eaten alive. Worry about yourself, my monk husband.

Ignoring his clueless concern, she blinked her big eyes and whispered softly, her voice dripping with meaning.

"Han Jue... I suddenly feel so hot... something here is too hot..."

"A Ahem... Lan Lan, should I... lower the flame?" he asked with such innocent stupidity that Su Qinglan’s soul left her body.

She deadpanned. Lord Beast God, why did you give me a handsome idiot?

But she instantly recovered her confidence and climbed onto him, straddling him and sitting right on his stomach.

"Han Jue... you know... you are stupid."

"L Lan Lan... I am not..." he protested weakly, his cheeks scarlet as her eyes shamelessly roamed across his body.

Han Jue was utterly baffled. Just moments ago, his female had been resting peacefully, breathing softly like she had fallen asleep. He had not dared disturb her.

But what he did not know...

Was that she had been waiting for the exact moment he relaxed.

I have the patience of a saint, she thought proudly. But your monk aura tested even my limits, Han Jue.

Now she had him, pinned, trapped, and completely under her control.

"Han Jue..." she whispered again, lowering her head until their noses almost touched. "Look at me."

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