Beauty and the Beasts - Chapter 72

Chapter 72: Three People Sleeping in a House

Playing along, Bai Qingqing nodded and said, “Thank you, then. I feel bad that you’re doing so much for me even though we’re barely acquainted.”

Without turning around, Muir replied with his back facing her, “It’s only right that a male takes care of a female.”

Bai Qingqing pouted, chomping down hard on her apple, venting her displeasure towards this world.

Why weren’t there such good men in her world?

Just to be clear, she wasn’t displeased with the males on Earth. She was aware that both sides needed to contribute to a relationship. But contrasting these two worlds, she felt embarrassed as an earthling.

Even if she had the opportunity to go back now, she couldn’t bear to leave!

Traitor!

The aroma of the roasted meat wafted through the air. Shortly after, Muir came to Bai Qingqing with a chicken that was roasted to a golden color. “You can eat this. I didn’t bring along salt with me, so it might not taste very good.”

“It’s so fragrant, I’m sure it’s delicious.” Bai Qingqing politely took the chicken from him, lowering her eyes while doing so, in case she saw something that gave her sty.

Usually, when out in the wilderness, the males would do all they could to display their reproductive organs in order to attract the gazes of females.

Indeed, as one of the least romantic beastman species, when Muir realized the female was avoiding looking at that spot, he instantly transformed into an eagle and went to stand outside the shed like a statue.

The taste of the roasted chicken was pretty good—crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Even though no seasonings were added, Bai Qingqing finished it completely, and much of her strength was restored.

The horde of behemoths was still creating an earthquake below the cliff. From time to time rocks broke off from the side of the cliff, adding an invisible layer of oppression to the area.

The skies gradually darkened and the three moons made their appearance.

Bai Qingqing and Parker slept in the shed, while Muir stood outside by himself, the night wind curling up the feathers on his head.

Bai Qingqing hesitated for a long time, undecided as to whether she should ask Muir to come in and sleep.

It wasn’t so much that she couldn’t let go of her reservedness as a girl, but based on how much this world cherished females, her act would likely cause Muir to misunderstand.

“It’s getting late, you can come in and sleep,” Bai Qingqing finally said this, feeling much lighter after doing so.

It would be too much of her to, after getting him to slave for her, forbid him from entering the shed he himself built.

Muir’s body violently shook as he widened his round eyes and stared at Bai Qingqing in disbelief.

He indeed misunderstood her intentions.

Bai Qingqing smiled awkwardly. “I don’t have other intentions. It’s cold outside, and I’m afraid you’ll catch a cold out there.”

Muir instantly resumed his cold disposition and, making thudding sounds, walked into the stone shed on his claws and crouched down in a corner.

Bai Qingqing laid down behind Parker’s back. Parker turned around, pulled her into his arms, and purred in satisfaction.

The ground was cold and hard, whereas the leopard’s tummy was soft and warm. Halfway through the night, Bai Qingqing crawled onto Parker’s body to sleep on top of it. Parker also subconsciously cooperated, sleeping with his all fours up in the air.

When dawn came, white smoke drifted atop the cliff, the stars had yet to fade away, and the orange sun was peeking over the horizon.

With a purr, Parker stretched lazily. He could sense someone lying on top of him—someone light and soft. Without even opening his eyes, he already knew who it was.

Ah! He had found Qingqing! It felt wonderful holding his female to sleep!

He suddenly felt it was pretty nice sleeping out in the wilderness, for Qingqing suddenly seemed very attached to him.

Parker opened his eyes and quietly gazed at Bai Qingqing, whose face was pressed against his chest, when suddenly, he heard the breathing of a third person in the vicinity. Fur exploding, he instantly looked over.

“Roar!”