At this moment, Cui Liyi’s voice is so gentle it could drip water.

If she had heard such a gentle voice as Su Qingluo back then, she would have been incredibly surprised.

If Cui Liyi’s subordinates were to see him, their jaws would drop.

Of course, he only behaves this way in front of her.

This courtyard has restrictions; once activated, no one can enter.

He knows the means other males use to seduce their wives.

Previously, he naturally had no need to use them and disdained such methods, but now things are different.

His Aluo remembers everything, and he wants to leave an imprint on her heart.

Even if he resorts to flirtatious tactics, he wants to move her heart again.

Not only that, Cui Liyi probably only lacks confidence in front of her, feeling the need to use all his means.

So at this moment, he is also releasing pheromones.

Su Muyao smells the pleasant scent on him, feeling an intoxication and even a dry throat sensation.

Cui Liyi places the food platter on the table beside the bed and speaks with undisguised intimacy, "How does the wife feel? Is there anywhere uncomfortable? I’ll feed you something."

Su Muyao wants to correct his title, but then feels that maybe the title isn’t inappropriate.

It seems he used to call her that too.

She looks at him and indeed feels a sense of familiarity.

"Wife?"

Su Muyao’s eyes are confused and she asks, "Who are you? Where exactly is this place?"

Cui Liyi smiles lazily, wanting to reach out and embrace her, but as his hand nears, he stiffly pulls it back.

She has no memory; if she isn’t used to or receptive, it will only lead to her disgust.

He only later understood that his Aluo is very serious about matters of the heart.

"I’m Cui Liyi, your Beast Husband, and this is the Cui Residence on the Fusang Continent."

Upon hearing this, Su Muyao’s mind seems to flash light, as if she vaguely recalls a voice telling her what the Beast World is about.

So she suddenly understands what Beast Husband and wife mean.

Looking at the stunning male in front of her, he is her Beast Husband; it seems she’s not losing out.

But gazing at him, for some reason, she feels a familiarity and a sense of sorrow in her heart.

Why is that?

Cui Liyi keeps his head down, observing Su Muyao’s reaction while speaking.

All of Su Muyao’s subtle expressions are carefully watched by Cui Liyi, involuntarily pulling at his heart, and the smile on his face begins to fade.

In just a short moment, Cui Liyi feels a torturous sense of gain and loss.

Especially seeing the confused and sad look on Su Muyao’s face, he seems to recall something, his heart aches as if it’s being twisted with a knife.

Recalling some past things makes his heartache even more.

Su Muyao initially wanted to say something, but facing Cui Liyi’s sorrowful and anxious expression, she paused, leaving some words unsaid and simply asked, "Then who am I?"

"Your name is Su Qingluo, my wife, and sometimes I call you Aluo."

Seeing that she’s showing no abnormalities, Cui Liyi finally breathes a sigh of relief internally.

He truly... understands what it’s like to care so deeply for someone.

Her every expression and look can make him nervous, feeling gain and loss.

But no matter what, he wants her to stay by his side.

"Aluo?"

Listening to this name, indeed there’s a sense of familiarity.

Perhaps she has truly forgotten some things.

"I’m sorry, I seem to have forgotten."

Hearing this, Cui Liyi’s eyes turn red, and he hoarsely whispers, "Don’t apologize."

"It’s okay to forget, with me by your side, I’ll take good care of you; you don’t have to worry about anything else."

"Come, you just woke up, you must be hungry; have something to eat, this is the porridge you love, made by my own hands."

He once never cooked a single meal for her.

At that time, he felt he didn’t care for her and had no emotions. Even when he wanted to coax her later, he had the kitchen make the food she liked.

As for him, he didn’t want to stoop like other males to please the wife.

He refused.

Only after she died did he realize how foolish and negligent he’d been to her.

So he learned these things.

Whatever other males could do for their wives, he would do.

Because in his youth, the Cui Residence had specialized courses for the males in the clan, teaching how to serve the wife.

He naturally loathed these courses and didn’t want to learn them. But his grandmother was strict, and the clan had its rules, so even with loathing, he couldn’t act on his whims, as at that time he hadn’t come into power.

He was naturally forced to listen to some of the lessons.

So he understands what should be done when serving the wife.

Cui Liyi holds a bowl of porridge, gently scooping it with the spoon, blowing it till the temperature is just right, and personally brings it to Su Muyao’s lips.

"Come."

Although Su Muyao isn’t sure how they interacted before, she instinctively feels being fed like this is too inappropriate, too pampered.

"No, no need, I’ll do it myself."

She feels uncomfortable with this.

Cui Liyi’s voice, deep and intertwined, murmurs, "It’s my fault, last night tired the wife’s body, leaving her weak without strength; it’s only right for me to take care of feeding the wife."

"Or does the wife think I’m not taking good care?"

As he says this, Cui Liyi lowers his head, appearing dejected and lost.

Upon hearing these words initially, Su Muyao didn’t mind them, but in a moment of realization, understanding dawns, and her face flushes.

Hurriedly she looks down at herself, the clothes okay but slightly messy.

Her body indeed feels weak.

Since he is her Beast Husband, isn’t it normal to sleep together and form a Contract?

Su Muyao contemplates for a while, her face suddenly reddens.

She has lost her memory, but some things flash through her mind, and she understands what should be understood.

"No... no."

"It’s just that you also eat; how can I let you take care of me without eating yourself."

"No worries, I’m not hungry, already ate a bit before, I like feeding the wife myself, it makes me happy."

While saying these words, Cui Liyi is so close to Su Muyao, seemingly wanting to be entirely leaned against her.

Lowering her head, Su Muyao can see his translucent red gauze-like clothing and exposed chest, water droplets still rolling down.

Simply enticing, as Su Muyao catches a glimpse, a quiver passes through her, catching the strong fragrance once more, she feels parched, her eyelashes twitching fiercely, quickly turning away.

"Wife, what’s wrong, don’t like looking at me?"

"Does the wife feel that I’m doing something wrong, I’ll change."

He’ll be the version of himself she likes.

He’s quite satisfied with his physique, believes she should be pleased as well.

Remember once while bathing, she inadvertently saw his body and was intensely shy.

Unfortunately, in the beginning, he really had no intentions at all.

Later...

Those cannot be chased back; now desperately using every tactic to seduce her.

Hopefully, she will want to approach him, want him, then everything of his will naturally be hers.

Whatever she desires, he’ll give.

"Wife, no need to be shy, I’m your Beast Husband, what we’re supposed to do we’ve long done."