The Villainess Redeems Herself, The Beast Husbands are in a Daily Love Battle-Chapter 33: A Slap

His voice was sharp and bright, a series of questions almost without pause.

As he spoke, he flew halfway around the room, finally hovering in front of Selene.

Selene smiled and extended her finger, the pad facing up, steadily offering it to him.

Hayden immediately landed on it, clutching her skin firmly with tiny claws.

She looked into his round eyes.

"Why do you change every night on time? Are you pretending?"

She indeed had reasons to suspect.

During the day, Hayden was cold and reticent, almost expressionless, speaking concisely to the point of stiffness.

But come night, his behavior completely transformed, becoming enthusiastic, talkative, even a bit coquettish.

He couldn’t even maintain a stable human form, only able to move in the form of a Little Butterfly.

She had tried several times to bring up events from the previous night during the day.

Each time, Hayden displayed a completely unfamiliar expression.

He couldn’t recall anything he said or did.

At most, he would occasionally rub his waist, frowning slightly, muttering in a low voice.

"Last night’s sleep was so tiring."

Little Butterfly hugged her finger tightly, pressing its entire body against her fingertip.

Soon, Selene felt a moist sensation coming from her fingertip.

The moisture gradually spread, slightly cooler than her skin.

"...?"

"Are you crying?"

Her tone was surprised, her voice softened.

She remembered accidentally breaking one of his fingers before.

At that time, he merely frowned slightly, not even making a sound.

And now, he cried over a joke?

She really didn’t expect him to be so sensitive.

She extended the knuckle of another finger, gently nudging his wings.

His wings trembled slightly, already speckled with droplets.

She became more certain; these were indeed tears.

She couldn’t help but find it curious; was he so easy to tease?

He cried and said, "You actually doubt me! I’m such a pure butterfly, yet you don’t believe me! I can’t live anymore!"

The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, his wings flapping a few times.

But reluctant to leave her finger, he ultimately stayed put.

"I’m going to post a video on StarNet and let the whole Universe know you’re a rotten female!"

His sobbing voice trembled, yet his words were increasingly harsh.

"It’s too late to appease me now! Even if you try, I won’t listen!"

He buried his head in her fingertip, speaking in a muffled voice.

Selene was startled and hurriedly coaxed, "Alright, alright, I won’t say anything more, don’t be upset. How about you sleep by the pillow tonight, okay?"

But Hayden was unconvinced, fluttering his wings to fly to the top of her head, circling twice before turning into a living hairpin, tightly clutching her hair.

He closed his eyes, breathing softly, silently vowing.

Tonight, he absolutely would not let her see him sleeping, he must not reveal any weaknesses.

Selene was indeed exhausted today, having run three auctions and answered a barrage of questions from family elders.

She let out a long yawn, her eyelids drooping, lacking even the energy to change into sleepwear.

At this moment, a sound came from the bathroom, water splashing, steam seeping through the door gap.

Zane emerged, still carrying damp moisture, his black hair dripping as he stepped barefoot onto the carpet.

He asked softly, "Do you want me to sleep with you? You look very tired."

Hayden was suddenly shocked, his wings flapping frantically, nearly falling from her head.

He quickly hooked some of Selene’s hair with his tiny legs, steadying himself, angrily questioning.

"Who is he? I can’t live anymore! I’m going to expose you on StarNet, reveal your secret of living with another male, make you a laughingstock across the network!"

Don’t be fooled by his small size, he’s surprisingly strong.

When he tugged her hair, he used all his strength, making Selene’s scalp tingle with pain, almost forcing her to pull him down.

She blinked, rubbing her reddened temple.

"This is the Beast Husband I just acquired, he’s quite talented and has a stable personality. He’ll be your big brother from now on, you should call him brother, understand?"

Hayden shed scales all over on the spot.

His voice distorted, "I disagree! He’s cutting in line! I was the first to move into your room! You promised me only I’m allowed to accompany you!"

"No way, I absolutely won’t agree! You already have me, how can you accept another Beast Husband? This is a matter of principle! I will never allow this to happen! Boohoo... You’re so heartless, I’m going to fly away and never come back!"

Hayden usually seemed very composed.

But at night, his true colors came out.

He no longer concealed his emotions, laughing out loud when happy, openly complaining when displeased.

Making Selene always feel like she’s dealing with a rambunctious child.

Zane couldn’t understand what Hayden was saying.

But he instinctively sensed that the butterfly perched atop the female’s head was definitely not ordinary.

Its movements were too deliberate, and its flight path unnatural.

