Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire

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It was Coleman, asking her to come in for a new outfit. Ever since the success of the first dress Coleman made for Nyx, his inspiration had been flowing non-stop, and he had practically taken over her entire wardrobe.

Not just dresses-most of Nyx's everyday clothes were also designed by him. Nyx really loved Coleman's designs, but she felt guilty about getting them for free.

At first, whenever she received new clothes, she'd send Coleman some money. Later, they reached an unspoken agreement: Nyx would send him money every month, and whenever Coleman had new ideas, she would visit him for a new outfit.

Today was no different. Nyx was already very familiar with the route to Coleman's studio.noveldrama

When she arrived near the studio, she happily jumped off the flyer and jogged to the door, only to be surprised that she wasn't the only guest today.

As soon as she entered, the first thing she saw was the pure white almost translucent skin of a male, his muscular back sculpted perfectly-no flaws to be found.

Taken aback by the sight of such a stunning male body, Nyx froze in place. He was so pale, yet exuded such a powerful sense of strength. Compared to the muscular males at her home, he seemed just as impressive.

Her mind wandered uncontrollably, and when she snapped back to reality, her face flushed red. To her embarrassment, the male seemed to have heard her and turned around-it was someone she knew.

“Seafarion?” Nyx covered her face with both hands, not believing it.

As Seafarion turned around, his chest and abs came into full view, leaving nothing to the imagination. Instinctively, Nyx's gaze swept up and down him. She couldn't deny it–his body was truly perfect.

Not only was his body proportioned beautifully with well-defined muscles, but the soft, pale hue of his skin made him look like a sculpture made of white jade.

Nyx glanced at him quickly and then quickly averted her eyes, embarrassed, her head lowered. Seafarion, however, saw her reaction clearly. Even though Nyx's gaze was brief, he could tell she was impressed by his physique.

That made it all worth it-the effort he'd put into adjusting his fitness plan and creating the opportunity for Nyx to “accidentally" run into him like this. Pleased with the results of his little show, he put on his clothes and apologized to Nyx, "Sorry, Lord Nyx, I was rude."

"I didn't expect to run into you here,” he said with a smile in his eyes, his tone natural.

Nyx, still in a state of slight brain short-circuit, didn't realize anything was amiss.

All she wanted was to forget the earlier scene, so she lowered her head and took out the Space Button, handing it to Seafarion. "Here, the bet."

wrapped handkerchief from her

Though Seafarion acted reserved, there was an unmistakable eagerness in his quick movements. When he saw the little mermaid carefully embroidered on the handkerchief, he couldn't help but rub it a few times. So, in Nyx's eyes, he could also be this cute.

From the side, Coleman had been watching the entire exchange sighing and shaking his head with a smile.

Seafarion's grandfather had supported him after his family fell, and Coleman had been making clothes for Seafarion's family for many years. He had seen Seafarion grow up, feeling like he knew the child quite well. He once thought the shy, closed-off child would grow up to be lonely, but now, he never expected the boy to be this bold-

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scheming to “accidentally" run into Nyx.

Although he had seen through Seafarion's plan, Coleman didn't intend to expose this little scheme. Seafarion was a good, excellent young man. If he could successfully get close to Nyx, it would be a good thing. Coleman didn't need to sabotage him in his pursuit of his beloved female

Watching the beautiful young pair, Coleman even had some new inspiration. He quickly sketched out the rough design of a mermaid-tail skirt and showed it to Nyx. "Nyx, do you like this kind of skirt?"

Maybe it was confidence, or maybe arrogance, but Coleman had a peculiar habit-he didn't like to ask for others' opinions when designing. But Nyx was the exception. Because Nyx always supported him, not only praising him but also looking at him with sincere admiration-her emotional value was always full.

"I like it.” However, Nyx had never tried a mermaid-tail design before. In her impression, such skirts were quite body-hugging, which made her feel conflicted. "Do you think it might not suit me?"

Coleman smiled and reassured her, "Don't worry, it will suit you perfectly."

In the past, Nyx had been malnourished and her figure was too slender to support many outfits. But now, she had gained weight in all the right places. Though still petite, she had become healthy and full, with abundant energy, and could pull off any outfit beautifully.

Seafarion's gaze fell on the design of the mermaid-tail skirt, his eyes darkening slightly. Indeed, it suited Nyx perfectly.

Coleman made the mermaid-tail skirt his main project for the next period, and then brought out several outfits he had just finished making and asked Nyx to try them on. The three seasonal outfits all fit perfectly.

“Here, Nyx, wear this." Coleman also paired each outfit with corresponding jewelry. His taste was flawless, making Nyx even more radiant.

Nyx looked at herself in the mirror for a long time, very satisfied with a sweet smile on her delicate face.

"How much do I owe in Starcoins?" She touched the necklace around her neck, asking Coleman. She had on paid for the clothes, but the jewelry should cost extra.

Coleman shook his head with a smile. "These were a gift from Seafarion."

That silly boy had just left a huge pile of jewelry with him and begged him to deliver them to Nyx.

Nyx was stunned. She thought, 'Seafarion? Why is he sending me gifts again?"

She looked around for Seafarion but found that he had already left. She then sent him a private message, asking about the price of the jewelry. She knew Seafarion didn't lack this small amount of money, but she didn't want to take advantage of him for no reason.

Seemingly sensing her thoughts, Seafarion found an excuse: [Please don't worry, just accept them. They're a gift in return for the handkerchief.]

This explanation didn't convince Nyx. The handkerchief had been their agreed-upon bet, not a gift. Besides, the value of the jewelry wasn't comparable to the handkerchief.

On the side, Coleman saw that Nyx seemed to want to refuse and quickly persuaded her, “These aren't really expensive. If your relationship is good, just accept them. Refusing again and again might hurt his feelings."

Nyx paused. She realized that when she gave gifts, she definitely wanted the other person to happily accept them. If she were rejected when giving a gift, she would probably feel a little sad.

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After thinking it through, Nyx deleted the refusal and instead sent Seafarion a message: [Thank you. When you have time next, I'll invite you for a meal.]

On the other side of the screen, Seafarion finally relaxed and let out a deep breath.

Seafarion: [I'm looking forward to it.]

The first time he pursued a female, he had no idea what to do, so he just kept giving, hoping to be accepted. Thinking about the opportunity to eat with Nyx afterward, his silvery fishtail swayed happily.

After bidding farewell to Coleman, Nyx left with her hands full,Heading back home. She had already given the handkerchief to Seafarion, so she thought about sending the Guardian Angel Medal as well.

In the age of interstellar logistics, efficiency was astonishingly high, and Kai soon received the package. He received the package during work hours but didn't rush to open it. He couldn't bear to throw it into the Space Button and held it tightly to his chest.

Colleagues walked by, casting curious glances, but he remained still. It wasn't until after work, when he got home, that Kai carefully opened the outer packaging and took out the gift Nyx had sent him.

In an instant, a faint yet incredibly strong fragrance, to him, swept over him. Kai instinctively leaned in to sniff

it, his expression changing instantly. It was catnip perfume. He quickly moved the Guardian Angel Medal further away, but it was already too late.

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