Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Elvis had slowly become used to Gu Mengmeng’s uniqueness and how she did not understand much of the basic knowledge in the Beast World.
So Elvis explained while enjoying the feeling of tenderness from hugging Gu Mengmeng, “It acts as a form of protection for a male’s mark to be left on the female. When you encounter danger or difficult situations, just hit this mark hard and I could sense your position, run over to you and rescue you.”
Elvis used his finger to point at the mark on Gu Mengmeng’s collarbone and said, “It is connected to here.”
Gu Mengmeng looked at her small hand covered by Elvis’s hand on his chest and felt warm. She smiled sweetly and rested her head back into his arms, placing her face sideways on the back of his hand to feel the affection and contentment.
Elvis wrapped his other hand around Gu Mengmeng’s shoulder, while securing the hide on her, before continuing, “But if a female’s mark is present on the male, the female would feel pain when he encounters accidents. If possible, males rather die quietly, with the best scenario being other partners coaxing her such that she does not even realize one of her partners is gone. In this way, she could live on without worries.”
Gu Mengmeng had nothing to say, she looked at Elvis as though she had eaten shit and said, “How clumsy must the female be? Such that she doesn’t even realize when her husband dies?”
Elvis smiled and thought over the title Gu Mengmeng just said.
He had tricked her into saying it the last time.
Now, did he finally deserve this title rightfully?
Not understanding what Elvis was smiling at, Gu Mengmeng poked him with her elbow and asked, “Why are you smiling? I am asking you a question, why would anyone not know when her husband passes away?”
Elvis lifted Gu Mengmeng’s chin with his finger and said, “Now that you mention… you had never called me this before.”
“Huh?” Gu Mengmeng was preoccupied thinking about the widowed female not knowing her man had died, hence she could not follow Elvis’s flow of thoughts. She tilted her head and looked at Elvis blankly.
“My mark had already engraved on you, you should… give me the title I deserve, don’t you?” Elvis brushed across Gu Mengmeng’s collarbone gently and looked at her eagerly.
Gu Mengmeng thought for a while before understanding what Elvis was saying. She cleared her throat, her eyes darted across the stone pot which was boiling water, before letting out two muffled syllabi from her throat, “Husband.”
Elvis pinched Gu Mengmeng’s chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. The shyer she was, the more eager he became.
The pair of sapphire blue eyes appeared as though it had condensed the vastness of the entire universe. Elvis looked into Gu Mengmeng’s clear eyes and said, “I couldn’t hear it, what did you say?”
“Husband,” Gu Mengmeng’s volume lowered even further. Not able to avoid Elvis’s eyes, Gu Mengmeng could not get used to the newly wed identity, she felt even more embarrassed, her throat was sticking together and could not voice words clearly no matter how hard she tried.
But Elvis, being naughty, was unwilling to let her go so easily. He shook her chin lightly and said word by word, “I—can’t—hear—you—”
Gu Mengmeng clenched her teeth, swallowed saliva, closed her eyes and shouted, “Husband husband husband!”
Elvis satisfactorily pecked on her mouth, before letting out a sigh. He did not answer Gu Mengmeng’s question, but threw a question back, “Do you know how many partners does Sandy have?”
