NOVEL Beast World Food Stall: Feeding My Cubs and Taming My Beast Husbands Chapter 232: Unmentionable Memories
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Chapter 232: Chapter 232: Unmentionable Memories

A man and a woman, alone in a room. And one of them was half-undressed.

Yu An swallowed. "Y-You... don’t you think you should calm down first?"

"I can’t," Feng Xuan said, grabbing her hand and pressing it against his abs. "Look at me. Don’t you want this?"

He coaxed her, "An’an, I work out every day. Feel them. Isn’t this what you like?"

At first, his skin felt soft and warm to the touch.

Feng Xuan deliberately flexed his stomach, and Yu An clearly felt the muscles under her hand tighten in an instant.

The soft feeling turned hard and firm, the lines of his muscles becoming more defined. She poked him with a fingertip, and Feng Xuan took the opportunity to let out a... sound.

"Can you please shut up?" Yu An’s face flushed red. "Have you no shame?"

The smile on Feng Xuan’s lips was irrepressible. "Nope. If I were shameful, I wouldn’t be able to please my wife!"

Yu An took a deep breath. ’I’m starting to seriously wonder if my past self had something wrong with her. How could I have fallen for such a shameless... Ugh, okay, fine. Shamelessness aside, Feng Xuan’s face and body are absolutely top-tier.’

’Forget it. Turns out my old self had pretty good taste after all!’

Yu An tried to pull her hand back. Hmm, it didn’t budge.

"An’an, don’t reject me anymore. Besides, you want me too, don’t you?"

Feng Xuan leaned over her, licking and biting. In just a few moments, Yu An felt her own body begin to change.

"See? I was right, wasn’t I?"

Feng Xuan’s lips curled as he leaned close to Yu An’s ear. "An’an, we’re incredibly compatible in this department, wouldn’t you say?"

A faint blush colored Yu An’s cheeks. She stopped struggling and hooked her free arm around Feng Xuan’s neck, pulling him down.

"Then let me see just what you’re capable of."

Feng Xuan chuckled. "I guarantee your satisfaction."

...

It was more than just satisfaction. After a sleepless night, Yu An was crying out that her poor back couldn’t take it anymore.

She slept until noon the next day. Just as she woke up, ready to hold him accountable, Feng Xuan walked in with a stack of completed documents and a bowl of freshly made congee.

With his assurances, Yu An’s anger slowly subsided. She leaned back against the headboard, leisurely enjoying being fed congee by Feng Xuan.

"This is more like it. But don’t you dare do that again next time. My back!"

’If I really think about it, it still hurts.’

Feng Xuan’s eyes lit up. "Don’t you worry, An’an," he promised. "I absolutely won’t be like that next time!"

’Wow, she’s already talking about a ’next time’! The old Yu An would’ve made sure our next night was strictly platonic after a session that intense.’

Seeing him so happy despite being scolded, Yu An felt that something was off, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on what.

Right now, she was thinking about something else.

In the throes of passion last night, fragmented memories had flashed through her mind. They were all about Feng Xuan, and what’s more, they were the embarrassing kind.

For instance, on the bed, by the window... COUGH, COUGH!

’Although it’s not something I can really talk about, this proves my current memories aren’t actually mine. They’ve really been replaced.’

’I’d tried to force myself not to assume the mastermind was the Beast God, but at this point, who else could possibly have this kind of power?’

Yu An seemed distracted. Feng Xuan, thinking her back was still bothering her, offered to give her a massage.

"Get lost! A ’massage’ from you will just end with us back in bed!"

The words tumbled out of her mouth before she could stop them, surprising even herself. Feng Xuan, on the other hand, was delighted.

"An’an, you’ve said that to me before. Does that mean you..."

"Vaguely," Yu An admitted. "But I haven’t fully remembered everything from before."

"That’s wonderful," Feng Xuan said, overjoyed. "An’an, you’ll remember me and the Zaizai sooner or later!"

