Beauty and the Beasts - Chapter 1158 - Why Did You Take Off All of My Clothes? (2)

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Chapter 1158: Why Did You Take Off All of My Clothes? (2)


After getting together with Bai Qingqing, Parker’s recognition underwent a tremendous change.


Didn’t they say that males would only get aroused when females went into heat? Why was it that they always found it hard to control themselves after they got together with Qingqing?


This must be because Qingqing’s heat cycle was different from this world.


Parker tried to apply self-consolation, feeling that this was due to Bai Qingqing being an unexpected factor. That was how he somehow managed to continue to hold onto his perspectives of the beastmen world, which was in a precarious situation.


In such an intimate posture, he only needed to raise his waist to immediately enter his mate’s warm body.


Amidst Bai Qingqing’s soft cry, he turned into his human form, gently possessing his mate while stroking her beautiful face. His hoarse voice said innocently, “You fell asleep last night. Winston helped you to clean up. He was the one who removed your clothes.”


It didn’t have anything to do with him. He only didn’t request to put on clothes for Qingqing in order to not wake her up.


Bai Qingqing flushed and her brain started to heat up. She only got back to her senses after hearing Parker’s words, with clarity gathering back to her eyes with great difficulty, then she glared at him. “You’re being such a pervert early in the morning!”


A glare’s effect would depend on one’s face. When someone with heroic eyes glared at others, it’d have a deterrent effect. People with puppy eyes that had the corners drooping down, they’d look like they were acting coquettishly when they glared. At this moment… her gaze looked more like a seduction.


Parker’s throat tightened and he gulped, and his movement suddenly became bigger. Bai Qingqing’s gaze instantly blurred and her eyes lost their clarity. It made one feel even more enchanted by her.


“Has she not woken up yet?” Winston mumbled, finding it strange. He walked out of the kitchen, planning to call Bai Qingqing, but his furry ears twitched. He then stopped in his footsteps.


Shaking his head helplessly, Winston returned to the kitchen and said to Muir, “There’s no need to keep the food warm. Give what An’an hasn’t finished to the leopard cubs. I’ll go out for a while.”


Although Muir’s hearing wasn’t as good as tiger beastmen’s, he had to move to an unfamiliar village after he turned of age. From being a savage wild beast to feigning being a civilized beastman that females liked, learning and imitating had become deeply ingrained into his bones. His sharp sense of observation captured a hint of jealousy on Winston’s face, and he immediately understood.


His action of adding firewood paused and he nodded in reply to him, then he stood up to scoop the food from the pot into a bowl.



On this day, Bai Qingqing only got out of bed in the afternoon. Her bones felt loose, and when she walked, it felt as if she was stepping on cotton.


She supported herself on the wall while walking toward the kitchen, asking softly, “What are we eating today?”


She was so hungry that she felt like she could eat an entire cow by herself.


Behind her, Parker was the complete opposite. Having had a small taste, his strong sexual discontent caused him to have nowhere to vent all his energy.


“I’ll make whatever you want to eat,” Parker said, currying up to her.


Bai Qingqing immediately glared at him. “It’s all your fault. If it wasn’t for you, would I be so hungry?”


As the two of them talked, they walked to the kitchen, where the sounds of a metal pot and spatula clashing could be heard. Meat fragrance drifted onto Bai Qingqing’s face and she took a whiff in enjoyment.


“Muir, were these made by you?”


Muir heard their voices and brought the lunch he had prepared to the table. When they came, the dishes were almost all ready, leaving only the last dish, the pot of stewed meat.


“En. I thought that you should be very hungry and made a lot.” Muir’s voice rang out together with his steady footsteps.


Bai Qingqing immediately broke into a smile, quickly walking over to the washstand and speedily washing up. She then sat by the dining table and gulped down the food.


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