Chapter 24: Huo Zhanting Receives a Beating

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At that moment, in the bathroom, warm droplets fell from the showerhead onto Yulan’s smooth, fair skin.

Mist gradually rose through the air, filling the entire bathroom with dampness.

With her eyes closed, Yulan tilted her head back toward the shower above her, making her slender, graceful neck look even more like that of a swan.

The patter of running water concealed the faint sound of the door handle being pressed down and the door opened by the clever golden lion.

Yulan had not locked the door. After all, she was the only person in the villa now.

Who would ever be wary of a big, fluffy lion?

The first thing to slip inside was a large, furry head.

The lion looked around in confusion, then tilted its head when it heard the sounds coming from the bathroom deeper within the room.

Its ears twitched. For some reason, an emotion resembling embarrassment flashed through the great lion’s heart.

It seemed to know that what it was doing was not exactly honorable.

But it truly wanted to see Yulan.

Lowering its breathing deliberately, it placed its powerful, agile limbs on the floor without making the slightest sound and crept inside.

Click.

The room door had been gently closed.

Yulan, who was showering, tilted her head. Had she just heard the sound of a door closing?

It must have been her imagination.

Though she did not live in the central district, this was still a wealthy neighborhood with excellent security. There had never been any rumor of thieves slipping into people’s homes.

At that very moment, Yulan had no idea that the great lion was standing not far away.

The entire lion looked utterly stunned, as though it had been completely mesmerized.

It had never imagined that it would see such a scene.

Within the hazy mist, a snowy-white figure appeared and vanished. The young woman’s eyes were tightly shut, while warm droplets rolled down her exquisite, lovely face.

Her swanlike neck was elegant and slender. Beneath her delicate collarbones rose a full, rounded chest.

Lower still was a slim, supple waist, so narrow that it seemed one hand could easily encircle it, followed by a pair of long, powerful legs.

Moisture drifted through the air, carried straight toward the golden lion’s nose.

A rich, warm fragrance filled the small space.

For some inexplicable reason, the great lion made an unmistakably human motion and swallowed.

The sound was exceedingly faint, but Yulan heard it.

Her eyes flew open, and she shouted, “Who’s there?”

The sudden cry brought the transfixed lion back to its senses.

But by then, it was too late to sneak away. Yulan had already seen it.

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The mighty golden lion felt a rare flicker of embarrassment. Awkwardly, it raised a forepaw and covered its face.

At that moment, it no longer dared to turn and flee as it had before.

It had a powerful intuition that if it ran now, the beautiful female before it might never like it again.

When Yulan saw the golden lion standing in front of her, she froze.

She had clearly—clearly—closed the door.

Why?

Why had this happened?

“Ah!”

“You shameless, lecherous lion!”

“How dare you spy on me while I was bathing?”

“Ah! You stinking lion, you bad lion! How could you be so awful?”

In a fit of fury, Yulan charged straight at it.

Without restraint, she swung her delicate hands again and again against the golden lion’s great head.

Being struck ought to have hurt.

But the beautiful young lioness was not very strong. Her blows did not feel like angry punishment at all. Instead, they resembled the caresses exchanged between lovers.

Yulan gave what she considered a vicious slap across the golden lion’s face, hoping to teach it a lesson. Yet the fragrance carried from her snowy skin grew even stronger with their close proximity.

A vast wave of scent rushed into the lion’s nose.

Its entire head sank into a sea of fragrance.

It became so intoxicated that all four legs went weak, leaving it light and weightless, as though it were floating among soft clouds.

Behind it, its tail spun wildly, revealing its master’s delight and extreme excitement.

After striking it for a while, Yulan soon realized that something was wrong.

She looked down at her bare body.

Then she looked at the lion, whose eyes had closed in bliss as though it had just received a reward.

Her anger only grew.

With ill temper, she kicked the lion squarely in the hindquarters.

“Get out.”

The moment it received the order, the golden lion spun around and ran straight for the door.

Standing at the entrance, it pressed down on the handle with a foreleg. The door opened at once, and the entire lion slipped outside.

Yulan was so furious that she nearly laughed.

So she really had not imagined the sound just now.

It had not been a person who came in, but a certain lecherous lion.

Honestly…

Yulan bit her lip in frustration. She had never imagined that a lion could be intelligent enough to open and close doors by itself.

And she had not been on guard at all, which had led to what happened just now…

“Hmph!”

Yulan was furious. Her pretty face was filled with annoyance.

Whether from the steam or from embarrassment, a faint blush gradually spread across her jade-white cheeks, making her look both endearing and irresistible.

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Ten minutes later, Yulan emerged from the bathroom after composing herself.

The entire time, the golden lion had lain outside the bathroom door, daring not to go anywhere.

It could sense that the beautiful lioness was angry because of what had happened.

It wanted to wait there so that it could apologize to her the moment she came out.

Sure enough, the instant Yulan opened the door, she found the great lion blocking the entrance.

Thinking of what had just happened, a trace of embarrassment and irritation returned to her delicate face.

She irritably nudged the great lion with her foot.

“What are you lying here for?”

“Move. I want to go out.”

When standing, the great lion was three or four meters tall.

Even crouched down, it still stood a meter high.

Determined to block the doorway, it left Yulan with nowhere to go.

Yulan had assumed that the lion would continue lying there and cling to her for a while.

She had not expected that the moment she spoke, the golden lion would rise from the floor as though it had received an order.

It lowered its head, bringing its large, furry head before Yulan once more, and rubbed against her.

“Roar.”

Don’t be angry.

“Roar.”

Don’t ignore me.

“Roar.”

I’m sorry.

It was unbearably clingy.

That round, furry head kept nudging against her again and again.

No matter how great Yulan’s anger had been, it quickly melted away.

With an exasperated sigh, she reached out and smacked the golden lion on the head.

“Don’t do that again next time, understand?”

As she spoke, she pointed toward the door handle and made a gesture.

“Without my permission, you are not allowed to press down the handle and come in whenever you please, understand?”

Yulan was merely saying it out of habit. She had never imagined that the great lion could truly understand her.

To her surprise, the golden lion gazed at her with a pair of round, clear, golden eyes, then looked at the door handle.

It let out a low roar.

It sounded almost as though it had agreed.

Yulan’s eyes widened in delighted surprise. She reached out with both hands and rubbed the lion’s two ears.

“Baby, did you understand what Mommy just said?”

“Roar?”

The golden lion tilted its head slightly. Within its pupils, Yulan’s figure was reflected with perfect clarity.

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