After The Soft And Cute Beauty Marries The Wolf King - Chapter 28

Under Lang Sa’s hair, there was a pair of small pointed ears—completely different from the feel of Ateus’ ears.

 

Ateus’ fur was coarser and rougher, but Lang Sa’s ears…

 

They were very soft, covered with a layer of fluffy fur that wasn’t prickly at all.

 

Xie Zhiqing pinched them with his hand, still not satisfied. He leaned against Lang Sa, his knee resting on Lang Sa’s thigh, and moved closer to inspect the small ears.

 

Finding the hair in the way, he lifted a tuft of Lang Sa’s hair.

 

“…” Lang Sa said helplessly, “You might as well shave my head, you’d see them more clearly.”

 

“!” Xie Zhiqing exclaimed, “That’s not a bad idea!”

 

His Highness the Wolf King crossed his arms and looked at Xie Zhiqing in a warning manner.

 

Xie Zhiqing covered his mouth, chuckled a few times, and stuck out his tongue.

 

He scooted closer, pressing his knee against Lang Sa’s leg, and rested on Lang Sa’s thigh, finally being taller than His Highness the Wolf King by half a head.

 

Xie Zhiqing measured with his hand, his face full of pride, and said, “I’m this much taller than you.”

 

Lang Sa snorted.

 

Xie Zhiqing lowered himself, rubbing his face against the top of Lang Sa’s head, slowly finding those small ears.

 

He blew on them, watching the short fur on the ears wave and stand up again.

 

Still unsatisfied, he poked them with his fingers.

 

The ears twitched.

 

Xie Zhiqing sneaked a glance at Lang Sa, but the latter’s face showed no expression.

 

A person is a person, fur ears are fur ears.

 

Xie Zhiqing was utterly delighted—he couldn’t resist anything furry!

 

He played with those small ears with great fondness, lowering his head to ask, “Lang Sa, didn’t you say that the wolf mark was your only animal trait?”

 

Lang Sa explained, “Yes, these ears took a lot of effort to bring out.”

 

He explained in detail, “I mentioned before that the wolf tribe undergoes a process of intellectualization at birth, where all wolf characteristics disappear once the intellectualization is successful—the last characteristic to disappear on me was my ears. However, these ears disappeared when I was three months old.”

 

Lang Sa himself poked them, “So they’re very small. I tried for a long time earlier and managed to bring them out again.”

 

Xie Zhiqing laughed as he listened.

 

“Oh, right.” Lang Sa remembered something and said, “Back then, the last part to disappear on Lang Xiaoxiao was her tail. When she comes back, ask her to show you the tail.”

 

“Nonsense!” Xie Zhiqing laughed and scolded him.

 

Lang Sa laughed too.

 

He wrapped his arms around Xie Zhiqing’s waist, pulling him close, so their noses were just touching Xie Zhiqing’s chin.

 

He rubbed his face against Xie Zhiqing’s and planted a loud kiss on him.

 

Xie Zhiqing shyly looked away, a small shadow spreading across his face.

 

After a while, he finally overcame a bit of shyness, cupping Lang Sa’s face and kissed his nose under Lang Sa’s attentive gaze.

 

Lang Sa smiled lightly, tightened his grip on Xie Zhiqing’s waist, and took the lead in kissing his lips.

 

Xie Zhiqing’s body trembled.

 

The Wolf King’s breath overwhelmed him, the dominance and resistance of having his lips captured all turned sweet. Lang Sa gently bit his tongue, his sharp canine teeth grazing the soft skin but never actually hurting him.

 

Xie Zhiqing clung tightly to Lang Sa’s body.

 

His hand was right on the Wolf King’s fluffy little ears, the fur tickling his fingers, sending waves of shivers through him.

 

Xie Zhiqing let out a muffled hum, his waist going soft.

 

“Ah—!” Xie Zhiqing suddenly cried out.

 

Lang Sa had lifted him into the air!

 

With the thick quilt beneath him, even being roughly tossed down didn’t hurt at all.

 

Lang Sa gave him no time to react, leaning over him.

 

His hands moved from Xie Zhiqing’s shoulders to his cheeks, the contrast between their skin tones more erotic in the dim oil lamp light—those hands could almost grasp Xie Zhiqing’s slender neck in one go.

 

Lang Sa grazed his teeth over the delicate skin on his neck, whispering, “Are you scared?”

 

Xie Zhiqing didn’t answer immediately, just gripping Lang Sa’s back tighter, and asked, “Lang Sa, will you hurt me…?”

 

Lang Sa paused, “Of course not.”

 

Xie Zhiqing clung to his shoulders, saying, “Then I’m not scared… I’m not scared.”

 

Lang Sa half-knelt on the bed, holding his little prince tighter.

 

*

 

The oil lamp went out.

 

After a long while, Lang Sa got up from the bed and relit the lamp.

 

He changed the water for Fufu and tidied up the scattered clothes, then hesitantly looked back at the bed.

 

Xie Zhiqing was lying beside it, his pale white arm resting outside the blanket.

 

After all the activity, he wasn’t cold at all.

 

Maybe I should extinguish the lamp, Lang Sa thought as he walked back towards the small oil lamp.

 

“Wait.” Xie Zhiqing said sleepily, “Wait a bit before turning off the lamp.”

 

He rubbed his eyes, looking embarrassed, “I want to talk to you for a while.”

 

Lang Sa smiled, put down what he was holding, and returned to the bed in two steps.

