Chapter 62: Zhan Heng: I Have 1 Bowl of Baseless Jealousy

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Zhan Heng: I Have 1 Bowl of Baseless Jealousy

Zhan Heng pulled Gu Weilan straight into his arms, using his lips to steal away her attention. She was kissed until her consciousness blurred, her brain starved of oxygen. She couldn’t even fathom when they had stripped bare and wrapped themselves in such a tight embrace.

"Zhan Heng... the mark in your Spiritual Sea is gone. Do you know that?" Gu Weilan pushed her small hands against his shoulders.

Zhan Heng furrowed his brow slightly. The expression made his prominent brow bone and straight nose bridge look a bit fierce and impatient. His dark red eyes stared at Gu Weilan, like a vicious wolf eyeing a frightened little white rabbit that couldn’t escape.

Gu Weilan also frowned and delivered a sharp SLAP to the smooth line of his neck and shoulder. "Talk properly!"

Zhan Heng couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. He grabbed her ankle, his thumb gently caressing her ankle bone. "Yeah, my Dark Beast Rank has a Talent Skill—Devouring Energy. I devoured too much filthy energy, and that energy burst the mark you left in my Spiritual Sea. That mark was inherently left by a female to soothe a male. With that mark there, the energy in my Spiritual Sea behaves much better. So now, Female Master, are you going to give me a new mark?"

Zhan Heng’s long, powerful fingers seemed to hold some kind of magic, causing Gu Weilan to lose focus for a moment. As if strolling through a courtyard in winter, he used his fingertips to gently brush aside the red plum blossoms and continued forward.

"You..." Gu Weilan genuinely began to worry about the soundproofing between the master bedroom and the guest room.

But Zhan Heng lightly bit her earlobe, using his deep, magnetic voice to disrupt her thoughts. "Female Master, can you look at me intently? Only look at me."

Gu Weilan looked bewildered. How was she not looking at him? He was practically dying of a headache, yet he still had the mind to grab her and mess around like this. She truly didn’t know whether to praise his top-tier stress tolerance or be angry at him for thinking about such things at a time like this.

"Just now, it seemed like you were worried about another male. Though I don’t know who you’re worrying about, but... right now, I only want you to look at me."

Before Zhan Heng’s voice could fade, Gu Weilan bit him right on the lips. Zhan Heng let out a soft HISS of pain, but immediately kissed her back, plunging Gu Weilan into the intoxicating depths of his kiss.

Gu Weilan tried with all her might to gather her returning reason. "Open your Spiritual Sea, I’ll try... using my spiritual power to re-brand it."

When Zhan Heng’s naturally upturned lips curled into a smile, he looked entirely roguish. His deep, pleasant voice rang out shamelessly by her ear. "Alright. Then, Female Master, could you part this a little? After all, when planting the mark, only when my Female Master and I are inseparable can the mark’s energy become more stable."

Gu Weilan’s face flushed furiously. She really couldn’t handle how Zhan Heng spewed endless dirty talk whenever and wherever he saw her...

Gu Weilan realized that branding Zhan Heng’s Spiritual Sea this time was incredibly difficult. The black mist in Zhan Heng’s Spiritual Sea was wrapped in a tornado, constantly obstructing Gu Weilan’s spiritual power from probing forward. However, if she wanted to leave the mark, she had to push her spiritual power forward. If she left the mark in the grass at the foot of the Black Mountain, not only would it easily be blown away by the black tornado, but it also wouldn’t have much effect in suppressing the black mist in Zhan Heng’s Spiritual Sea.

Just as Gu Weilan was striving to push her spiritual power forward, Zhan Heng was still busy messing around. Gu Weilan threw a backhanded SLAP, just wanting him to behave. As a result, it actually riled him up even more!

In the midst of Zhan Heng frantically invading her senses, Gu Weilan pushed hard, and her spiritual power unexpectedly pierced straight through the black mist, landing at the foot of the Black Mountain.

