Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off Chapter 702: Daddy’s Little Princess

Xuan Long had just returned home from the Upper Domain. Armed with the Beast Queen’s royal teleportation scroll, he had been in a spectacularly good mood.

But the moment he crossed the threshold into his house, he froze solid.

The room was a complete, unrecognizable mess. The thick, neatly laid rugs had been violently flipped over.

Everyone was kneeling or standing in incredibly strange, awkward positions. Even the cubs were huddling together with highly anxious faces.

"..."

Xuan Long blinked in utter confusion, his solid, silent demeanor cracking for a fraction of a second.

"What happened?"

Before anyone could shout out an answer, Xuan Long suddenly felt a powerful, familiar pull deep within his own bloodline. His heart skipped a beat. He slowly, carefully lowered his head.

The moment his emerald eyes landed on the tiny white snake safely curled around his boot... his entire body froze. His jaw slackened, and his eyes widened in absolute, stunning disbelief.

A shaky, emotional breath escaped his lips.

"...My daughter..."

His deep voice was barely a whisper, thick with an emotion he had never felt before.

The cold, unyielding expression he usually wore softened completely into a look of pure reverence.

He slowly, meticulously crouched down, bringing himself to the floor. Then, he carefully stretched out one large, trembling finger toward the tiny snake.

Everyone in the room unconsciously held their breath. Their hearts were pounding against their ribs.

Earlier, every single time someone had tried to touch the little snake or get close, she had immediately bolted like a wild flash.

Would she run away from him again this time?

The tiny snake quietly looked up at Xuan Long. She tilted her little head, her gemstone-blue eyes reflecting his emerald gaze.

Then... without the slightest hesitation... she uncoiled herself from his boot and slowly, gracefully climbed onto his extended finger.

The whole room fell into a stunned silence for a beat. Then, everyone simultaneously let out a long, collective breath of relief.

"She didn’t run!" Lan Yue exclaimed happily, clapping her hands.

Su Qinglan’s tense, worried shoulders finally relaxed.

A beautiful, radiant smile appeared on her face as she wiped a tear from her eye. "It looks like she recognized her father’s scent immediately."

Xuan Long looked at the tiny white snake wrapped securely around his finger. His usually calm, stoic face was now entirely filled with a profound warmth and overwhelming joy.

He carefully raised his hand close to his chest, moving as if he were holding the most fragile, precious treasure in the entire universe.

The little snake gently rubbed her tiny, smooth head against his fingertip, letting out a soft, content sigh. Xuan Long’s heart instantly melted into a puddle.

Su Qinglan finally couldn’t hold it in anymore. First, her heart had been pounding in true terror because her tiny newborn daughter had vanished beneath the rugs, and now, looking up, she could barely believe that XuanLong was actually standing right in front of her.

Overwhelmed by a wave of intense relief and affection, she launched herself at him.

"Xuan Long!"

He caught her effortlessly, one arm cradling their tiny daughter securely in his large palm while the other banded around Su Qinglan’s waist like steel.

In one smooth, dominant motion, he lifted her clean off the ground, pulling her flush against his hard chest as if she weighed nothing.

Su Qinglan gasped, instinctively wrapping her arms tightly around his neck, clinging to him with desperate strength.

She buried her face into the crook of his shoulder, inhaling his familiar scent...masculine, wild, and safe.

"I missed you..." Her voice cracked, raw with weeks of suppressed pain. "Gods, I missed you so much it hurt to breathe."

Tears spilled freely down her cheeks as she glanced at the tiny white snake, her voice dropping to a shattered whisper.

"I thought... I thought our daughter didn’t like me. No matter how gently I called her, she kept running away. It broke my heart, Xuan Long. I felt like I was failing her... failing us..."

Xuan Long’s expression remained composed, but his eyes blazed with fierce tenderness and something darker...possessive hunger. His deep voice rolled over her like thunder, low and commanding.

"It’s not like that."

He held her tighter, his fingers pressing possessively into her waist.

"Our daughter was just born. The room was filled with too many unfamiliar scents. She couldn’t recognize her mother’s yet." His tone left no room for argument.

"Stop tormenting yourself. You are hers. And she is ours."

Su Qinglan blinked up at him, trembling. "Really?"

Instead of answering with words, Xuan Long took control. He slowly guided her hand toward the little snake resting on his fingers.

The tiny white snake lifted her head, studied Su Qinglan for a heartbeat, then gently rubbed her small head against her mother’s fingertips in clear affection.

Su Qinglan froze.

Then overwhelming joy flooded her beautiful face, so bright it stole her breath.

"She... she touched me..." A radiant, tearful smile bloomed across her lips. "My baby... my precious girl. You do love Mommy..."

The little snake flicked her tongue softly and curled lovingly around Su Qinglan’s finger, as if sealing the bond.

The last of Su Qinglan’s fears shattered. She melted against Xuan Long’s chest, glowing with pure maternal love and relief.

Xuan Long looked down at his beautiful mate cradled securely in his arm.

Seeing the brilliant twinkle of joy in her eyes as she stared at their precious offspring, a fierce, possessive wave of love hit him hard. His Adam’s apple bobbed heavily.

Before Su Qinglan could even look up from the baby, Xuan Long suddenly leaned deep down, his powerful hand cupping the back of her head to lift her face.

He claimed her lips in an intensely domineering, breathless kiss.

Xuan Long’s kiss was fierce and claiming, pouring every ounce of his pent-up longing into her. For one breathless moment, Su Qinglan’s eyes stayed wide open in surprise.

Then the shock melted away like snow under fire.

She had missed him too much...every endless night, every quiet fear, every moment she had ached for his touch. She refused to hold back any longer.

Closing her eyes, Su Qinglan kissed him back with equal passion. Her fingers threaded into his hair, pulling him closer as she poured all her love, relief, and hunger into the kiss.