And then, before she could even process that, Bai Ling turned to another beastman at her side, another one of her husbands, and kissed him too!
Su Qinglan nearly choked on her own spit.
"What the hell—?!" she hissed in her mind, her face heating instantly.
What is this situation?! Is this public display of affection day? Right in front of the sacred bonfire?
She coughed loudly into her fist, hoping to hide her flustered expression. "Ahem!"
Bai Ling jumped, her face instantly turning pink. She fidgeted with her hands, eyes darting nervously.
"I-It’s not what you think!" she stuttered. "Everyone says... if you kiss your beast-husbands in front of the sacred fire, the Beast God will give you many cubs..."
Su Qinglan’s lips twitched.
"...Many cubs?"
She stared blankly at the girl, then at the two smug beastmen grinning down at Bai Ling like they’d just won the lottery.
Her mind went silent for a long moment.
Su Qinglan slowly turned her head left... then right to confirm...
But her eyes widened even more.
All around the square, females were leaning close to their beast-husbands, pressing kisses to their lips or cheeks.
One after another.
Smack. Smack. Smack.
The sound of kissing echoed everywhere, mixed in with laughter, cheers, and beastmen’s happy growls.
Su Qinglan’s mouth twitched violently.
"... What the hell... is this a feast or a kissing competition?" She muttered under her breath.
Almost every young female was busy clinging to her beast-husbands, looking shy but also secretly pleased. And the beastmen? They looked like they had just been crowned kings of the world.
Meanwhile, the single unmated beastmen stood scattered at the edges of the square. Their faces were dark, and their eyes burned with green jealousy as they stared at the mated pairs.
Su Qinglan blinked, speechless.
She wanted to laugh... but she also kind of wanted to cry.
So this is their great tradition? Kiss in front of the fire for cub blessings? Ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous.
She hugged her arms around herself, feeling like the last sober person at a drunken party.
Just as she was rolling her eyes, she suddenly felt it.
A strong presence. Lingering right behind her.
The hair on her neck prickled. Slowly, hesitantly, she tilted her head up.
And her gaze collided with a pair of deep, sharp golden eyes.
Hu Yan.
He was standing so close, towering over her, the firelight painting his already striking face in shades of gold and shadow. His eyes didn’t waver... they were fixed entirely on her.
Su Qinglan’s breath caught in her throat.
"...Oh no," she whispered to herself, heart skipping a beat.
"Is he also going to kiss her..."
Su Qinglan’s heart pounded.
Her eyes darted around nervously. Everywhere she looked, females were pressing their lips to their beast-husbands, squealing softly when the men pulled them closer. The atmosphere was fiery, intimate, and overwhelming.
And now this beastman was staring at her like she was next in line.
She coughed into her fist. "Ahem... So, uh, the fire is really bright tonight, huh? Haha, very warm. So many flames... ha... ha..."
Hu Yan raised an eyebrow.
Su Qinglan wanted to bury herself alive.
She took a small step back, but his presence followed her like a wall. The firelight flickered in his eyes, making them glint dangerously.
Oh god. He’s too close. Way too close. Don’t tell me he was really going to kiss her...
Does he believe this ’kiss-the-husband-get-cubs’ nonsense? But they have not even gotten married! And cubs?? What cubs??!
Her palms grew sweaty. Her brain screamed at her to look away. But her traitorous eyes stayed locked on his, more like locked on his sexy lips.

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