With that, the two of them stumbled away, shoving and grabbing at each other as they started to fight.
Yuan Lang finally walked over. It was only then that Wu Yue noticed the Beastman looked particularly handso today.
His silky white hair, a signature trait of a Snow Tiger Beastman, was tied up high on his head with a vine, revealing the sharp, chiseled contours of his handso face.
Wu Yue took two steps back. "What’s with you today?"
Yuan Lang chuckled and looked at her. "Nothing’s wrong. Don’t you think I look good today?"
Wu Yue nodded. "You do look good. So flamboyant I could sll it from a mile away."
Yuan Lang: "..."
’Every ti I try to give this little female a taste of the kind of handsoness from her world, I always end up getting pissed off by the words that co out of her mouth.’
The Beastman’s eyes narrowed as he looked at her rosy lips; the urge to shut her up with a kiss was overwhelming.
"Yuan... Yuan Lang!"
A sudden, delicate cry interrupted their conversation.
Wu Yue’s expression stiffened.
’Damn it. Speak of the devil. This King Kong Barbie with a loli voice shows up everywhere.’
Yuan Lang’s cheerful expression instantly clouded over. Standing so close to him, Wu Yue could even hear the sound of his teeth grinding.
Ye Duo had co today to show the witch the results of her training; she was now able to enter a ditative state for the duration of several breaths.
But just as she arrived at the entrance of the witch’s cave, her eyes were captivated by the sight of a tall, handso Beastman. Her sturdy legs kicked against each other as she ran over joyfully.
Watching the two lumps on Ye Duo’s chest bouncing up and down as she ran, Wu Yue muttered with a strange expression, "They’re a little small."
The remark was incredibly ill-tid and happened to be heard by Ye Duo as she ran over.
Her previously beaming face instantly turned thunderous, and the grinding of her teeth was much louder than Yuan Lang’s had been.
Behind Wu Yue, Grandma Hua Shu tugged on the grass skirt around Wu Yue’s hips and whispered, "Yue, Ye Duo hates it when people say her chest is small."
Wu Yue rubbed her nose sheepishly. It was just a passing thought she’d voiced out loud.
"Who are you calling small-chested?"
Ye Duo glared at Wu Yue, puffing out the two lumps on her chest.
Wu Yue glanced at hers, then turned to look at Yuan Lang’s chest, before shaking her head with a profound, aningful expression.
In an instant, both parties felt personally attacked. Two pairs of gloomy eyes shot toward her in unison.
Wu Yue’s face stiffened. She gave a dry, awkward laugh. "Uh, well, I’m just jealous of you two... Purely jealous."
Ye Duo glared at Wu Yue hatefully and ripped off the grass vines covering her upper body.
Wu Yue’s jaw dropped.
’Holy crap! What the hell!’
’Are you for real? Is it really okay to bare your breasts in front of so many people?’
’Have you no sha?’
"You say I’m small-chested? If you’ve got the guts, take yours off and compare them with mine!"
Ye Duo bounced twice with a triumphant look, drawing gasps of shock from the surrounding males, then glanced smugly at Wu Yue.
Wu Yue silently wiped her face...
’For crying out loud. If they’re big, you can’t touch; if they’re small, you can’t say. You tell to strip, and I’m supposed to strip? Don’t I have any pride?’
’At a ti like this, it’s definitely a ’better you than ’ situation.’
Wu Yue looked at Yuan Lang with a solemn expression and whispered, "Aren’t you supposed to protect ? Now’s your ti to shine. Don’t hold back, go for it!"
As she spoke, she hid her slender index finger in her armpit, surreptitiously pointing at Ye Duo, who was practically streaking in broad daylight.
With that, she gave him a thumbs-up and said with an appreciative look, "I have faith in your size."
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