Chapter 22: Su Wanwan, the Woman Who Can Become the Master’s Mother

Luo Ning.

Luo Ning woke up again, her head dizzy before she could even catch her breath.

‘She seemed… to have had a really awesome dream?’

Well, no…

‘If Ceiling Bro is still there, does that mean I’m still in a dream?’

‘Everything came back?’

“Tch… no way?”

Luo Ning’s little face scrunched up. She raised her small hand and looked toward the ceiling.

A small, pink, and very pretty hand…

‘I really did turn into a super cute pink-haired loli.’

Luo Ning wanted to try following the dream’s storyline—get up from bed, go look in the mirror, wait for Su Wanwan to open the door, and so on.

‘Let me think carefully…’

‘I seemed to… slowly unbutton my pajamas and release Holy Light…’

‘Anyway, I’m still in a dream, just looking at myself!’

Just as Luo Ning, her little face burning red, started to follow the steps from her dream—

The next second, moonlight ripples swirled in the space before her door.

A silver-white wolf, its whole body silvery like the moon, leaped out from the water-curtain-like ripples of moonlight.

The moment the silver wolf was about to reach Luo Ning, silver light flashed, blinding Luo Ning’s eyes.

‘No! Interrupting me again!’

“???” Luo Ning.

Amid the flowing silver light, the slender and graceful figure of a girl slowly took shape.

Before Luo Ning could react, she was deeply buried in a warm, soft embrace.

“Master, you’re awake…”

Yin Yue’s voice, as if kissed by moonlight, sounded in Luo Ning’s ear.

Luo Ning’s movements instantly froze. The corner of her eye subconsciously caught sight of Yin Yue’s signature wolf ears and tail, and most of the dazed confusion from waking up dissipated.

‘Huh? So it wasn’t a dream…’

“!!!” Luo Ning.

‘Holy crap! So it really wasn’t a dream?!’

The light pink antenna hair on Luo Ning’s head stood up in shock!

‘That means I really transmigrated into the Beast Taming World, started by contracting a reborn beast-eared girl, and became the host of some mythical-level being?’

‘I got the protagonist treatment directly?’

Luo Ning’s little face flushed red, partly from excitement over this tense and thrilling experience, and partly from being tightly wrapped in Yin Yue’s softness.

Luo Ning wanted to pat Yin Yue, to tell her not to hold so tight—she couldn’t breathe.

“Master…”

Behind her, Yin Yue swung her fluffy big wolf tail, leaned down again, and parted her red lips.

First, she gently used her mouth to bite a strand of hair that had stuck to Luo Ning’s cheek from sleeping, tucking it behind her ear.

She wasn’t done yet.

Yin Yue lowered her head slightly, her warm, soft breath gently sweeping across the left side of Luo Ning’s neck, not daring to use any force, afraid of startling her little master in her arms.

The next second, a pink, moist tongue gently poked out, slowly and gently rubbing against that crimson blood mark.

The gentle moonlight aura around Yin Yue instantly deepened a few degrees. Her fluffy white wolf ears drooped slightly, and her eyes were filled with heartache and bitterness.

“Mmm…”

A sudden tingle of numbness and slight itch came from the side of her neck. The unfamiliar delicate warmth made Luo Ning tremble slightly. A thin layer of crimson immediately spread over her body. Her already red little face was now completely flushed, even the roots of her ears burning hot.

Luo Ning froze in place, not knowing where to put her hands or feet. Her breathing gradually became disordered. Her soft throat finally couldn’t hold back and let out a suppressed trembling moan.

‘What is Yin Yue doing?!’

‘So itchy…’

The girl in Yin Yue’s arms tensed up slightly. Yin Yue keenly noticed her master’s subtle reaction, but her movements didn’t stop, only becoming gentler.

She licked the lingering bloodstain over and over again, as if trying to use her own Moonlight Power to slowly fade this mark that carried her master’s pain.

‘She had been reborn, yet she still couldn’t prevent her master from being parasitized by the Primordial Blood Seed…’

Yin Yue felt very guilty in her heart.

“I’m sorry, Master…”

Yin Yue’s murmuring voice was muffled, filled with strong guilt, falling on Luo Ning’s ears, so gentle that it made Luo Ning’s heart soften…

‘And also, my legs are a little unsteady…’

“Yin… Yin Yue…” Luo Ning’s voice trembled, enduring the feeling of weak legs, wanting to stop Yin Yue’s big-dog-licking-wound operation first.

