The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

“What’s not good about it?” Yan Ye walked forward step by step. It was already late at night, and there were not many people on the streets. There were only a few people who were rushing home. The cold moonlight shone on the street and on Yan Ye and Beiting Huang. Yan Ye’s footsteps were very slow. “Was it… Was it very exciting, so you don’t want to come here?”

It was the Chaos Divine Source and the bracelet space that attracted her soul.

He had arranged for her in this life.

Yan Ye felt a little uneasy. He had always been worried, but there were some things that he had to make clear to her. If she couldn’t forgive him, he would always wait for her forgiveness.

“No!” Beiting Huang’s alcoholic breath landed on Yan Ye’s neck, making him stiff. A wave of heat rushed up from his lower abdomen, making him unsteady on his feet. He heard Beiting Huang’s voice whisper in his ear, “In my previous life, I only had companions, no family, and no one I liked. Yan Ye, I didn’t have you either!”

Yan Ye didn’t speak for a long time. He held the girl up and listened to her steady and slightly soft breathing after she finished speaking. It was obvious that after she said what was on her mind, she fell asleep. She slept very peacefully because she was beside him.

Yan Ye turned around and took Beiting Huang from his back. He held her in his arms and looked at the girl with her eyes tightly closed and a smile on her lips. Unknowingly, his eyes were a little moist. He lowered his head and kissed Beiting Huang gently on the lips. The slightly spicy smell of alcohol mixed with her taste spread on the taste buds on the tip of his tongue, as if flowers had bloomed. That feeling made Yan Ye drunk.

“Huang’er, I saw that you have me in your eyes and in your heart today. That’s enough!” Yan Ye hugged the girl tightly. “In two months, no matter what happens, don’t be afraid! With me around, don’t be afraid. I haven’t gotten back the wedding night you promised me 10,000 years ago. I won’t let go, never!”

Yan Ye tapped the ground lightly with his toes and flew towards the palace near the North Mountain like a meteor with Beiting Huang in his arms.

The hangover didn’t feel good. When Beiting Huang woke up, she was lying on the bed and felt a headache. She moved slightly, and a pair of arms hugged her even tighter. With a soft moan, a voice asked softly in her ear, “Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to take a hangover pill?”

She drank to her heart’s content last night and had never drunk so much wine. The profession in her previous life made her have to stay awake at all times. Of course, she would not lose her life for the sake of the things in the cup. In this life, it was even more difficult. Other than in the Night King’s Manor, she had almost never touched alcohol.

“Yes!”

Beiting Huang responded softly and burrowed her head into Yan Ye’s arms. The two of them were wearing thin pajamas, and the heat from each other’s bodies could be felt through their clothes. The feeling was unfamiliar but enchanting. Beiting Huang subconsciously pressed herself against Yan Ye’s body. Just as her legs were propped up, she was poked by something hot and hard.

Wow!

Yan Ye took a deep breath. Almost reflexively, he grabbed Beiting Huang’s leg and pushed it down, telling her to avoid him. He subconsciously looked down and saw that the little fellow was looking at him with a pair of confused but teasing eyes. Yan Ye couldn’t help but find it funny. His face turned a little red as he said angrily, “Huang’er, there has to be a limit to being fearless!”