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!

That completely shameless golden demon wasn’t even hiding it! His luxurious golden robes were deliberately draped loosely over his shoulders, fully exposing her bright red handprint to the world as if it were a rare, glorious badge of honour!

If she could, Su Qinglan wanted to drown herself right inside her tiny tea cup out of sheer embarrassment.

She had honestly thought she had become a calm, mature, and dignified adult after becoming a mother to a whole pack of chaotic little bundles.

But An Mo... An Mo had a terrifying talent for instantly reigniting the wild flame of passion, adrenaline, and pure chaos deep inside her.

Even now, sitting safely on this plush chair, her heart was still thumping, making her feel as if she were still plummeting through the clouds.

A sarcastic electronic beep echoed in her mind.

"Ding! Ah, so this is what the legendary idiom means by ’you’re never too old to live dangerously’!" Xuyu commented dryly, his robotic voice dripping with amusement.

"Honestly, Host, if I didn’t know for a fact that you’re a twenty-year-old girl, I would have sworn you were an eighty-one-year-old grandma finally discovering outdoor sports for the first time!"

Su Qinglan nearly choked on her tea again, glaring into the empty air.

’Shut up, Xuyu!’ she snapped in her thoughts, her cheeks burning red. ’I was literally thrown off a cliff! Anyone’s heart would be racing!’

"Oh, sure, blame the cliff," Xuyu cackled in her head.

"I’m pretty sure your heart isn’t racing from the fall anymore...it’s racing because your golden angel husband is sitting across from you, showing off your slap mark like a gold medal in the Olympic Games!"