Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off novel Chapter 738

Chapter 738: Chapter 738: An Mo’s Public Display of Affection

The sudden weightlessness lasted for only a heart-stopping second before Su Qinglan broke through the thick layer of clouds.

Expecting to smash into jagged mountain rocks, she instead tumbled down onto a lush, impossibly soft bed of vibrant green grass!

Before she could even catch her breath or process where on earth she had landed, a heavy, warm body pinned her down.

In the next instant, she was wildly, fiercely kissed by that mad angel, An Mo!

It was an overwhelming, passionate storm. The romantic, refined demeanour An Mo usually wore completely vanished.

The two of them tumbled through a sea of sweet-smelling, glowing flowers, kissing like two wild beasts caught in a craze, their breaths mingling in the warm, perfumed air of the hidden paradise.

When An Mo finally let her lips go, both of them were thoroughly flushed, lying among the crushed petals and gasping heavily for air.

His golden hair was beautifully messy, draped over her shoulders, and his golden eyes swirled with dark, possessive heat.

An Mo looked down at her red, kiss-swollen lips, brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, and said with absolute, unbothered seriousness:

"Lanlan, I grant you permission to fuck me."

Su Qinglan instantly choked on her own saliva!

"Cough! Cough-cough!" She beat her small fist against her chest, her face turning bright red as she glared at him with wide, incredulous eyes.

Sarcasm! That was pure sarcasm when I was falling off the cliff! This insane golden man didn’t actually take my curse word literally, right?!

Before she could sit up and physically slap the shameless smile off his handsome face, a sudden rustling sound came from the nearby flower bushes.

Thump! Topple!

Both of them froze and whipped their heads towards the noise.

Standing just a few feet away was an old man with a long white beard, holding a golden watering pot.

The poor old elder was so utterly flabbergasted by the scandalous scene he had just witnessed that he had turned into a literal frozen statue.

His jaw was hanging open so wide it nearly touched his knees, and his eyes looked ready to pop right out of his skull.

An Mo’s golden eyes widened in shock for half a second before his protective instincts kicked in.

With lightning speed, he pulled Su Qinglan against his chest, spreading one of his massive, snow-white wings forward like a dramatic shield to completely cover her dishevelled state and flushed face from the intruder’s view.

An Mo puffed out his chest and roared out the old man’s name at the top of his lungs:

"ELDER CANG! TURN AROUND AND LOOK DOWN RIGHT NOW! SHE IS THE FUTURE MASTER OF YOUR YOUNG LORD!"

Elder Cang’s mind was completely short-circuited. "F-Future Master... of my Young Lord?! Ahhhh?!"

The old man nearly dropped his precious watering pot onto his own foot!

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