Always hovering within Selene Kane’s line of sight, as if deliberately attracting attention.

The patterns on its wings glowed faintly, appearing particularly unusual under the light.

Strangely, this butterfly did not fall into a state of frenzy.

It always maintained an elegant posture, its wings gently opening and closing.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he concluded that this butterfly was very cunning.

It wasn’t simply resting, but observing and waiting for the right moment.

It must be deceiving this innocent and kind female, wanting to monopolize her affection.

Zane squinted his eyes, his tail slightly tightened, raising his guard.

Damn it, why didn’t I think of this earlier!

If I had known, I would have shown intimacy from the start.

Zane flicked his tail, quickly climbed onto the bed with nimble steps, without making a sound.

He stood in front of Selene Kane, his body slightly leaning forward, gaze focused.

"Female, it was you who saved me. From now on, my life is yours, give me a title."

Hayden Langdon instantly burst out, eyes wide open, wings trembling violently.

He suddenly flew up from above Selene Kane’s head, fluttering his wings, chattering incessantly.

The noise made Selene Kane’s head ache, she couldn’t help but raise her hand to rub her temples.

Initially, she found it quite novel, feeling that understanding what he said was quite special.

That feeling was like discovering some hidden ability.

But the problem was, this guy talked too much!

From the moment he opened his eyes in the morning, he started rambling, continuing until the lights went out at night.

During the day, she had Evan Sinclair and Ethan Sinclair, the two brothers, chattering here and there, she could still comfort herself.

Kids, being talkative at a young age is normal.

At least their words had some logic, occasionally providing information.

But Hayden Langdon was truly chatty!

He spoke without restraint, saying whatever came to his mind.

His voice was particularly loud, especially when excited, it was simply like giving a lecture.

"I forbid it! Drive him away, immediately drive him away!"

He shouted at Zane, his tone filled with hostility.

Little Butterfly screamed, still wanting to rush and attack Zane.

He vibrated his wings fiercely, pounced towards Zane.

But as soon as he got close, he was slapped away by the opponent.

The slap wasn’t heavy but precise, right on his flight path, causing him to lose balance, stumbling into the wall.

He landed on the carpet awkwardly, unable to get up for a long time.

Zane leaned on Leah Rivers’ shoulder, his eyes wide but behaving unusually docile.

He obediently leaned on Selene Kane’s shoulder, his body slightly curled, appearing extremely dependent.

He opened his big, moist eyes, gazing at her intently and innocently.

His gaze was fixed on Selene Kane, full of grievance and expectation.

His voice was soft, his tone carrying a hint of caution: "Female, we were interrupted on the spaceship before today. Now no one is disturbing us, please continue."

Selene Kane furrowed her brows, looked down at the wet bedsheet, her fingertips unconsciously pinching the corner.

Leah Rivers felt a bit displeased, with his tail still dripping water, he jumped straight onto the bed, such behavior was rather careless.

She didn’t like this damp, wet feeling, with his tail dripping water onto the bed, it made her uncomfortable, especially as the fabric against her skin became cold and sticky.

Hayden Langdon flapped his tail, swam back to the side of the bed, leapt once more, and climbed back onto the mattress.

He straightened his body, his gaze directly on Selene Kane, his tone carrying a bit of defiance: "Others may have motives, but I don’t! I’m not like them, you can’t generalize!"

"Shut up."

Henry Sheridan confidently believed he was a different butterfly, flying back once more.

Selene Kane coldly spoke, her gaze already shifted from Hayden Langdon, falling onto Zane on the other side.

"Males who offer themselves are not good males, female, don’t believe him, I can tell he’s not a good male at a glance." She squinted her eyes slightly, as if assessing something.

Zane quietly stood by, not competing or speaking.

He simply lowered his eyes, his eyelashes casting a small shadow under the light.

Droplets slid down his hair, along his neck into the collar, but he didn’t wipe them.

Leah Rivers looked down at Zane, Selene Kane walked closer with light steps.

She reached out her finger to lift his hand, her fingertip touching Zane’s chin.

A handsome face appeared slowly before her.

Her eyes flashed with amazement.

His face could definitely surpass, Zane did not dodge, allowing her to lift his face.

Light shone from the side, outlining his clear contours.

High nose bridge, distinct lip shape, jawline sharp yet not cold.

Every part of that face was just right, coming together to make it outstanding.

Selene Kane’s breath paused slightly.

Moreover, his gaze was full of affection.

Her heart was moved, the most important thing was, his gaze was very clean.