(NSFW at the beginning of the chapter)

A bastard?

Bai Qingyue's molten eyes turned into chilling frost at her barely conscious words. The heat within him intensified into a burning rage, fusing together with his lust.

Insufferable woman!

In a surge of anger, he fiendishly twisted her nipples and bit her earlobe in reprimand. Rubbing his shaft between her bottom cheeks as he did so.

"Ahhn!" Li Meirong squealed this time, the sudden attack on her sensitive ears combined with her abused peaks and the hot, probing feeling in the most embarrassing part of her backside caused her eyelashes to flutter as she began to wake up from these extremely unfamiliar yet pleasurable sensations.

Within a few strokes, Bai Qingyue hissed with pleasure as his body spasmed and a thick load of white essence spilled out from the tip of his pulsating cock, spreading all over Li Meirong's lower back.

Contentment filled him after climaxing so intensely on her. A strange sense of primal satisfaction, the likes of which he never thought he'd ever feel. His rage subsided alongside his fulfilled desire.

Suddenly noticing her waking, Bai Qingyue immediately put her under a sleeping spell, too terrified of the consequences should she discover herself in this state.

She already thinks I'm a bastard. Bai Qingyue thought to himself and chose not to take the risk. He had to find the proper time to continue his "interrogation".

After thoroughly cleaning them both in the now cold bath water and rearranging their clothes so that everything was properly covered, he rose from the tub, scooping up Li Meirong in his arms.

He surrounded them with his Foxfire, careful not to harm even a single hair on her head, effectively drying their wet skin and clothes.

Carrying her inside the ramshackle cabin, he laid her on the bed and tucked her in. The sight of her plump cheeks resembling two steamed buns and innocent sleeping visage softened the harshness in his eyes.

Leaning over her, Bai Qingyue pressed his lips tenderly against her forehead and brushed his fingers through her soft hair. She might not have been fully aware but he now felt closer to her than ever.

He reluctantly transformed back into Snowball and settled himself down by her side.

Several hours later.

Li Meirong groggily awoke.

"Kyaaa!"

She let out a mortified shrill cry upon remembering the fantasies she had dreamed while she was asleep. Images of a certain silver haired man teasing and touching her refused to disappear from her mind!

Sure enough, the silken cloth concealing the juncture of her thighs was soaking wet with clear evidence of her arousal.

Pressing both hands against her face, Li Meirong tried to cover her cheeks, flushed with embarrassment.

She couldn't believe it was happening again! The dreaded Zhu Qingyue had come back to haunt her!

Years ago, after that brothel "event", the hypnotizing image of that man plagued her thoughts. It took her years to forget him! Only after finally convincing herself that she forged a hallucination of a "saviour" in the time of her most desperate need, did she manage to let go. Since then, it was her absolute worst luck that reunited them, making her imagination run wild all over again!

"Arghhh, I can't believe it!" Li Meirong groaned loudly, rolling on the bed from side to side.

Was she really such a pervert at heart?!

She never had such thoughts about anyone in her previous life!

Yes. He was beautiful. This much she dared to admit. In fact, he was breathtaking to the point of obsession. And yet, that made her fear him all the more. A person that gets burnt once or twice can call it an accident, but any more than that means that person is just plain foolish.

Had she not experienced a relationship with those types of handsome, arrogant guys before? Had they not betrayed her? Dumped her?

She knew well to stay away from him, so why?! Why would she keep thinking about him?!

The dream felt so real that her neck felt sore and her nipples were completely swollen!

In her embarrassed state, she failed to notice her bumping against Snowball's small sleeping form and waking him.

After making a great show of rubbing his eyelids, Snowball adorably blinked, his big 'puppy-eyes' gazing patiently at his 'master'.

Realizing that she ended up accidentally waking her sleepy Fox Spirit, Li Meirong rose to sit upright on the bed and rubbed his head affectionately in apology, "I'm sorry for waking you up Snowball. I had a… nightmare."

Snowball looked at her questioningly, "Nightmare? What kind of nightmare?"

Li Meirong was too ashamed to admit to having lustful thoughts about a stranger she had a one night stand with years ago!

"I forgot." Li Meirong said quickly and bit her lower lip, agitated.

Bai Qingyue suppressed a devious smirk. Her state of distress was obvious enough to him. Even after sleeping for hours, he could still smell the strong scent of her arousal in the air.

Soon, this charade would be over. He intended to continue his interrogation and finalize their marital status by nightfall. In case that didn't work, he had another foolproof backup plan that even she wouldn't be able to ruin.

Knowing she purposefully lied, Bai Qingyue didn't probe further.

Instead, he jumped on her lap and curled himself there comfortably.

Suddenly noticing her surroundings and her own body's warm and dry condition, comfortably tucked under the blanket left Li Meirong baffled.

Finding a few loopholes in her memory, she asked, "After I fainted in the bathtub, how did I get back here? Did you dry me up?"

Oops.