Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off novel Chapter 766

Chapter 766: Chapter 766: Caught Red-Handed

The journey back to the main estate felt less like a walk and more like trying to wrangle an overly affectionate, giant puppy.

Ever since they had officially mated, An Mo had turned into a relentless, sticky menace. His broad arm was wrapped tightly around Su Qinglan’s waist, practically hoisting her off the ground with every few steps, while his massive, snow-white feathered wings flared out behind him, fluttering lazily and occasionally wrapping around her to trap her against his side.

He couldn’t go more than three seconds without leaning down to press a warm, lingering kiss somewhere on her face.

Mwah! A kiss on her temple.

Mwah! A kiss on her burning cheek.

Mwah! A loud, shameless peck right on her lips.

"An Mo, stop it!" Qinglan hissed, swatting at his chest. Her face was flushed so red it looked like a ripe tomato. "We are almost at the main gates! Can you act like a proper, civilized beastman for five minutes?!"

An Mo only chuckled, his golden eyes sparkling with victorious joy. Instead of backing off, he tightened his grip, his feathered wing sweeping around her waist to draw her closer as he leaned down until his lips brushed the sensitive shell of her ear.

He whispered a sentence so blatantly dirty, so utterly shameless about what he planned to do with her that Qinglan’s brain practically short-circuited.

"You shameless angel!"

Qinglan gasped, her eyes snapping wide in sheer mortification. Without thinking twice, her hand shot up, grabbing his sensitive ear and giving it a brutal, sharp twist!

"Aww! Ouch, ouch, my sweet female!" An Mo threw his head back, letting out a deep, boisterous, rich laugh that echoed straight across the quiet courtyard of the main estate.

He didn’t care about the pain at all; in fact, he pulled her whole body flush against his chest, his large wings tucking around her like a soft cocoon, and leaned down to seal her mouth in a fiery, passionate, completely breathless kiss to stop her scolding.

Qinglan’s eyes widened in horror because right at that exact moment, the heavy oak doors of the main estate swung wide open.

Alarmed by An Mo’s boisterous, echoing laughter, the entire household had rushed out into the courtyard to see what was happening.

And instantly... the entire courtyard froze into absolute, dead silence.

Qinglan, still pinned against An Mo’s chest and surrounded by giant white feathers, slowly broke the kiss and turned her head toward the crowd.

Her eyes met a wall of staring faces.

Total Mortification.

Standing in the front row was an entire gallery of tiny, wide-eyed cubs. Her own tiger cubs, the little snake cub, the lion cub, the fox cub, and the twin wolf cubs were all sitting in a perfect row, their tiny jaws practically resting on the cobblestones.

They blinked their massive, innocent eyes in complete, unblinking shock at the wild sight of their mother being devoured out in the open by a kissing angel.

Right beside them stood her beast husbands.

Their handsome faces had turned terrifyingly dark. Their slitted pupils narrowed as they glared at An Mo’s shameless hands still wrapped tightly around Qinglan’s waist, a heavy, suffocating pressure settling over the yard.

Beside the husbands, Shen Mochen stood completely frozen, a half-eaten piece of fruit in his hand. His little toddler daughter, sitting on his arm, mimicked her father by staring with giant, round eyes, sucking on her tiny thumb.

Near the grand steps, the Beast Queen stood in utter disbelief.

"It was our very first time together. Surely brother Han Jue wouldn’t be so stingy with me? After all, I’ve only just officially joined the nest. Taking a full week to mark and bond with my female is perfectly normal for any proper male."

Han Jue’s handsome face turned violently dark.

This absolute bastard.

He actually had the nerve to stand there, in front of the entire family, and give a detailed justification for his gluttony!

Han Jue’s jaw clenched so hard his molars groaned. In that moment, he felt an overwhelming urge to team up with Qinglan and permanently tape the angel’s insufferable mouth shut.

Instead, Han Jue lowered his dark eyes to look down at his female.

Seeing her blushing furiously, her head buried against his neck while trying to hide from the staring cubs, his heart throbbed with a mixture of intense longing and deep worry.

He hadn’t held her, kissed her, or held her in his arms for eight straight days.

The lingering scent blooming off both of them was overwhelmingly thick...a sweet, heavy fusion of Qinglan’s soft fragrance and An Mo’s divine, radiant angel aura.

Nobody in the courtyard was foolish enough to wonder what they had been up to for the past week; the scent alone told the entire scandalous story.

Han Jue made a fierce mental note to take her back to his own quarters immediately and check on her thoroughly.

Who knew what kind of unrestrained, wild things that ruthless angel had subjected his sweet female to for a whole week without pause?!