The Soul Beast in Human Form Is Truly Fragrant

Yinxing opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

Bai Lan interrupted her:

"The bed isn't very big, but if we squeeze in, it should be fine."

His tone was completely ordinary when he said this.

It was as if he were talking about the most normal thing in the world.

Yinxing was stunned.

Youye was also stunned.

The two of them stood at the doorway, motionless.

Bai Lan looked at them and suddenly smiled.

"What are you standing there for?" he asked. "Come in."

Yinxing lowered her head, the tips of her ears turning slightly red.

She took a step and walked into the room.

Youye was silent for a second, then followed her inside.

The two stood by the bedside, looking at the small bed.

"Master..." Yinxing began, her voice a few degrees softer than usual. "Is this... appropriate?"

Bai Lan looked at her, his gaze calm:

"You are my Contract Beast."

"You are not outsiders."

"What could be inappropriate about it?"

Yinxing fell silent.

Youye was also silent.

Then—

Yinxing nodded gently.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, took off her shoes, and slowly lay down on the left side.

Moonlight spilled over her, and her long, silvery-white hair spread across the pillow like flowing moonlight.

Youye watched her, silent for a few seconds.

Then, she also sat down, took off her shoes, and lay down on the right side of the bed.

Her long, purplish-black hair fanned out, forming a sharp contrast with Yinxing's silver-white.

Between the two of them, a space remained empty.

That was the spot left for Bai Lan.

Bai Lan looked at that empty space and suddenly felt a bit nervous.

But it only lasted for an instant.

He took a deep breath, removed his outer robe, and lay down.

The bed was not large.

With three people lying together, it was inevitable that they were very close.

Bai Lan could feel the cool, refreshing scent of Yinxing on his left, like moonlight in the mountains.

On his right was the profound, deep scent of Youye, like a bottomless abyss.

Two completely different auras sandwiched him in the middle.

He lay there, motionless.

His eyes were fixed on the ceiling.

His heart was beating a little fast.

But on the surface, he was very calm.

The room was very quiet.

It was so quiet that he could hear the breathing of all three of them.

After a long while—

Yinxing moved slightly.

"You both smell so good."

Bai Lan felt her head slowly lean over.

Finally, it rested gently on his shoulder.

Silvery-white strands of hair fell against his cheek, carrying a faint, cool chill.

"Master." Her voice was very soft, as if she were afraid of disturbing something.

"Hmm?"

Yinxing was silent for a second, then said:

"I have lived for so many years."

"I have never slept like this before."

Bai Lan turned his head to look at her.

Under the moonlight, her eyes were closed, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

That cold, aloof face now carried an indescribable softness.

"You can do this every day from now on," he said.

Yinxing did not open her eyes.

But she gave a soft "mm."

The sound was very light, like a dream murmur.

Bai Lan smiled, turned his head back, and continued to stare at the ceiling.

From the right, Youye's voice suddenly came:

"Me too."

Bai Lan turned to look at her.

Youye was lying by his side, her eyes also closed. But Bai Lan knew she was not asleep.

She said, her voice very light: "Never before."

Bai Lan looked at her stunningly beautiful face.

Under the moonlight, her skin was so white it was almost transparent, and her dark purple eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Then we'll do it together from now on, too," he said.

Youye was silent for a second.

And then—

"Okay."

She opened her eyes and looked at him.

In those deep purple eyes, the moonlight was reflected, and his face was reflected.

Then, her hand quietly reached over.

She took hold of his hand.

Bai Lan was slightly startled.

That hand was very cool, carrying the aura of shadows, but it was very soft.

Before he could react, his left hand was also taken hold of.

Yinxing's hand was equally cool, equally soft, but carried the chill of moonlight.

Two hands, one on the left and one on the right, held his hands.

Bai Lan lay in the middle, staring at the ceiling.

He suddenly felt—

This was actually quite nice.

Cao Chengxiang liked married women because of their beauty.

The Tang Family liked transformed Soul Beasts, also because of their beauty.

Now it was his turn to like transformed Soul Beasts, likewise because of their beauty.

The night grew deeper.

Moonlight shone through the window, spilling over the three of them.

Bai Lan did not know when he had fallen asleep.

He only remembered that before he drifted off, the breathing sounds from both sides gradually became steady.

It was like two flowers blooming quietly beside him.

Huddled together, fragrant and soft.

It was too comfortable.

Early morning.

Sunlight shone through the window onto Bai Lan's face.

He frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

Then, he froze.

Yinxing was sleeping on his left, her entire body leaning against him with her head buried in the crook of his neck, her long silver hair scattered across his chest.

Her breathing was light, and a faint smile played on her lips, as if she were having a pleasant dream.

Youye was sleeping on his right, one hand draped over him as if she were afraid he might run away.

Her face was so close to his that he could see every single one of her purple-black eyelashes.

In her sleep, the usual coldness on her stunning face had faded, replaced by a touch of softness.

As for himself—

He was sandwiched between the two of them, unable to move.

Bai Lan: "..."

He tried to shift.

Yinxing frowned, but did not wake up.

He shifted again.

Youye's arm tightened slightly, but she still didn't wake up.

Bai Lan lay there, staring at the ceiling.

He suddenly felt like laughing.

Yesterday, he was still sleeping alone.

Today, it had turned into this.

He waited for a while, but neither of them showed any sign of waking up.

He had no choice but to keep lying there.

The sunlight grew brighter.

Finally—

Yinxing stirred slightly.

She opened her eyes, looking dazed for a second.

Then, she met Bai Lan's gaze.

Their eyes locked.

Yinxing froze.

Bai Lan froze as well.

The next second—

Yinxing's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

From her cheeks to her earlobes, and from her earlobes down to her neck.

She sat up abruptly, let go of him, and vanished from the spot in an instant.

On the second page of the Contract Book, a silver butterfly shadow trembled gently.

Bai Lan: "..."

Before he could even speak, there was movement on his right side as well.

Youye opened her eyes.

She looked at Bai Lan and remained silent for a second.

Then—

With an expressionless face, she let go, sat up.

Stood up.

And vanished from the spot.

On the third page of the Contract Book, a purple leopard shadow glowed faintly.

Bai Lan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

The lingering warmth on his left side remained.

The sensation on his right side was still there.

But both of them were gone.

He remained silent for a long time.

Then—

He smiled.

At the same time.

In the Contract Space.

Yinxing curled up in a corner, covering her face with both hands.

"It's over, it's over, it's over..."

Her voice was muffled, leaking out from between her fingers.

In all the time she had lived, she had never been this embarrassed.

She actually... actually fell asleep leaning against her master?

And leaned on him for the entire night?

And slept so soundly?

Yinxing covered her face, feeling like she couldn't face anyone anymore.

On the other side.

Youye sat cross-legged in the darkness, expressionless.

But the tips of her ears were glowing red.

She lowered her head and looked at her own hand.

That hand had held Bai Lan all night long.

And had rested on him.

As if she were afraid he would run away.

Youye remained silent for a long time.

Then—

She raised her hand and placed it gently over her heart.

Something was beating there.

Beating very fast.

In all the years she had lived, she had never had this feeling before.

It was very strange.

But...

She didn't hate it.

She even liked it...

That feeling was truly marvelous...

Is this what human desire feels like?