The evil female in the space can heal, and five beast husbands risk their lives to protect her.

Chapter 48 Love
At this moment, Que Hongjin still exudes a mysterious and alluring aura, like a hazy impressionistic painting, with every blank space inviting imagination.

As Que Hongjin spoke, he leaned slightly closer to Qiao Suluo, his warm breath brushing against her ear like the most alluring spring breeze. He also exuded a faint pine scent that could easily captivate anyone.

Qiao Suluo felt that she was too close, and her heart skipped a beat when she smelled his pleasant scent.

She turned slightly to avoid him, but saw the smooth, white lines of his neck, faintly visible in the candlelight, and heard the gentle gurgling of his throat as he spoke.

When she involuntarily looked up at him, she met his picturesque eyes, which, perhaps because he had just taken a bath, had a captivating blush.

When he looked down at her, his eyebrows were slightly curved, his eyes filled with a gentle light, as if tiny stars were slowly spreading out.

"My lady, hmm?"

Que Hongjin's voice trailed off lightly, like a hook, making Qiao Suluo's heart skip a beat, and even her mouth went dry.

Her face flushed slightly, her eyelashes fluttered, and she nodded, saying, "Yes, I...I've thought it through."

“I…we form a pact.”

Hearing these words, Que Hongjin's heart finally settled down.

He said hoarsely, "Okay."

As he spoke, he could no longer restrain himself. He gently pulled her into the house, then with a flick of his sleeve, he closed and locked the door.

Before Qiao Suluo could react, Que Hongjin grabbed her and pinned her between the door and his embrace.

It was as if a net had trapped her, making it impossible for her to escape.

But Que Hongjin was also very careful, using one hand to protect her head so that she wouldn't bump into the door.

But at the same time, his lips fell.

His lips first landed on her clear, bright eyes.

Her eyes and brows were like a clear, green spring, so beautiful and lively that he couldn't help but be captivated by them.

She was like a precious jewel to him, and even though he wanted to hold her tightly in his heart, he took it slow.

Qiao Suluo's eyelashes felt a little itchy from the kisses, and they trembled slightly, fluttering like butterfly wings. "Hong Jin."

"Yes, my lady."

Que Hongjin responded softly in a low, husky voice, and as her lips touched Que Hongjin's, she gently cut off Que Hongjin's words.

He didn't want to hear anything else, afraid that she might suddenly change her mind and say no.

Que Hongjin is usually very gentle, but at this moment he seemed to have a domineering air about him, his eyes fixed on her.

Qiao Suluo's eyes were brimming with tears, unsure how to react. She held his neck tightly, feeling dazed, and involuntarily called out to him, "Hongjin."

After a long while, Que Hongjin gently released her and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Yes, I'm here. Be good, it's okay."

At this moment, Que Hongjin's voice was low and hoarse, unlike her usual voice.

Que Hongjin felt her blood rush to her head, and a deep, dark light flashed in her eyes.

He suppressed the intense feelings in his heart and patiently and gently treated her.

Qiao Suluo didn't know whether she was nervous or expectant. At this moment, his intense aura enveloped her, as if it could penetrate into her very being. His arms tightened around her, as if he were completely imprisoning her.

Gradually, Que Hongjin picked her up and placed her on the couch, then leaned over to her.

"Dong dong dong..."

Qiao Suluo could feel her heart pounding like a drum. When she met his deep, swirling eyes, she felt as if her soul was being swallowed up.

Que Hongjin was still worried that she was nervous, so he gently stroked her eyebrows and eyes and said in a gentle tone, "I remember the first time I met my wife was on that stormy night."

"At that time, she lay on the ground, as if she had stopped breathing. A bolt of lightning struck, and that was when the mistress of the house arrived, right?"

Que Hongjin had previously opened up to her about this matter, and knew that she was not the previous incarnation.

But I never expected him to know so clearly.

"Yes, I was also very confused at the time. I suddenly found myself in a strange place and didn't know what was going on." "When I saw you, I was shocked."

"You had so many injuries and were still bleeding. It must have hurt a lot back then, right?"

As she spoke, Qiao Suluo gently touched the wounds on his body with a hint of tenderness. Although the wounds had healed, the scars remained and looked shocking.

Que Hongjin felt her concern, and her beautiful eyes became even more gentle. "It doesn't hurt. It was my fault back then. I didn't know you were my wife and didn't take good care of you."

Qiao Suluo said, "How can you blame yourself? You didn't know anything at the time."

"Besides, your predecessor treated you so badly, and you were already considered to have been nice to her back then."

She didn't want to recall what her predecessor had done, feeling it was too cruel to Que Hongjin and the others.

But Que Hongjin was a very well-mannered person. Even so, she remained elegant and composed, without doing anything.

He clearly had the skills to deal with his predecessor, but he didn't do so.

He's a really good person at heart.

As Que Hongjin spoke these words to her, he could sense that she was gradually relaxing before he finally asked, "Does my wife trust me?"

"I will not harm my wife."

Qiao Suluo suddenly understood what he meant. She looked up and met his gaze. Her image was reflected in his crimson pupils, as if they were filled with nothing but her.

She could almost see the deep affection in his eyes and sense that he loved her deeply.

His aura was as gentle and refined as jade.

Qiao Suluo was stunned by his beautiful, flushed appearance. She reached out and hugged his neck, pressing her lips to his throat.

"Well, I believe you."

Que Hongjin's heart stirred violently, and he hugged her tightly. Their breaths then intertwined.

He was so grateful for her arrival, as if she had gradually soothed his wounded heart.

In moments of intense passion, he called her name again and again, "A-Luo."

Previously, Que Hongjin always called her "wife," but this was the first time he had called her by her name.

Is it alright to address me this way?

He wanted a name that belonged only to him.

Qiao Suluo never expected that her name would sound so beautiful and moving when he called it out.

It makes one's heartstrings flutter.

Her voice was hoarse as she replied, "Mmm."

Que Hongjin looked down at her, noticing her flushed cheeks and her eyes sparkling like autumn water, which captivated him.

He sighed hoarsely, "My wife, I love you, do you know that?"

Qiao Suluo's head was about to explode; she was completely led by him. At this moment, she vaguely heard such a sentence, and her heart skipped a beat.

Love?

She opened her eyes wide and looked at him with a surprised expression.

She had no idea when Que Hongjin had fallen in love with her.

She thought that Que Hongjin at most had a good impression of her, but she never expected it to be love.

Que Hongjin looked down and met her gaze, and he realized that his wife simply did not understand.

If he hadn't told her, she wouldn't have known.

(End of this chapter)