C22 Midnight Flower Picker

A tall figure loomed behind her, the familiar crisp scent of cigars wafting to Yuvyuv's nose. At the same time, the small hand holding the scissors was enveloped by a large, cool hand. Her petite frame was pulled into the embrace of the newcomer.

Yuvyuv's face flushed with embarrassment and anger. A deep, magnetic voice whispered in her ear, "Trying to murder your husband, huh?"

"Huo Lingxiao, you jerk! What husband? You're just a scoundrel sneaking into a girl's room in the middle of the night," Yuvyuv's heart raced. She couldn't believe the audacity of the man behind her, daring to intrude into her room. If her father found out, he'd surely grab a stick and beat this audacious wolf cub.

Yes, a wolf cub. Her father and the general were both rough around the edges, and their kids were no different—little rascals through and through. And the one behind her was the worst of them all, a true rogue.

"Naughty girl, your memory's slipping. You used to chase me around, calling me 'Brother Lingxiao,' saying you'd marry me when you grew up," Huo Lingxiao laughed, effortlessly lifting the struggling girl onto his lap.

Before Yuvyuv could muster a retort, his sudden move left her speechless. Her face turned crimson in an instant. "What are you doing, you shameless jerk? Let me go!"

She tried to wriggle free, but the more she struggled, the tighter his hold became. Until his cool breath tickled her ear, making it itch, "Keep squirming, and I can't promise we'll just chat tonight. If you're up for something else, I'm more than willing."

Yuvyuv suddenly couldn't grasp the meaning behind the man's words. She felt his breath near her ear, intentionally whispering something shameless.

Whoosh!

Her face flushed bright red, and her previously struggling body froze. She wasn't some naive eighteen-year-old. In her past life, she was in her thirties, experienced in life, and had once boldly taken down a man, leaving nothing behind.

She had a bit of a wild streak.

The most crucial part? The man she had once drunkenly pounced on and devoured was none other than this wolfish guy standing before her.

Oh, heavens, is this karma coming full circle?

In her past life, she had gotten drunk and, in a moment of reckless courage, had taken down this man, who was known for his aloofness towards women, without hesitation. She even bit him as payback for all the times he tormented her as her instructor.

What a mess!

Could it be that this wolfish guy is here to settle old scores?

"Troublemaker, what are you thinking about? Daring to zone out in front of me deserves a penalty." Huo Lingxiao's handsome face flashed with annoyance.

He leaned down and gave the daydreaming girl a playful nip.

Ouch!

"Ow, Huo Lingxiao, you shameless jerk! How dare you take advantage of me?" Yuvyuv whispered angrily, trying not to wake her family and cause more trouble.

"Why wouldn't I dare? You're my future wife, of course I dare. Not only dare, but I can be even bolder. Want to try?"

Huo Lingxiao's dark eyes glimmered with a deep amusement as his long fingers gently lifted her delicate chin, his voice suddenly dropping, "Do I seem old to you, girl?"

This girl, always calling him "old," was starting to get on Huo Lingxiao's nerves.

Yuvyuv's eyes sparkled as she noticed the man's darkening expression. She held up a single finger.

Huo Lingxiao raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes fixed on the mischievous little thing in front of him, remaining silent.

A playful glint appeared in Yuvyuv's eyes as she waved her delicate finger more boldly in front of him. Her voice was sweet and teasing, "Sixth Master, if I remember correctly, you're just 27 this year, right? And I'm only 15. You're a whole cycle older than me!"

"So what?" His eyes grew even darker, his handsome face more rigid.

He had already guessed what this fearless little thing wanted to say. Suddenly, his face moved closer, filling her vision.

His cool lips exhaled a faint chill, deliberately brushing against her nose. "Girl, you think I'm old."

Huo Lingxiao's voice carried a cold sneer. Suddenly, with a flick of his hand, he grasped Yuvyuv's chin, which had sensed danger and tried to escape.

A distinctly masculine presence enveloped her, and he leaned in to nip at her sensitive earlobe.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

Yuvyuv gasped, her voice carrying an embarrassed whimper, her face flushing bright red. She raised her hands to hit the man who was being so audacious with her. "Huo Lingxiao, you jerk! What are you, a wolf? Biting everyone you see."

In her embarrassment and anger, she tried to wriggle out of his embrace. But just as she moved, he whispered a wicked threat in her ear, making her face turn even redder with a mix of shame and fear.

With a trembling voice, she finally shouted in embarrassment, "You, Huo Lingxiao, put me down."

As she tried to move away, she heard the man warn in a low, restrained voice, "Girl, don't move. If you do, I might just make good on my threat tonight."

Yikes!

Yuvyuv was so scared she didn't dare move an inch. Her large amber eyes widened, filled with nervousness and fear, giving her a pitiful look.

She blinked at the man in front of her, looking like she might burst into tears at any moment.

Huo Lingxiao watched the little creature in front of him, her eyes glistening like a frightened, helpless animal. His heart softened for a moment, but then he caught a sly, fox-like glint in her eyes.

Instead of letting go, his hand slid down to her slender waist, pulling her into his arms with a strong tug.

"What are you doing?" Yuvyuv was completely startled this time.

She had been pretending to be scared, hoping to trick him into letting her go, to coax this dangerous wolf to leave her alone.

But now, it seemed this wolf had no intention of showing any mercy and was actually planning to do something.

Oh my gosh, this jerk is so heartless.

How could she forget? He was a real wolf in sheep's clothing.

Ugh, she was foolish to play the weakling with a wolf, practically offering herself up to be devoured.

No—!