Huang Qiuyan takes ten steps backward instantly and narrows her eyes at him skeptically. Her eyebrows shoot up as she purses her lips. Her shoulders are hunched together. Fu Sheng lets out a low husky laugh when he sees her like this. If she's acting this cute toward him, can anyone blame him for doing what he's about to do?

That won't do. His little rabbit is cautious of him. "Come here."

"I am not coming," She utters with a wary tone. "I am not going to have sex with you. I will only do it with my husband."

Sex with husband only? Still thinking in human terms? He's her true mate. They have mated and completed the bonding. What they have between them is something a lot deeper than a lowly marriage between humans. She's born for him and he's made for her. That's the way it is. 

She doesn't think of him as her husband or her true mate yet. He has a lot to teach.

"Continue drinking blood?" Fu Sheng looks at her with a wronged look and scolds her with a light voice. "Huang Qiuyan, don't you feel hungry? You need to drink blood unless you want to suffer the bloodthirst. You are still young. Stop having ridiculous thoughts and come here."

Huang Qiuyan's creased brows ease a bit. She rubs her stomach. She's been feeling pangs of hunger. Her belly is empty. After drinking that hunter's blood, Fu Sheng's blood would be extremely welcomed by her. She could have had sips when he was unconscious, but she didn't want to do anything when he was in that state. She licks her lips when he arches his neck, looking so inviting. 

"Come, Huang Qiuyan," He calls her name with a deep hypnotizing voice. An exhilarating runs through her veins. She bites her lower lip. Her eyes turn darker. Fu Sheng's red lips curl up into a beguiling smile.

"Come, little one. I won't eat you," The evil wolf promises the rabbit.

Startled, she backs away. Fu Sheng grabs her wrist to stop her from dashing away and tells politely, "Don't be scared. I just want to tell you that this position is a bit uncomfortable." 

"Oh!" She blinks at him, loosening up. "How should I--?"

"You are small and light." Fu Sheng smiles at her before pulling her on his lap, facing him. "This position is comfortable for both of us, isn't?"

She nods innocently. This position is certainly more comfortable. 

Half-amused, the wolf closes his eyes again. His voice is soothing and bewitching at the same time. "Drink as much as you want. Don't hold back."

He will feed her first. Then, he will eat her thoroughly.