Jiang Huaying ran out in one breath, stopping only after a great distance.
Though she had already left the room, her mind was uncontrollably flashing back to everything that had just happened.
The bronze-colored skin, the towering mountain peaks rising and falling rapidly, the beads of sweat slipping through the gaps…
The body temperature that had finally cooled once again surged with heat.
Jiang Huaying, like a fish out of water, tilted her head back and took several deep breaths.
“Ah Ying, why are you in such a hurry? Have you been secretly doing something bad behind my back?” Sinclair’s voice, tinged with a faint grievance, came from behind her.
“Ah!” Jiang Huaying jumped in fright and let out a startled cry.
Sinclair wrapped his arms around her waist, firmly trapping the girl who was trying to escape in front of him.
His chin rested on her shoulder, and he tilted his head, pressing a kiss onto the slender, pale neck: “You’re feeling guilty.”
Caught off guard by his piercing intuition, Jiang Huaying blinked in dizziness and quickly retorted, “You scared me! You’re always so quiet when you walk, like a ghost sneaking around.”
Little did she know that her small movements had completely betrayed her.
Sinclair lowered his eyes to look at her bare feet touching the ground.
Her plump toes curled and relaxed.
The floor had been dyed a deep black by shadows at some unknown time, making her feet stand out all the more—white, tender, and adorable.
But none of this could quell the jealousy burning inside Sinclair.
The gentle peck turned into a slow grind, brushing faintly against her neck.
His sharp fangs seemed ready to pierce a vein at any moment.
“Ah Ying smells entirely of Butcher—that crazy dog in heat.”
Jiang Huaying’s skin prickled instantly from the clammy touch, and a heavy sense of unease settled in her chest.
Just out of the wolf’s den, now entering the tiger’s lair.
She opened her soft, rosy lips, attempting to argue, but was cut off immediately.
“I work so hard for you, Ah Ying, but you secretly reward Butcher. Such unfair favoritism! You used to call me ‘baby’ all the time, but now? Even the landlord’s servants could step on me.”
Sinclair’s words dripped with bitterness, revealing his jealousy without a hint of concealment.
If Jiang Huaying could see Sinclair’s expression at this moment, she would probably be terrified.
His bright yellow eyes narrowed into vertical slits, radiating a dense, sinister aura—hinting at a dark transformation.
[Detected mission target Sinclair exhibiting extreme desire. Use special comfort?]
The system prompt popped up coldly.
Jiang Huaying: “Where would I get a second special comfort from?”
[Choose to use “Butcher’s Special Comfort”?]
[Yes/No]
Jiang Huaying: “7”
Fine, fine, I unlocked it before, might as well use it now!
Sinclair had no idea what Jiang Huaying was thinking.
Her silence and hesitation were like a rusty blunt blade, repeatedly grinding on his nerves.
“Ah Ying, you can’t be unfair.” The anxious cat snuggled tighter against her owner, half begging, half coercing.
Jiang Huaying’s mind was a mess, making it difficult to think logically.
She knew perfectly well what would happen if she used “special comfort.”
Anyway, she was about to leave soon, and once something was done, one more time wouldn’t make a difference…
Besides, misplaced comfort inexplicably gave a strange thrill…
So.
Jiang Huaying closed her eyes, stood on tiptoes, and kissed Sinclair’s ear, mimicking a god’s random nibbling.
She mumbled indistinctly, “Sinclair, what kind of reward do you want?”
His sweet breath instantly overwhelmed the cat hunter’s rationality.
Sinclair reacted intensely, burying his head in her neck and breathing rapidly.
Even without paying special attention, Jiang Huaying could feel the muscles beneath his clothes reaching a certain critical point—just one more push, and he would reach the peak of excitement.
Though it was only an ear kiss, Sinclair felt as if the scarred area was burning fiercely.
One more second, and even the gods would not tolerate it.
In the blink of an eye, Sinclair and Jiang Huaying vanished from where they stood.
When she looked again, Jiang Huaying found herself in another room.
Floating light and shadows interwove dreamily.
Soft gauzy curtains hung from the ceiling, and moonlight flower petals were scattered across the floor, filling the air with a faintly sweet fragrance.
Grass… strawberry-scented Pan Silk Cave?
Jiang Huaying looked at the cat who had abused her authority to build this little nest for himself and couldn’t help but glance sideways: “Working so hard? Even the landlord’s servants…”
Sinclair shook his furry cat ears and deliberately avoided her gaze.
Some little cats seem fierce and wild but are actually so innocent they tremble when touched.
The more like this Sinclair was, the more Jiang Huaying wanted to tease him: “The setup’s not bad, right? Now that we’ve seen everything… shall we go?”
She dragged the last syllable slowly, trying to be exasperating.
“No!” Sinclair’s cat eyes rounded instantly, his tail stiffening with urgency.
