Interstellar Beast World: The Ferocious Beast Husband Has a Wild Mind

Chapter 188 Want to Touch It?
Unlike the previous two times, this time Manju's spiritual threads touched her spiritual threads without any pain, and absorbing the pollution was also very easy.

However, she reduced Nain's riot value quite a bit, so she didn't have much mental energy left and only reduced Manju's riot value by 9 points.

"Are you in a hurry to get out of the facility? If not, I can treat you later." Sang Qing removed the testing device from Man Zhu.

She had other things to do; she needed to heal over 90% of the orcs in the institute first.

Moreover, Manju's mental strength seems to be higher than Nain's, so healing her requires more mental energy.

Manju's bestial features had completely faded, with only one or two scales remaining around her eyes.

Manju raised her hand and touched the corner of her eye, and the last two scales disappeared.

His smile was captivating. "It's alright, little female, that's enough."

Before, simply being alive was a luxury, but now things are much better.

The little female is really wonderful.

Sang Qing was dazzled by Man Zhu's smile and was genuinely happy for him.

As long as she doesn't go on overly dangerous missions, with Manju's strength, she shouldn't be in any more danger for the time being.

With two heavy burdens lifted from his heart, Sang Qing felt much more relaxed.

As soon as Manju's file was submitted, General Curry came to see her in person.

He said he would take her out to dinner to celebrate.

There are many things she doesn't understand that Curry handled behind the scenes for her, so of course she has to give him face.

Sang Qing sent a message to Shi Ying, informing her that she wouldn't be home for dinner that night, and that she was going out with General Curry.

At the dinner table, General Curry introduced her to several of his former colleagues.

The officers were very polite to her, after all, S-level healers are quite rare and hold a higher position in the military than generals.

There was a little incident in the middle, as several officers tried to recruit her to their ranks, which infuriated General Curry, who said he should have known better than to invite them.

The officers said that everyone was an old friend, and people shouldn't be so narrow-minded; they shouldn't hurt the harmony.

Of course, Admiral Curry didn't treat them to dinner for nothing; the intricacies involved were so complex that Sang Qing felt completely overwhelmed just listening to it.

……

It was already evening when Sang Qing got home.

"Where is Shi Ying?" Sang Qing asked a soldier at random.

"The colonel has gone to the training room," the soldier replied respectfully.

So Sang Qing turned and went to the training room.

She hasn't even tested her strength yet after being promoted to S-rank.

Upon entering, one is greeted by a scene brimming with male hormones.

Shi Ying was shirtless, revealing his perfect muscle lines, and wearing black cargo pants. He was doing push-ups in the center of the training room.

Shi Ying's movements were very standard, with her shoulders level and waist straight, and her core strength was properly engaged.

There was a thin layer of sweat seeping from his firm, bulging muscles, indicating that such intensity was nothing to Shi Ying.

Sang Qing changed her mind and walked over.

"Hmm, you've worked out very well, especially your abs. They're the most perfect abs I've ever seen."

Sang Qing smiled slightly and sat directly on Shi Ying's back.

Feeling the body beneath her stiffen for a moment, yet still holding firmly without collapsing in the slightest, Sang Qing raised an eyebrow.

Her fingers deliberately tapped lightly on Shi Ying's back, her soft voice carrying a hint of teasing.
"Your muscle strength seems pretty solid, but I wonder what it feels like to touch?"

Shi Ying was unaffected and finished the rest as usual.

Sang Qing's weight had no effect on him whatsoever.

After finishing the last push-up, Shi Ying flipped over and trapped Sang Qing beneath her.

Shi Ying placed one hand behind Sang Qing's head, looking down at her with unfathomable eyes, "Who else have you seen?"

Sang Qing blinked. "Let's have a fight. If I win, I'll tell you."

"it is good."

It was a thrilling battle. Shi Ying gave her some leeway, but not completely.

In the past, she could barely win by using her "beauty trap," but this time it wouldn't work; Shi Ying was determined not to let her succeed.

The final result was that Shi Ying was pinned down by her, but she lost.

Sang Qing was not surprised by the result; in fact, she was quite happy.

Shi Ying's close combat skills and mental strength far surpassed hers, so losing to him wasn't shameful. However, she could clearly feel that with the boost from mental strength, both her self-defense and offensive capabilities had indeed made a qualitative leap.

In terms of physical strength and reaction speed, it has also improved to a much higher level.

She was confident that she could escape unscathed even if she faced a slightly larger beast.

Sang Qing was about to get up from Shi Ying when her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Who else have you seen?"

Sang Qing raised an eyebrow.

Oh, you still remember?

Using Shi Ying's strength, Sang Qing knelt down again beside his waist, one leg landing on the yoga mat between Shi Ying's legs.

Counting on her fingers, "Tao Tao's, Manju's, Claire's... and many others from the Aquatic Department, oh dear, there are too many to count."

Sang Qing counted as she watched Shi Ying's face grow increasingly dark.

It was you who asked that question.

Blame me.

Sang Qing withdrew her hand, rubbed her sore wrist, and smiled:
"Don't be angry. Although I've seen many, I've never actually touched one."

The only times I've ever touched it were during sparring sessions and a few times when Shi Ying was injured last time.

Of course, if the beast form counts, she seems to have touched it many times.

Shi Ying's expression shifted slightly as she pulled Sang Qing's hand to her warm abdomen. "Do you want to touch it?"

His deep voice, with a deliberately suppressed gentleness, and his ears that turned red unintentionally.

Sang Qing was taken aback. "Do I have to take responsibility?"

"What do you say?"

Sang Qing immediately stated, "I won't touch it if I'm going to take responsibility."

As he said this, he was about to take his hand back.

Just as he lifted his head, Shi Ying pressed it back down with her strong hand.

"No responsibility required, feel free to touch."

Shi Ying gave up struggling.

But saying this came out with a hint of gritted teeth.

"Hmm~ That's a good girl." Sang Qing smiled slyly and stretched out her devilish claws.

"Kittens are born to be petted."

"Big cats too."

Shi Ying: “…”

Shi Ying remained in the position beneath her, her chest rising and falling with her breath, looking as if she were ready to be taken at will.

A scene flashed through Sang Qing's mind, and she felt that this scene was inexplicably familiar, as if it had happened somewhere before.

But when she tried to catch it, it vanished without a trace.

Sang Qing's hand moved up her abdomen, across her chest, and stopped at her collarbone.

Then he leaned down to observe those golden eyes up close.

She seemed to have seen those eyes brimming with light before, with a bewitching vortex.

Not sure, check again.

The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

Their eyes met, and an ambiguous atmosphere quietly arose.

Shi Ying's Adam's apple bobbed, and light flickered in his eyes.

He grasped Sang Qing's hand, gently pulled it down, and with his thin lips slightly parted, tilted his head back and slowly kissed her.

Sang Qing tilted her head to avoid it, her thin lips brushing against her hair.

Shi Ying's eyes dimmed.

"Master~"

Shi Ying tightened her grip on Sang Qing's waist, her voice filled with accusation and grievance.

"You're entrapping me."