"You’re giving me a fertility assessment? Haha, then assess this, what’s my current heart rate? And calculate how much my adrenaline surged when I saw him crying? Can you figure these out?"
The system was stunned silent by her barrage of questions.
After a few seconds, it stammered a reply.
"I-is that really possible? Are you sure this isn’t a mistake caused by emotional fluctuations?"
"Is that really what you think? Fine, I’ll update the data and keep an eye out for suitable ones for you from now on."
Selene Kane rolled her eyes; this guy really doesn’t get jokes.
She let out a light hum, her eyes slightly narrowing.
Weren’t we just joking a moment ago? Why so serious all of a sudden?
Does he really think she’ll just settle for any handsome-looking Beast Husband?
But she didn’t bother to break it down for him, too lazy to explain.
Anyway, it doesn’t matter, just another good-looking Beast Husband.
Kids have to be born one by one, there’s no rush, take it slow.
She calculated in her head, a subtle smile appearing on her face.
After all, she’s not lacking time or affection, having an extra caring person by her side isn’t a bad thing.
But a faint unease lingered in her heart, as if things in the future wouldn’t go as smoothly as she imagined.
She tried to ignore it, but her thoughts were tangled like a mess of threads.
In a moment of distraction, she suddenly moved.
Leaning forward without any warning, she pressed her lips onto Alza’s.
The Little Fox trembled all over as if struck by lightning, freezing in place.
Immediately afterward, his lips trembled slightly, pupils dilated, and joy flooded his eyes.
The next second, he snapped into action, tightly wrapping his left arm around her waist, almost pulling her into his embrace.
With his right hand, he gently cradled the back of her head, the palm warm.
Selene Kane raised an eyebrow, feeling a stir in her heart.
Originally, it was just an impulsive kiss meant to break her chaotic thoughts, but she didn’t expect such a strong reaction from this little guy.
She used to think of him as innocent, with clear eyes, but he turns out to be quite the actor deep down.
This fervor, he definitely knows how to flirt better than anyone.
Alza carried her around the room.
His kisses never ceased, lips and teeth entwined, breaths mingling.
Finally, he reluctantly placed her gently on a chair.
As their lips parted, Selene Kane immediately gasped for air.
Her cheeks blushed, eyes slightly moist, and she lightly brushed her finger across her lip corner.
Ugh, seriously, each one knows how to kiss better than the last.
Even with handsome men swarming her harem, she shouldn’t be caught off guard every time.
She bit her lip, feeling she was getting less and less composed.
In the past, she could handle it gracefully, but now she keeps losing her cool in front of these people.
She really needs to practice her restraint in the future.
Otherwise, she’ll surely be eaten alive by this gang.
Alza looked up, flashing a sly grin at Holden Sheridan, expression smug and triumphant, like a fox that stole a chicken.
Oh, being originally a Little Fox, it’s not surprising.
His tail even swayed slightly, all fluffy.
Holden Sheridan stood still, hands trembling slightly at his sides.
But Alza pounced on her again.
Selene Kane was caught off guard, pressed against the chairback, face flushed deep red.
"Ha!"
She was a bit overwhelmed, cheeks burning hot, fingertips gently pushing against his chest.
"Alright, alright, stop messing around."
But Alza refused to leave, burrowing his head into her embrace.
"Sister, I know they were here before me, and got your heart earlier than I did. But I miss you so much, I just want to show you I can love and care for you too."
He paused, voice dropping a few tones, carrying a hint of grievance and caution.
"If you don’t want me, then I can only think about you secretly, waiting for the day you feel better and look at me again."
After those words, how could Selene Kane possibly say no?
She gazed at his lowered eyes, no trace of mischief left, only full of longing and trepidation.
She sighed softly, her fingers unconsciously stroking his hair.
The two of them teased and laughed, fingers brushing against cheeks, laughter spreading in the air.
Just then, Selene Kane’s communicator inconveniently rang.
The screen flashed, and Evan Sinclair’s pouty face popped up.
"What’s up with you, female? Are you coming to pick us up or not? Don’t you know newlywed males shouldn’t stay long at their wife’s family home?"
He hesitated, eyes flickering, voice lowered.
"If people saw, they’d think nobody wants us."
His ears drooped, lying softly against his temples.
The whole aura radiating grievance, tone full of jealousy.
"We’ve been waiting for you all morning, right at your doorstep, exposed to the elements, not even a sip of water, like we’ve been returned, it’s so embarrassing, hurry up!"
Selene Kane burst out laughing, eyes curved, gently tapping the screen with her finger.
"Didn’t I leave you guys the spacecraft? Can’t you just fly back on your own? Do I have to personally pick you up, think you’re some kind of commander or something?"
He immediately erupted, face tensing, eyes wide, voice rising sharply.
"No way! I want you to pick us up! If you don’t, we’re sleeping on the roadside, under a bridge, in a dumpster, and we’ll never talk to you again! Believe me, I mean it!"
Selene Kane sighed helplessly, eyebrows twitching slightly, but her eyes were full of affection.
She turned to Alza, standing on her tiptoes, giving him a light peck on the lips.
"Be good, I have to go pick up those little rascals, or they’ll cause chaos, turning the whole block upside down."
After speaking, she licked her lips, muttering softly, "Kissed too long, lips are swollen, look, all red."
Alza really didn’t want to let go.
His fingers tightly clutching the fabric, knuckles white, yet he dared not utter a word.
He watched the departing spacecraft, eyes cold, muttering through gritted teeth, "Playing the weakling, can’t walk on your own long legs? Do you really need someone to coax and carry you back, so pretentious."
It’s a rule that newlyweds can’t stay long at their wife’s family home.
Yet Evan Sinclair, so seasoned, dares to cling on, clearly taking advantage of Miss Kane’s soft heart, knowing she wouldn’t really neglect them.
Good thing he came, or who knows how those two shameless brats might torment Miss Kane.
On the spacecraft, Zane clutched her tightly, arms wound firmly.
His features chiseled as if sculpted.
"I kept waiting for you... from dawn till noon, counting every single moment."
Selene Kane chuckled, fingertips gently brushing through his slightly messy hair, patting his strong arm, tone slightly apologetic.
"I’m sorry, was too busy, kept you waiting, I’ll definitely plan ahead next time."
Saying sorry on her lips, but her hands were quite honest.
Mermaids naturally don’t wear clothes, wearing water as clothing, light as ornament.
With distinct muscle lines all over, like rocks carved by the sea over millennia.
The waist sculpted by years of swimming in the deep sea, solid yet lean, not an ounce of excess.
In contrast, Caleb Shaw always wraps himself like a retired official, donning a black robe, not showing even a finger.
Compared to Zane, the newcomer is so open, adorably straightforward.