The villagers nearby were pretending not to stare while staring with all their hearts.
Shi Yan still held her basket of lion cubs, and even the cubs had stopped wriggling. They sat there with their round little lion faces aid at the scene, as if even they understood that the morning had beco very interesting.
Lin Huahua looked at Wei Ranshu, then at Su Yanrong struggling on the ground, and then slowly let out a breath through her nose.
"You two really love stirring trouble, do you not?" she said, and her voice ca out colder than before because now that her anger had boiled through the first wild burst, it had settled into sothing sharper.
Then she added, "Today, I am going to teach both of you a lesson."
Wei Ranshu’s face changed.
Su Yanrong’s face changed too.
But the funniest part was that Lin Huahua, right after saying such fierce words, paused for one small second because she was suddenly faced with a practical problem.
She wanted to hit Wei Ranshu again.
Very much.
Extrely much.
Her hand still hurt from the earlier slap though, and even if her anger was real, she was still a small rat beastwoman with a soft palm, while he was still a male beastman with hard skin and a face apparently made to survive humiliation.
So before she could decide how best to continue, Feng Yiren stepped forward with bright red eyes and the most delighted expression he had worn all morning.
"I will do it for you, my female," he said at once.
The words landed.
Lin Huahua’s face burned.
Her white rat ears twitched, and the tip of her tail curled from pure embarrassnt because this was the sa fox who had been bullying her by the river not long ago, and now he was standing there full of bright eager loyalty as if all his earlier sins had been washed away by one chance at revenge.
Wei Ranshu heard that too, and the way Feng Yiren said my female made his heart jump in all the wrong ways. He imdiately looked at the bee marks on Feng Yiren’s neck and shoulders and saw a chance to fight back with words before fists finished him.
"Your female?" Wei Ranshu said, though he still sounded shaken. "If she loves you so much, then why did she bully you again? Look at your body. She did that to you."
The surrounding villagers imdiately grew curious.
Their eyes moved to Feng Yiren.
To the bee marks.
Then back to Lin Huahua.
Because from the outside, yes, it really did look that way.
And Lin Huahua, the mont she heard that, beca flustered at once.
Because yes, she had absolutely caused those bee marks.
But no, it had not been the sa.
And before Feng Yiren could answer, because he clearly did not know what explanation to use without ruining the delicious mood of his revenge.
Lin Huahua stepped forward with all the dignity her little body could gather and said,"It is because I am mating with him tonight," she said, her voice coming out a little breathier than she ant, because just saying the words out loud made a strange warm heat bloom low in her belly, her fluffy white rat tail curling tight against her leg while her little white rat ears burned red at the tips.
The whole world froze again.
Actually froze.
Tu Xiaotao’s rabbit ears stood straight up so hard they looked ready to fly away.
Mao Qingyue blinked once, slowly.
Lang Yinzhi nearly let go of Su Yanrong from pure shock.
Shi Yan’s lion cubs stared.
Shi Yan herself stared.
Su Yanrong forgot to struggle.
Even the breeze felt as if it had gotten stuck.
Lin Huahua, now that she had said it, had no choice but to keep going.
So she lifted her chin and continued in a tone full of impossible seriousness, "Yes. I wanted honey. He got honey for . That was the deal. If he could bring it back, I would mate with him tonight. These marks are proof of his sacrifice."
Feng Yiren almost died of happiness on the spot.
No.
Not almost.
His soul actually left his body for one joyful second and then ca back brighter than before.
His red fox ears shot straight up, his lean bare chest rising faster as a hot rush of blood went straight to his cock, making it twitch and harden under his hide skirt so obviously that he had to shift his hips once to hide it, because the thought of finally mating with his little female tonight — of spreading her soft thighs and sinking deep inside her tight heat while she whimpered his na — made his whole body burn with shaless need, his red tail lashing once in pure possessive joy.
He stood there, bee stings and all, and felt as if the heavens had finally looked down and kissed his poor suffering fox forehead. He imdiately tucked this statent away in the deepest and most shaless part of his heart, because whether Lin Huahua ant it or not, he was going to rember it forever.
Mu Qingyi and Hu Baiyu, however, both beca jealous imdiately.
They really tried not to.
They knew this was probably her talking nonsense to save face and shield Feng Yiren.
They knew it.
But even knowing that did not stop the sting.
Mu Qingyi’s broad bare chest tightened, a low heat pooling heavy in his groin as he pictured Feng Yiren’s hands on her tonight, his large antlers tilting slightly while his deer tail flicked once in quiet jealousy, even though his gentle heart still tried to stay calm and protective because he knew she was only saying it to save face.
Hu Baiyu’s lion ears flattened back against his thick white hair, his massive muscular shoulders tensing as a deep possessive growl rumbled silently in his chest, his blue eyes darkening with heat because the thought of another male mating with his tiny female made sothing hot and needy twist low in his belly, his big hands clenching at his sides as he fought the urge to pull her against his bare chest right then and there.
Mu Qingyi’s smile lost a little warmth, and Hu Baiyu’s lion ears tilted back for one second, his heart filling with such obvious sadness that Lin Huahua almost turned around and took the words back for their sake.
Almost.
But she could not.
Not now.
Not in front of this peacock.
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