Su Yaoyao strained to recall the details of her dream. "They said I have a mission here and granted me a power..." As she spoke, she instinctively glanced down at her hands, a strange sensation washing over her.

She tried to focus, reaching out to touch each of the three men in turn. She could feel it—Bai Lian’s worry, Reg’s excitement, and Pani’s confusion.

"I think I can sense your emotions," Su Yaoyao said, surprised.

The three men were stunned, but Bai Lian was the first to react. He gently took Su Yaoyao’s hand, his voice both gentle and firm as he said:

"We can figure out this power later, Yaoyao. What you need most right now is rest. You’ve just woken up, and you’re still weak, both physically and mentally. Don’t overthink things. Just focus on recovering."

Reg chimed in, "That’s right, Yaoyao. We can deal with the power later. You gave us a real scare. Just focus on getting better for now."

Pani added seriously, "Yaoyao, from a medical standpoint, your body needs time to recover after being in a coma for so long. Besides, you’ll be in a much better position to explore and master this new power when you’re at your best."

Su Yaoyao looked at them, deeply touched. She nodded lightly. "Okay. I’ll listen to you all."

With everyone’s attentive care, Su Yaoyao was gently moved back to her own cozy room.

The room was filled with a familiar scent. The soft bed, the pink decorations—everything felt so tranquil.

Lying on the soft bed, Su Yaoyao looked at Bai Lian, Reg, and Pani gathered around her. Their faces were etched with exhaustion, their eyes sunken with heavy dark circles. It was clear they hadn’t slept a wink during the days she was unconscious.

Su Yaoyao was both touched and pained by the sight. "You all should go get some sleep," she said softly. "Look how exhausted you are." Her gentle voice carried a concern that brooked no argument.

However, all three of them shook their heads in unison.

Bai Lian’s gaze was firm yet gentle. "No. We have to stay with you. It’s the only way we’ll be able to rest easy."

Reg nodded vigorously. "He’s right, Yaoyao. You just woke up. We’re worried about you."

Pani’s eyes were full of concern. "Yaoyao, your body is still recovering. If we stay, we can handle anything that might happen right away."

Su Yaoyao sighed in resignation. She blinked, her tone a mixture of playful and pleading. "With the three of you staring at me like this, I feel all flustered. I won’t be able to sleep at all." Her voice was soft and sweet, as if confiding a tiny secret.

At her words, the three men finally began to relent.

Bai Lian frowned slightly, thinking for a moment before saying, "But we’re still really worried... How about this: you choose one of us to stay with you, okay?" His eyes were full of concern, and he seemed to be anxiously awaiting her answer.

Su Yaoyao bit her lower lip, a blush creeping across her fair cheeks. She lowered her head slightly, her voice barely a whisper. "Then... Bai Lian can stay." As the words left her mouth, her heart began to hammer against her ribs, like a frightened fawn.

Pani glanced at Bai Lian, a flicker of envy in his eyes. He sighed softly, said nothing, and quietly turned to leave.

Reg, however, felt a storm of conflicting emotions—he was both hurt and angry. He couldn’t help but grumble to himself, ’Why does Bai Lian always get to have all the good stuff? I care about Yaoyao just as much as he does, but I never get these opportunities to be close to her.’

But he could only bury those feelings deep down. After shooting Bai Lian a fierce glare, he reluctantly left the room.

Only Bai Lian and Su Yaoyao remained in the room. Bai Lian’s gaze instantly softened, becoming as gentle as water.

Lying on the bed together, Bai Lian carefully gathered Su Yaoyao into his arms.

As Su Yaoyao felt Bai Lian’s warm, strong embrace, a pleasant warmth spread through her. She couldn’t help but recall the last time they had been in a room together like this.

She tilted her head back slightly to look into Bai Lian’s deep eyes, her own gaze a mixture of playfulness and determination. "You’re my Beast Husband now," she said. "You’re not allowed to like anyone else." Her tone was slightly possessive, yet brimming with affection.

A fond smile played on Bai Lian’s lips. He gently took her fingers, brought them to his mouth, and placed a deep, tender kiss upon them. His voice was low and magnetic.

"I’ve been in love with you since the moment we met. From this day forward, you are my one and only wife."

A resolute light shone in his eyes, as if he were declaring his undying love to the entire world.

He paused for a moment before adding gently, "However, for my status as your Beast Husband to be official, you’ll need to go to the Imperial City to register it. Only then can my Star Network profile display the title ’Su Yaoyao’s Beast Husband’."

Hearing that unique and intimate title, Su Yaoyao couldn’t help but picture the two of them in the future, traveling together through the interstellar void as partners. The corners of her mouth curled up uncontrollably, and she let out a little "PFFT" of a laugh.

But the laugh tugged at the wound on her lower body. A sharp pain shot through her, and she instantly sucked in a sharp breath. "HSSS..." The sound was filled with pain.

She instinctively thumped Bai Lian on the chest, her expression a playful pout. "This is all your fault."

Bai Lian’s brow furrowed instantly, his eyes filled with self-reproach and heartache. He gently cupped her face, his thumb stroking her cheek. "You’re right, it’s my fault. I’m sorry I made you suffer."

Then, Bai Lian’s tone became firm and resolute. "I am your Beast Husband now. It is a Beast Husband’s duty to lick his wife’s wounds."

When Su Yaoyao heard this, her mind went completely blank with a BOOM, and a deep blush instantly spread to the tips of her ears.

An intimate image flashed through her mind, and her heart began to race. "N-no! You can’t!" she said in a fluster. "It’s too sensitive!"

The thought of him touching her *there* made her face burn hot enough to start a fire. She instinctively curled into a ball. ’No way, I’d rather die!’

Bai Lian’s eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze a mixture of concern and determination.

He knew that the young female’s body was extremely fragile. If her wound didn’t heal quickly, it could easily get infected, and the resulting risks were unthinkable.

And after the crisis she had just been through, his wife absolutely could not afford another single mishap.

He softened his voice, coaxing her. "Shh, sweetheart, be good. Don’t move. It’ll be over quickly. Just listen to your husband this one time, hmm?"

As he spoke, Bai Lian rose and gently pressed down on her thighs, kneeling between them.

Su Yaoyao felt her face growing hotter and hotter, the corners of her eyes turning pink. Seeing there was no escape, she could only cover her eyes with her hands, not daring to look.

She felt the tickle of his hair brushing against her inner thigh. Su Yaoyao bit down hard on her lower lip, letting out a soft whimper.