Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off Chapter 781: My Silly Snake

Slowly, she raised her hands, gently cupping his sharp, handsome cheeks. She leaned in and pressed a tender, feather-light kiss against his lips.

"This is my duty, Xuan Long," she whispered softly, her eyes shining with warmth. "From the very day we became mates, I swore to protect you at every turn... just the way you have always protected me."

Xuan Long’s throat bobbed up and down heavily. Her words hit him like a wave of pure emotion.

Before he could even control himself, a thin mist blurred his emerald eyes. He quickly lowered his head, unable to hide the sudden rush of overwhelming feelings.

In his entire life, this was the very first time anyone had ever stood in front of him to shield him. And that someone was no one else... It was his beautiful, magnificent mate!

He felt a sudden, uncontrollable urge to cry. He was a proud, powerful serpent lord; he had never shed a single tear in his entire life! Yet right now, the sheer warmth in his chest was almost too much to bear.

Unable to hold it back, Xuan Long buried his face deep into the crook of her neck. He wrapped his broad arms tightly around her waist, his hands gripping her hips as if holding onto his entire world.

Su Qinglan froze.

Moments later, she felt a soft wetness soak through the fabric on her shoulder. Her eyes widened in utter shock.

Was her strong, unyielding Xuan Long actually crying?!

Her heart melted into complete mush. She immediately wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders, holding him close. She gently stroked his back up and down, pressing soft, sweet kisses against his dark hair repeatedly.

"My silly snake..." she cooed softly, whispering sweet, comforting words into his ear. "I’m right here. I will always be right here to protect you."

Listening to her gentle voice, a soft, helpless smile finally broke across Xuan Long’s face.

The heavy emotion inside him quickly transformed into a surging, burning wave of absolute devotion. He tilted his head and flicked his tongue out, possessively licking the smooth skin of her neck, leaving his lingering mark behind.

Without giving her another second to think, Xuan Long swept her up into his arms, turned around, and carried her straight into his grand master bedroom!

He kicked the double doors shut with a heavy bang...

SLAM!

Standing beside the luxurious, large bed, Xuan Long carelessly tore off his black silk robes, tossing them aside to reveal his sculpted, muscular chest. His emerald eyes burned with pure, unadulterated passion.

"My female... my sweet master..." he growled huskily, his voice deep and dripping with absolute desire.

He laid her down gently onto the soft mattress and immediately hovered over her, pinning her beneath his body.

Before Su Qinglan could even tease him, Xuan Long captured her lips once again in a deep, fiery, and wildly romantic kiss, completely devouring her into the night.

Time lost all meaning inside the grand master room. Neither of them knew nor cared whether the sun had set or the moon had risen outside...day merged seamlessly into night, and night dissolved into day.

Xuan Long was completely consumed by a sweet, possessive fever. He wanted her everywhere.

From the high, carved pillars to the soft velvet couch and across the massive silk bed, he carried her through every inch of the room, loving her endlessly with unyielding passion.

He was determined to imprint her sweet scent into every wooden panel, every curtain, and every corner of his home so that his quarters would forever smell of her.

’Lanlan. Let this room remember, and let every corner of my life bear witness...you are my heart, my master, and my forever home.’

Wrapped tightly in his arms, Su Qinglan melted beneath his gentle yet fiercely possessive touches, giving herself over to him completely as they lost themselves in each other’s warmth.

***

Meanwhile, deep in the dense, mist-covered mountains behind the Teng Clan Estate, night had completely fallen.

Little Xiao Yi, the chubby golden tiger cub who had recently grown his heavenly wings, was crouched in a tiny ball beneath a tall tree. His soft fur was messily covered in dirt, and his left paw had several sharp scratches that were oozing fresh blood.

He licked his sore paw, his round, golden eyes brimming with big fat tears.

"Mommy..." Xiao Yi whimpered softly, letting out a small, pitiful hiccup. "Mommy, where are you...?"

He turned his tiny head, looking around the dark, shadowy forest with terror.

"Father beast... Father beast..." he hiccuped again, his sweet little voice trembling. But only the cold night wind answered him.

Just a short distance away from him lay the corpse of a ferocious wild beast, motionless on the ground.

Xiao Yi had actually killed it all by himself! When the beast had suddenly lunged at him in the dark, the brave little cub had used his sharp claws to fight back fiercely because he wanted so desperately to survive.

But now, looking at the dark blood smeared across his tiny paws, the high adrenaline faded, leaving only deep fear and sorrow.

He missed his mommy so much! He missed his father beasts! Where had everyone gone?

Xiao Yi couldn’t even remember how on earth he had managed to get separated from Rong Ye and his siblings in the first place.

He had simply been wandering behind his brothers, happily sniffing around, when he got curious about a sweet-smelling fruit on a distant bush.

After eating it, he had turned around to go back, but no matter how far he walked or ran, he couldn’t find his family or the way back home.

Now, he was completely lost in the middle of a massive mountain, with no idea how to return. He could only curl up into a tiny ball and wait for them to find him.

"Mommy..." Xiao Yi sobbed softly, looking like the most pitiful, miserable little furball in the entire universe.

He licked his sore, bloodied paw again. If his mommy were here right now, she would have held him gently in her warm arms. She would have used her soft power to heal his scratches instantly, and she would never, ever have let him sit alone in the dark and cry.

Just thinking about his sweet mommy made the tears fall even faster.

Big, fat drops of tears rolled down his fluffy, dirt-stained tiger face, soaking the fur on his chest as he shivered in the cold night air.