How Did Fox Meat Taste? Did It Have a Strong Gamey Flavor?

Whoosh!

Ye Qiu left the seat where Qian Renxue had been sitting and appeared in front of her desk. He straightened his trousers, which had gotten wrinkled when she pinched them, and covered up the rather awkward reaction.

He let out a long breath, forcing his primal urges away.

This was hardly the time for that.

Ye Qiu looked toward the doorway. His powerful senses had already picked up on his daughter, Ah Yin, Ling Yuan, and Liu Erlong, who were not far away.

"You damn scoundrel."

Qian Renxue pulled at the damp, overheated fabric between her legs through her clothes, mortified. Seeing Ye Qiu glance around, she grew even more annoyed.

"Xue'er, I didn't do anything."

Ye Qiu came back to himself and hunched slightly, shrugging. Secretly, he summoned the icy power he'd copied from Shui Bing'er, cooling his body, which had grown scorching hot.

"Did you think you could do something here? If you did, I'd make sure you went in standing up and came out flattened!" Qian Renxue flew into a rage and raised her jade-like hand, clenching her fist at Ye Qiu. Her knuckles creaked as she tightened it. She could crush a mung bean to powder in her palm without breaking a sweat—not to mention Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu believed she meant every word. Still, he wasn't worried. He wouldn't act rashly without Qian Renxue's consent. He only smiled and said, "Xue'er, don't you know me by now? Under normal circumstances, forcing someone isn't my style."

"Enough! I'm not in the mood for your lewd jokes. If you miss them, then hurry up and get out." Qian Renxue snapped, finally settling down and feeling a good deal less uncomfortable.

Only then did she sit back down.

She lowered her head and refused to look at