"By the way, what exactly did you remember?"

Yu An had just managed to force those memories out of her mind, but now that Feng Xuan had asked, they all came rushing back!

Seeing the tips of her ears turn red, Feng Xuan seemed to understand.

"Oh, so it’s *those* memories," Feng Xuan teased her. "So, An’an, which one was your favorite? We can reenact any of them, relive the good old days... Ouch!"

"Good, it was supposed to hurt," Yu An said irritably. "Stop thinking about all that nonsense. You’re handling my work for me this afternoon. I need to rest!"

Feng Xuan replied meekly, "Okay."

Seeing Yu An constantly rubbing her back, Feng Xuan asked in confusion, "An’an, why don’t you use your superpower to heal it? The soreness would go away immediately."

"My superpower can heal?" Yu An asked in surprise. "I’ve never used it for that."

In her memories, whenever she was injured on the Divine Mountain, she would bandage her own wounds. If there was no medicine, she just endured the pain. She had never used her superpower for healing; it was only for killing.

Yu An tried it, and sure enough, the soreness in her back quickly faded. As a wave of comfort washed over her, she also found another powerful piece of evidence that her memories had been replaced.

If the Wood Element Ability could heal, there was no way she would have gone so many years without realizing it.

’There could only be one truth: my current memories are replacements, and whoever fabricated them didn’t do a perfect job.’

’If I look closely, I’m sure I can find a lot of holes in them.’

Feng Xuan had only made congee and two stir-fried dishes. The flavor was mediocre; it was edible, but just barely.

This was the fruit of his many years of practice. The food he used to make was so bad not even a dog would eat it.

Yu An lost her appetite after a few bites. Since her back and legs weren’t sore anymore, she went into the kitchen and quickly whipped up four dishes and a soup.

Da Hu and Xiao Hu were at the table, debating whether to go hungry or just bite the bullet and eat, when the aroma wafting from the kitchen saved them.

It wasn’t that they were picky eaters. It was just that their Beast Father had too many precedents for disastrous cooking. They were afraid that if they ate his food, their Female Mother would lose her two precious Zaizai!

The two little ones slid off their chairs, ran into the kitchen, and hugged Yu An’s legs. "Female Mother, thank you for saving your Zaizai’s lives!"

Yu An chuckled. "Is it really that serious?"

Xiao Hu said with great seriousness, "Of course it is! The food our Beast Father made before was so disgusting, and he even made me and my big brother taste-test it. He’s just too cruel."

Da Hu chimed in, "Yeah! It’s like he wasn’t even afraid he’d poison me and Xiao Hu!"

Yu An couldn’t help but laugh, feeding each of them a piece of freshly fried crispy pork. freewebnovel.cσ๓

It was crispy on the outside, tender and juicy on the inside. The two boys each held a piece, looking utterly satisfied as they ate.

Yu An took Feng Xuan’s two unappetizing dishes and re-cooked them, and their flavor was instantly transformed.

He sighed. ’Looks like I’ll never be able to team up with An’an in the kitchen in this lifetime.’

’Another day, another reason to be jealous of Mo Yan!’

As for Yu An’s proposal to only handle important matters, the four Hall Masters from the east, south, west, and north quickly came to an agreement. After that, the volume of official business sent to them decreased significantly.

Feng Xuan handled what little work did arrive, while Yu An curled up in his arms and read novels.

Yep, the Cloud Beast had found them for her. There were novels of every genre imaginable in her personal space.

Ever since those fragmented memories had started to appear, Yu An found herself growing lazy.

She was only diligent when it came to tinkering with food. At all other times... like when it was time to handle official business, for example, she always felt a strong sense of resistance.

Subconsciously, she felt this wasn’t work she was supposed to be doing, so she couldn’t be bothered.

But it had to be done, at least for now, so she had no choice but to let Feng Xuan do it.

As for his payment... a single kiss was enough.

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