Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off novel Chapter 269

Chapter 269: Chapter 269: Hu Yan is using First husband Authority!

"Come on, all of you, get in!" Su Qinglan urged, ushering Hu Yan, Han Jue, and Rong Ye toward the warm water.

The three beastmen didn’t hesitate. They shed their soaked beast hides in a heartbeat, their powerful, muscular bodies glistening with rainwater and steam.

In reality, their high-level constitutions meant they weren’t even shivering, but seeing Su Qinglan so worried made them act even more fragile. They wanted to be pampered, and they wanted every bit of her attention.

Rong Ye, being the quickest and most shameless of the bunch, was the first to leap into the tub. He let out a long, dramatic sigh as the warm water hit his skin. "Ah, Lan Lan... I thought my heart would freeze out there."

Before Su Qinglan could even respond, the fox reached out and gently pulled her toward the edge of the tub. Since she was already soaked through her thin inner robe, she didn’t resist when he tugged her in to sit on his lap.

"Lan Lan, my head is so muddy... could you help me wash it?" Rong Ye asked with a pitiful pout, leaning his head against her chest.

Su Qinglan, still filled with guilt, immediately reached for the soap berry. She began to gently rub his scalp; her fingers massaged his ears and hair with a tenderness that made the other three men’s eyes turn green with envy.

"Is this okay, Rong Ye? Does it feel better?" She asked softly as her hands moving down to wipe the mud from his handsome face.

"So much better," Rong Ye purred. His hands, however, were getting naughtier by the second.

Under the cover of the warm water, his palms slid over her waist and rested firmly on her thighs as she sat on his legs. He gave the others a triumphant look over his shoulder.

Rong Ye’s hands, which had been resting on her waist, began to move. His fingers were long and agile, tracing the line of her ribs through the wet fabric. He leaned his head against her chest, closing his eyes as if he were simply enjoying the massage.

"Lan Lan," he whispered, his voice vibrating against her skin. "Do you know how cold I was? My tail was frozen stiff. I thought I would never feel warmth again."

As he spoke, one of his hands slid downward, his palm gliding over the curve of her hip beneath the water. Su Qinglan’s breath hitched. "Rong Ye, I’m washing your hair; stay still..."

"I can’t stay still," he murmured, his thumb hooking into the hem of her clothes. "My heart is beating so fast because you’re finally holding me. Are you still angry? Or can I hope for a reward for being such a patient fox?"

His hand moved deeper under the water, his fingers grazing her inner thigh with a light, teasing touch.

Su Qinglan felt a jolt of electricity run through her. She tried to pull away, but the tub was cramped, and the other three men were watching like hawks. The pressure of their gazes made her heart race even more.

"Rong Ye... the others are right there," she hissed in a low voice, her face turning a deep shade of scarlet.

"Let them watch," Rong Ye challenged playfully. He leaned forward, his nose brushing against her neck, smelling the sweet scent of her skin.

His fingers became even bolder, moving with a rhythmic, fluttering touch that made Su Qinglan’s knees go weak.

"They’ve already had their turns. It’s been so long for me, Lan Lan. Don’t you think I’ve waited long enough?"

Suddenly, a soft, involuntary moan escaped her lips as his fingers grazed slightly there. She instinctively clenched her legs, trapping his hand against her. "Rong Ye... stop... ah..."

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