After Gu Weilan once again used the Repair Spiritual Sea Talent Skill to brand Zhan Heng, she suddenly felt a massive amount of energy feeding back into her! It was just like the first time she had branded him.

The swelling, needle-like pain in Zhan Heng’s head—which felt like an overinflated balloon ready to burst—slowly disappeared. The smile on his lips grew wider. "Wife, your first Beast Husband is feeling full of energy now. It’s like I have endless brute strength to spare. Are you happy?"

Gu Weilan’s eyes widened. The hand she reached out was pinned to the bedsheets by Zhan Heng, and his long, powerful fingers forcefully pried open her half-clenched fingers. He stubbornly insisted on interlocking his fingers with hers.

"What do I do, I love you so much? My wife smells so good, I love it. My wife is so soft, I love it. Why does my wife love to cry so much? I love that too, I really love it."

Gu Weilan felt like a dying fish. She couldn’t clearly hear whatever nonsense this dog of a male was babbling about!

"Female Master, Female Master Lanlan, acknowledge me. Do you not like your Zhan Heng Beast Husband anymore?" Zhan Heng murmured by her ear between kisses.

Gu Weilan wanted to pinch his mouth shut and tell him to stop talking. She couldn’t clearly hear what he was saying; she felt as if her consciousness was about to leave her physical body and ascend to the heavens. As Gu Weilan pinched his lips, he reversed his grip to catch her small hand, kissed it, and then guided it to explore a different kind of scenery.

Gu Weilan lay limply on Zhan Heng’s chest. Her eyes were closed, but she was looking at the system data panel in her mind. She felt that there was something wrong with her Beast Rank...

She looked at her Light Element Seventh Rank: 71296/30000. Then she looked at her Wood Element Seventh Rank: 69208/30000, and the Ice Element Seventh Rank: 34702/30000. However, her Space Beast Rank had changed. Seventh Rank: 22363/30000.

She was puzzled. The energy was overflowing, but she didn’t Promote? Gu Weilan thought for a moment... Could it be because Pomegranate Seed felt she was Promoting too fast lately, and was afraid she’d be targeted by other powerful Beast Clans?

It had to be said, Gu Weilan had guessed correctly. But poor Pomegranate Seed was still in a deep slumber and had no way to answer her right away.

Gu Weilan’s eyes reddened slightly as she saw a line of small text at the bottom of the panel: "To guard against ill-intentioned beasts, the Host’s energy will be accumulated first. However, the Host does not need to worry. The Host’s combat capability will reflect the corresponding strength of this energy. Only the manifested Beast Rank level will not rise."

It had been a long time since anyone had arranged things so well for her, thinking ahead in every matter and paving the way for her. In the past, she used to feel that having someone pave the way for her and plan everything out restricted her freedom and was quite annoying.

After surviving the Apocalypse, where she had to guard against everything herself, calculate every little detail herself, and avoid danger entirely on her own... Only then did she realize that having someone pave the way for her, help her avoid danger, and teach her about the sinister nature of people’s hearts—what to guard against and what to treat with kindness—was actually the very capital that allowed her to be pampered and willful.

Gu Weilan suddenly really wanted to cry. Below the Starship, when she saw Zhan Heng and Shen Mianzhou return, she cried because she had thought... Zhan Heng and Shen Mianzhou were going to perish with the system, Pomegranate Seed. Seeing them return, her tears had been tears of joy. But now, her tears were for Pomegranate Seed.

Even though she had initially treated the system, Pomegranate Seed, with heavy, one-sided defensiveness, it was truly very good to her.

Zhan Heng felt his Little Female Master crying against his chest. Moreover, he could clearly sense that his Female Master was crying for some other beastman!

It felt as if a bottle of sulfuric acid had been poured into Zhan Heng’s chest. He had just finished doing the most intimate thing in the world with his Female Master, yet she was lying on his chest, thinking of another male, thinking about him so much that she cried?

A cold, light chuckle escaped his throat. He flipped over, pressing her down.