 

He wasn’t wearing a shirt, his bare upper body solid and well-proportioned, the wolf pattern faint, but the scratch marks on his shoulders were more prominent.

 

He kissed Xie Zhiqing’s forehead through the blanket, then got under the covers and held him in his arms.

 

“What do you want to talk about?” Having just vented, Lang Sa’s voice was lazy, “Didn’t Xie Zhifeng tease you for lazing around earlier?”

 

“…” Xie Zhiqing poked his chest with his finger, complaining softly, “Don’t bring that up.”

 

Lang Sa chuckled lowly.

 

The embrace after lovemaking was the most comforting. Xie Zhiqing leaned against Lang Sa’s shoulder, unable to resist pressing his ear to Lang Sa’s chest to listen to the Wolf King’s heartbeat.

 

The heartbeat was strong and steady.

 

Xie Zhiqing scratched his shoulder, glanced up at Lang Sa’s head, and said, “Your Highness the Wolf King, have you put away your ears?”

 

He waved his finger theatrically, saying, “Such cute ears don’t match the majesty of the Wolf King.”

 

“I put them away a long time ago.” Lang Sa said. But he wasn’t entirely sure, so he reached up and felt his head, confirming it himself.

 

Xie Zhiqing snickered secretly.

 

After a while, Xie Zhiqing stopped laughing and spoke hesitantly.

 

“Lang Sa, I know you’re just trying to cheer me up…” Xie Zhiqing said slowly, “I never expected there to be such a method.”

 

He sincerely praised, “The ears are very cute!”

 

“…” Lang Sa didn’t particularly need this compliment.

 

He pouted and said, “Thanks for the compliment.”

 

Xie Zhiqing snuggled into his arms, laughing quietly.

 

After laughing enough, Xie Zhiqing said, “Actually, I’m not unhappy or anything—it’s just that with my brothers leaving, I feel a bit down.”

 

Lang Sa pulled him out of his arms, ruffled his hair, and said softly, “I’ll go back with you to see them later.”

 

Xie Zhiqing smiled and said, “Okay.”

 

He thought for a moment and added, “Lang Sa, can you understand this feeling? It seems like you didn’t feel much when Xiaoxiao left?”

 

“This might make me seem cold-blooded, but—” Lang Sa gestured and said, “Honestly, I don’t really feel much. How to put it? We wolves have a low sense of belonging to our family and friends.”

 

Xie Zhiqing understood a bit, “Because you’re not pack animals?”

 

“Right.” Lang Sa nodded, “We’re not pack animals. Look, my father and mother aren’t around often. I don’t even know where they are. Since I took over the wolf tribe, they rarely come back.”

 

“But that’s different.” Xie Zhiqing tried to explain, “Let’s say if Xiaoxiao gets married and goes far away from the grasslands, would you miss her?”

 

Lang Sa closed his eyes and said, “That would be great. That troublesome girl, the farther she is from me, the better.”

 

Xie Zhiqing smiled, “Stubborn.”

 

Lang Sa snorted.

 

Xie Zhiqing continued, “Actually, I’m not particularly sad or reluctant, just a bit regretful—Little Yue has grown a lot! I regret not witnessing every part of her growth. And my brother, too. Hearing him talk about what’s been happening, I feel sorry for missing it. As for missing them…”

 

He tilted his head, thinking, “Actually, it’s not too bad, haha!”

 

Saying this made Xie Zhiqing feel better. He recalled what Lang Sa had said earlier.

 

Lang Sa said that wolves have a low sense of belonging to family and friends. He also mentioned he didn’t know where his parents were.

 

A thought suddenly struck Xie Zhiqing.

 

If, as Lang Sa said, he didn’t care much about where his family and friends were, then why did he come to the grasslands and stay with him every day? If he didn’t mind not having his parents and sister around, would he mind if he, as his… as his…

 

As his wife, if he left him, would Lang Sa care?

 

Xie Zhiqing’s face turned bright red, thinking this idea was too far-fetched.

 

He quickly patted his face, trying to return to normal before Lang Sa noticed.

 

Lang Sa really didn’t notice—he was thinking about something else.

 

If, as Xie Zhiqing said, Lang Xiaoxiao married into another tribe, whether far or near, even if they could only meet once a year, Lang Sa probably wouldn’t feel much.

 

After all, that’s just how wolves are.

 

But, but…

 

But Xie Zhiqing isn’t like that.

 

Xie Zhiqing needs his family. He would miss them, he would feel reluctant.

 

The long-suppressed unease slowly resurfaced. Lang Sa looked down at the person in his arms with a complicated expression.

 

He silently tucked Xie Zhiqing in, listening to him continue talking.

 

He talked about Xie Zhifeng, Xie Zhiming, his relatives in Anyu, and Lang Xiaoxiao.

 

Before long, Xie Zhiqing fell asleep. He held onto two of Lang Sa’s fingers, sleeping soundly.

 

However, Lang Sa couldn’t sleep at all.

 

He was too afraid of Xie Zhiqing dying, too afraid of seeing his cold corpse. Only by keeping him close could he feel at ease.

 

Since his rebirth, Lang Sa hadn’t thought much about it. His only thought was to bring Xie Zhiqing to the grasslands.

 

But…

 

Being with him was undoubtedly the safest, but Xie Zhiqing had too many things he couldn’t let go of…

 

His home wasn’t the grasslands; his home was in Anyu.

 

Lang Sa closed his eyes, lost in deep thought.