Chapter 238

After reporting the grudge of having her head rubbed, she was still surrounded and watched by the beastfolk, all kinds of distorted understandings, and only then did Wu Yue properly face her current posture of riding on the beastman.

Hmm, she is now steadily riding on Yuan Lang's waist, the beastman's abdominal muscles faintly visible, perhaps because she was a bit dazed from her own earlier attack, also carrying a bit of goofy cuteness not usually seen.

She looks a bit more innocent.

In contrast, looking at herself...

Both hands grabbing the beastman's hair, if I remember correctly, my laugh just now was... ga ga ga?

Her face also absolutely shows the refreshed smile of having avenged the head-rubbing grudge.

No matter how she thinks about it, she feels like an unglorious image of forcing Yuan Lang to do that.

She decisively jumped off the beastman, tidied her messy hair, gave a dry laugh, and looked at the somewhat shocked Yuan Qi beside her: 'Yuan Qi Uncle, I'm just playing around with Yuan Lang, hehe.'

Yuan Qi nodded with a deep meaning: 'Hmm, I understand.'

Wu Yue's baby face: "..."

So... what exactly have you understood?

His hair somewhat disheveled and hanging over his shoulders, Yuan Lang let out a helpless sigh.

He exerted a little force with his waist and abdomen, sat up from the grass nest, his profound facial contour slightly lifted, looking at the small female standing there with a fake smile.

"Yue, you should eat more food."

"Ah?"

Wu Yue was dazed; at this moment, shouldn't you stand up and explain our pure male-female relationship? Why talk about eating meat or not?

Yuan Lang stood up, slowly walked to her side, slightly bowed his body to bring his mouth near her ear, his warm, humid breath blowing on her fair, small ear: 'It's a bit prickly.'

Having said that, in Wu Yue's doubtful gaze, he rubbed his own firm abdominal muscles.

Afterwards, his feet seemed to have fire-wheels attached, and turning around, he vanished without a trace.

The beastfolk also laughed hehe, linking shoulders and backs as they left.

Not having walked far, they heard an angry roar from the small female's grass hut: 'Yuan Lang! You damn old man!'

The beastfolk couldn't help covering their ears, and after a moment looked at each other, saying: 'The small female seems really angry.'

"Who is the damn old man?"

"Never mind the damn old man, I suddenly thought of something."

One beastman's mysterious appearance drew the attention of the surrounding tribespeople.

One by one, curious heads gathered together: 'What's the matter? Hurry up and tell us.'

"You've all forgotten, hasn't Yuan Lang's A Mu said that Yuan Lang is incapable?"

"The small female is this angry; surely it's because Yuan Lang didn't satisfy her."

The beastfolk suddenly understood, all turning sympathetic glances toward Wu Yue's grass hut.

"It seems the small female truly likes Yuan Lang; even though Yuan Lang is incapable, she still forced herself on him."

The forced Wu Yue: "..."

Meow meow meow?

The next morning, the area around the Snow Tiger Tribe's grass huts was bustling, and the Black Wolf Tribe's people had all gathered here.

Looking at the Snow Tiger Tribe's beastman warriors and the small female who had already packed their belongings, their eyes were full of gratitude.

Especially those half-beast warriors who had been healed, each with tearful wolf eyes, bidding farewell to the Snow Tiger Tribe's beastman warriors who had previously cared for them.

"Small female, don't forget our agreement!" the Black Wolf Shaman said, looking at Wu Yue with a smiling, narrowed eyes.

Wu Yue smiled brightly: "Of course, but I still hope your coming to the Snow Tiger Tribe isn't for treatment."

The atmosphere here was fine, but in the distance, the Mad Lion Tribe's beastman warriors and shaman disciples had grim faces.

"They're leaving; are we really not going after them?"

The beastman warrior beside him frowned, looking at the female in front of him.