But a spoiled heiress has a temper too.
Her pretty face turned cold. "You call over and I just go? Have I no pride at all? I’m the one giving orders at ho—who do you think you are?"
After the wild man took a shower, aside from his skin being a bit dark, his features were handso and his body lean and powerful.
He took a long stride forward. "I’ll make sure you understand what happens when you disobey my orders."
Mu Anhan imdiately bolted.
She didn’t even get a few steps before she was caught.
He hoisted her up and pressed her over his thigh, landing a few sharp "smack smack smack"s.
His big palm ca down on her little butt.
She struggled.
No matter how she struggled, she couldn’t break free.
He put on the air of giving her a harsh punishnt, but the force that actually landed on her was very light.
He couldn’t bear to really hurt her; he was just putting on a show, adding a bit of spice.
His little fox liked playing escape gas, so he’d be the most formidable hunter.
She ran, he chased.
"It hurts, it huuurts..."
She whined in a soft, coquettish voice, denouncing his violent behavior.
"You damn wild man, what, no one’s willing to have your babies so you go around hitting won..."
She rubbed around on his thigh, and the man’s body tensed up involuntarily.
"Once I get back to the city, I’m definitely tying you up and giving your ass a good hard kick..."
No, next ti she had to write a different script, one where she really bullied this man.
Make him her slave—after all, she’d be the one who bought him.
Wow, perfect.
That storyline sounded great.
Only, in this storyline, she didn’t manage to make it through safely.
"It really hurts? Let see."
The wild man saw her crying her lungs out like the sky was falling, unable to stop.
Her skirt hem was lifted by the wind; just as he was about to look, she took advantage of his distraction and sprang away. "What are you looking at? You don’t get to look."
She’d been sobbing like her heart was breaking, and in a second her expression flipped back to the heiress’s fierceness and brattiness.
"You’re pretty good at acting." The wild man looked at her.
Mu Anhan snorted. "If you want to have your children, you’d better have what it takes to conquer first!"
The wild man: "...So you’re saying, as long as I can conquer you, you’ll willingly bear my sons and daughters?"
"Of course." Mu Anhan nodded.
"You promise you won’t run again?" he asked.
"This is your turf. Where exactly could I run to?" She snorted.
"What do you want?" The wild man’s competitive streak and passion were stirred.
Mu Anhan let out a soft laugh. "See the moon in the stream? Go fish it out and put it in front of !"
The wild man: "..."
Who didn’t know the story of the monkeys fishing for the moon?
This spoiled heiress was obviously ssing with him on purpose!
Mu Anhan grinned smugly. Can’t do it, can you! Hmph!
The wild man frowned, thought for quite a while, then asked, "If I pull it off, will you behave? Will you be good?"
"Of course." Mu Anhan was sure he couldn’t do it, so her answer was very firm.
"All right, just wait." He turned and left as soon as he finished speaking.
Mu Anhan happily lay down on the grass. There were still plenty of peach blossom petals scattered on it; the floral fragrance filled her nose. She humd a little tune and enjoyed the scenery around her.
Who knew the wild man’s footsteps would sound again so soon.
When she saw that he had actually brought the moon and set it down in front of her, she was dumbfounded.
She really shouldn’t have underestimated this man’s cleverness!
Now she couldn’t exactly go back on her word.
"I did it!" There was a trace of pride in his tone. "Co into my arms..."
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