“Not just ‘not bad’? You don’t like it? Then what do you want? I’ll change it tomorrow!”
Jiang Huaying couldn’t help but laugh, collapsing on the sofa, her long hair messy and lazy.
Sinclair finally realized he’d been tricked.
He knelt in front of the sofa, staring for a few seconds before suddenly cupping her face and leaning down.
“Ah Ying, my fingers aren’t the only soft part.”
The sentence was out of nowhere.
Before Jiang Huaying could react, Sinclair’s gentle kiss landed—tentative and careful, like an exam answer he had practiced for a long time.
From the initial gentle tongue strokes, it deepened into a lingering, warm kiss.
Eventually, Jiang Huaying felt her tongue caught and unwilling to let go.
Every corner of her mouth was swept over forcefully; the sweet saliva was completely stolen.
The young man’s pounding heartbeat vibrated through his chest and clearly transmitted into her ears like a drumbeat, making her heart race wildly.
When released, Jiang Huaying’s breathing was uneven.
Her slightly parted, rosy lips looked dazed.
She probably didn’t quite understand how one kiss could cause such drastic changes.
Sinclair continued his kisses, trailing down her chin, collarbone, and lower abdomen…
“Butcher is just a dull beast with no sense of pleasure.
I’m different—I’ll make Ah Ying feel good.”
“Ah Ying wants that too, right?”
No scent could escape a cat hunter’s nose.
Especially one so sweet.
“Wait…” Jiang Huaying’s refusal caught in her throat, and her limp body on the sofa tensed suddenly at Sinclair’s touch.
Just as he said, the softness was not only in his fingers.
Something surged along the blood vessels from bottom to top, exploding inside her skull.
Her body trembled involuntarily.
Her hands tangled in her own hair, loosening and clutching again.
Her bare feet pressed against Sinclair’s chest softly—more like an invitation than resistance.
Time stretched and twisted under the warm, dim indoor lighting.
As the system prompt sounded in her ear, Jiang Huaying’s foot on the floor straightened before relaxing, releasing all tension.
[Personal Mission (3/3): Eliminate Sinclair’s Darkening Value, Completed]
Sinclair’s tousled gray-brown hair appeared, his bright cat eyes astonishingly vivid.
Jiang Huaying turned her face away, refusing to look at him.
Sinclair wasn’t about to let her off so easily.
He climbed onto the sofa, planting strong arms on either side of her body, and stuck out his tongue to lick his own glossy lips.
“Ah Ying, are you satisfied?” His sultry voice slipped into her ear, making her shiver slightly.
“Go—away!” Her voice was oddly sweet, like melting honey—sticky and drawn out.
She wanted to take back what she just said.
There was no innocent little hunter—only a skilled one with her mouth.
Sinclair took her words as consent immediately.
He gleefully decided to keep taking care of himself, practicing to make her drown in gentleness and never want to leave.
The next day, all the hunters noticed their leader was in an exceptionally good mood.
Radiant and youthful, walking with an effortless charm.
After yesterday’s upheaval, a lot of space had been freed in the MF Tower.
As a landmark building in the Upper City District, MF Tower was prime real estate, both in location and construction.
A group of little cats discussed for a while.
In the end, Sinclair made the decision to move the entire Variant Zone over.
Sinclair didn’t think twice about this family-style move.
Though he really wanted to leave Moonlight Flower Forest behind, in the end, he didn’t.
Everyone worked energetically under Sinclair’s guidance, for the first time having clear hope for the future.
Although the boss had married in, if the partner was that human girl, it seemed acceptable.
After changing into an especially alluring outfit, Sinclair walked next door, waiting for Jiang Huaying to wake up.
As the male lead of the MF Group, Sinclair naturally arranged his room next to Jiang Huaying’s.
If only there were a door between the two rooms—then no matter when Ah Ying wanted, he could satisfy her.
Sinclair’s fluffy cat tail wagged excitedly behind him.
However, the wonderful mood was utterly shattered when the bedroom door suddenly opened.
Not Jiang Huaying, but Butcher stepped out.
Sinclair nearly lost his mind.
If it weren’t for the other little cats rushing over to pull him away, the 199th floor would have likely vanished on the spot.
But the reality wasn’t much better.
The commotion made by the two top-level monsters was enough to shake everyone in the building.
Jiang Huaying, who was obviously exhausted yesterday, was woken by the noise.
She stepped out sleepily, and seeing the half-destroyed corridor and doorframe, she gave a knowing smile familiar to all pet owners.
“Who’s been causing trouble?”
The little hunter, sensing danger, vanished instantly.
Only Butcher and Sinclair, the two culprits, remained in the broken corridor.
Just moments ago world-destroying monsters, now sheepishly standing before the small human girl, bowing their heads in apology and promising not to make the same mistake again.
Jiang Huaying shooed the annoying fellows away but couldn’t sleep anymore.
So she decided to make good use of the remaining half-day.