Chapter 60: You Admit to Being My Female Master?
“The clothes have arrived!”
After Su Miantang signed for the package, she opened it.
She ordered a flagship banquet style from a famous men’s clothing brand in the Central City, making it convenient for him to hold a celebration ceremony in his mansion after returning.
A simple and fashionable white shirt, black suit pants, a dark vest paired with a checkered tie, and some exquisitely textured accessories. On the outermost layer was a moon-white tailcoat that perfectly complemented his hair color.
Aslan lightly glanced at it. “Your taste isn’t bad.”
“Of course.” Rarely praised by him, Su Miantang was somewhat proud. “This suit alone cost a full month and a half of my salary from the Academy of Sciences.”
Suddenly, she somewhat regretted not accepting the princess’s reward of gold, silver, and jewelry. With her little bit of money, raising a tiger was fine, but raising a man was a bit strenuous.
“Susu is this generous toward me?”
Hearing her say this, Aslan found the outfit even more pleasing to the eye.
“…Because you’re a great hero of the Central Empire.”
She was now considered a part of the Central Empire, so she ought to show gratitude.
“Are you sure it’s not a reward for my performance in bed this past month?”
Su Miantang: “…Just put on your clothes!”
“I don’t know how, Susu help me.” He shamelessly spread his hands. Su Miantang turned around, ignoring him completely. “I’ll give you five minutes!”
Aslan chuckled softly, unhurriedly putting on the clothes piece by piece. When he put on the underwear, he softly clicked his tongue. “A bit small.”
“It seems Susu doesn’t understand my size well enough yet. In the future, I will work even harder to lead by example and thoroughly carve it into your mind.”
Su Miantang’s eyelids twitched.
He should give it a rest, that was already the largest size!
“Done.”
In less than five minutes, he finished dressing.
Su Miantang turned her face, and when she saw him… she immediately froze.
The man’s moon-white, sharp, fragmented hair slightly draped over his narrow, charming eyes. His facial contours were smooth and distinct, his features three-dimensional and deep. A well-tailored, high-end custom suit perfectly accentuated his heaven-defyingly good figure. He appeared both noble and elegant, yet exuded a lazy and loose temperament. Paired with that silver chain at his collar, he looked exactly like the Sun God Apollo from mythology, absurdly captivating.
Tigers truly were nature’s most perfect creations; even transformed into a human, it was the same.
“What, mesmerized by this King’s heroic posture?” A trace of teasing leaked from the depths of Aslan’s eyes. Su Miantang touched her nose. “N-no.”
But for some reason, she felt his tone of voice wasn’t as punchable anymore.
Is this the power of beauty?
“Since you’re dressed, let’s go.”
“Wait.” The man picked up the red bow tie nearby. “Help me put this on.”
“This…” Su Miantang was somewhat surprised. “That’s not very appropriate, is it? This doesn’t match the overall suit.”
“But it matches me.”
He lowered his head slightly, his gentle breath blowing against her ear, making half her face feel a bit numb.
“Didn’t you just say this bow tie was ugly? Why are you still willing to wear it?”
“Even things made by an ugly Female Master must meet the parents-in-law.”
“Who are you calling ugly?”
“You admit to being my Female Master?”
Su Miantang: “…” She’d better just not speak.
She picked up the bow tie, and as she got close to help him put it on, Aslan took the opportunity to lower his head again, deeply inhaling the scent on her body. Every strand of hair was permeated with the rich, fragrant pheromones of butterfly orchids, smelling so sweet he wanted to eat her in one bite!
“Done.”
“Let’s go.”
Su Miantang satisfactorily straightened the bow tie and was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, her slender waist was suddenly gripped by Aslan, tightly pressed into his embrace. “Where are we going?”
“Gransmormer Manor.”
“Susu, are you anxious to meet the parents-in-law, or anxious to drive me away?”
“…Neither.”
“Then let’s do something else first.”
Something else?
Su Miantang was curious. “What do you want to do?”
Aslan stared at her intently.
“You.”
Su Miantang: “…” Can these two sentences be connected together like that?
“You’ve returned in triumph and fully recovered from severe injuries. Don’t you want to tell your family, friends, and the citizens of the Central Star immediately? They’ve been mourning you this whole month and are very sad. If they knew you were still alive, who knows how happy they’d be.”
“I don’t want to.”
A certain tiger was incredibly heartless, only staring unblinkingly at her.
He only wanted to stay with his Female Master, not separating for a single moment.
“Let’s go, to do.”
He suddenly picked her up. Su Miantang was so frightened her legs trembled a bit. “Do, do do?”
“Do some things we love to do.”
“…”
“For instance, courting.”
Su Miantang: “Courting?”
“Susu looks a bit disappointed.”
Aslan activated his combat power and leaped into the air in a single bound.
Afraid of falling, Su Miantang hurriedly hugged his strong waist tightly.
But she was worrying too much.
In an instant, a pair of dazzlingly resplendent, transparent wings burning with raging flames tore out from his shoulder blades.
Su Miantang watched in a daze.
“Lanlan, your wings… have they fully recovered?”
“Mhm.”
Aslan lowered his eyes, his gaze looking at her even warmer than a melting snow mountain in spring.
“So beautiful!”
Su Miantang couldn’t help but stretch out her fingertips to touch them. She knew he had wings before, but grown on a little tiger, they were bling-bling like a pretty toy.
But now… the wingspan was a full dozens of meters, even broader than Fred’s. The surroundings emitted bright flames like stars, gorgeous and domineering, making it completely impossible for anyone to look away.
The most crucial point was that they appeared directly on his human form. Having been on the Central Star for so long, she had never seen this combined state before. It was simply too high-class!
The young girl tightly hugged the man, her superb, curvy figure bringing him an incomparably pleasurable impact. Aslan wanted to just keep flying with her like this forever.
But being exposed to the air continuously at such a high speed, he was afraid she wouldn’t be able to bear it, so he reached out and summoned his warship.
“I’ll take you to see the stars.”
See the stars?
What stars are there to see during the day?
Su Miantang: “But I still have an important thing to do!”
“Are you sure there’s anything more important than me?”
Aslan lightly pinched his fingertips together in front of her. The young girl immediately thought of the miserable fate of the electronic handcuffs just now and instantly fell silent.
“See the stars.”
Su Miantang originally thought the stars he mentioned were a romantic metaphor.
It wasn’t until she walked into the technologically advanced and luxurious military warship and saw the projection on the massive holographic screen that she realized… they were real stars!
There lay a 9D complete distribution map of the Central Star System’s planets. The surroundings were marked with various special symbols. Red represented: the battle achievements of the White Tiger Legion led by General Aslan—a full hundreds of planets, occupying about 60% of the Central Star System’s territory.
Glossary
- Female Master (雌主): A term used to describe the matriarch or female owner/partner in female-revered societies.
- 9D (9d): Nine-dimensional, representing ultra-advanced futuristic holographic mapping technology.
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