At that moment, the door behind Luo Ning suddenly opened, just like in the dream.

Su Wanwan had been preparing lunch in the kitchen, but when she turned around, she found that the silver wolf that had been sleeping on the balcony had suddenly disappeared.

She sensed the movement in Luo Ning’s room and quickly came to check.

The result…

Her hand pushing the door stopped in midair.

Su Wanwan stared blankly at the scene in the room, her whole body frozen.

The silver wolf had once again transformed into that stunning beast-eared girl, holding Luo Ning in her arms and gently licking the side of her neck—a lingering image that rushed straight into Su Wanwan’s eyes.

Su Wanwan’s fingers tightened slightly, and her delicate brows furrowed.

And Luo Ning, in Yin Yue’s arms, met Su Wanwan’s gaze through the mirror for a moment.

“…” Luo Ning.

Luo Ning’s flushed little face instantly turned red-hot, from her cheeks to her neck. She immediately became a steam maiden.

“Hehe, Luo Ning. Playing so wild right after waking up… looks like I’m interrupting you two.”

Su Wanwan suppressed the bitterness in her heart, looked at Luo Ning expressionlessly, and was about to close the door to avoid disturbing the two.

“Yin, Yin Yue! Stop, stop licking! And Old Su! It’s a misunderstanding! This is a misunderstanding!”

But at this moment, Yin Yue showed no sign of letting go.

She slowly raised her head, her snow-white wolf ears twitching slightly. Her amber, slit-shaped pupils were cold as she looked at Su Wanwan at the door, but there was no retreat in her eyes.

‘She is her master’s cherished friend—she respected her for that.

But at this stage, her master belonged to her alone…’

However, Yin Yue felt her little master’s whole body trembling with shyness and tension, so she restrained her intimate actions.

Luo Ning quickly got up from Yin Yue’s soft embrace. Her pink hair was slightly messy, her little face flushed red, her eyes dodging, her small hands nervously not knowing where to put them. She anxiously whispered an explanation to Su Wanwan at the door: “Old Su, you have to look at it dialectically! Don’t look at me with that pervert’s eyes!”

“You have to understand, Yin Yue’s original form is a silver moon wolf. A big dog, a big dog, you know? She likes to lick her Beast Tamer… that should be normal, right?”

“…” Su Wanwan.

Well, damn, there was actually some logic in that!

So, in the end, it was still because of Luo Ning’s perverted Beast Taming talent!

But why was it a question again?

“Since you’re awake, go brush your teeth, wash your face, and get up to eat. Later, you’ll explain to me properly what happened yesterday.”

Yesterday, Luo Ning and this silver moon wolf once again charged headlong into that Mystic Realm Crack.

Luo Ning’s resolute, firm, even reckless stubbornness… was still deeply etched in Su Wanwan’s mind, impossible to shake off.

She couldn’t stop her, couldn’t keep up.

In the end, luckily, this silver moon wolf brought Luo Ning back safe and sound.

But when they returned, Luo Ning had already fallen into a coma. There was still a faint blood aura on her body, and two shallow crimson blood marks had been left on her neck.

After the silver moon wolf brought them back to her house, its aura finally couldn’t hold up. It deflated straight down like a leaking balloon. After entrusting her to take care of Luo Ning, it finally collapsed on the balcony and passed out.

Only she was left, filled with fear and confusion.

“Don’t dawdle. Wear the clothes I prepared for you. No picking and choosing, got it?”

Su Wanwan crossed her arms over her voluptuous chest, her tone carrying a hint of unrefusable authority.

Once Luo Ning’s emotions calmed down, she wasn’t so embarrassed anymore.

She blinked and subconsciously blurted out, “Old Su, can I call you Mom? Your tone just now really sounded like an old mother…”

“…” Su Wanwan.

Her fingers hardened again.

And on the side, when Yin Yue heard Luo Ning’s quip, her expression gradually changed. She suddenly began to regard Su Wanwan seriously.

‘So, Miss Su Wanwan… was not just a friend…’

‘But… a woman who could become the master’s mother?’

‘No wonder her master treasured her so much…’

Recalling the various events from her past life, Yin Yue suddenly felt she understood everything.

Unbeknownst to Su Wanwan herself, because of Luo Ning’s casual “old mother” quip, her position in Yin Yue’s heart had become inexplicably respected.