CHAPTER 42: CHAPTER 42: PLEASE ALLOW ME TO FOLLOW YOU

Wen Shu’s exasperated voice attracted Nan.

He rushed over, seeing Mious standing rigidly at the entrance of the cave, his gaze blatantly like he wanted to devour the female, the gentle facade on his face couldn’t hold, "Mious, what do you want to do?"

He stepped forward quickly, grabbing the animal skin on Mious’s chest, trying to pull him away to soothe the female, but was instead blocked at the entrance.

The male slowly turned his head, grabbing Nan’s feathered robe, his eyes emitting a fierce green light, a vigilant and wary gaze, as if a beast had discovered an enemy invading its territory, wishing to tear the opponent apart.

Nan’s expression was cold, equally unwilling to show weakness, exerting force, eyes warningly staring at him, speaking calmly, "You’ve scared the female."

Seeing it was Nan standing against him, Mious came back to his senses, but he didn’t loosen his grip, only looking inquisitively at this hypocritical beastman in front of him.

He hadn’t forgotten Nan’s attitude the day the female disappeared, this male almost killed Wen Shu, why was he concerned for her now? What was his motive this time?

Females are tender-hearted and easily deceived by appearances, but he would not easily trust this despicable Snowy Owl!

He coldly stared down Nan, lowering his voice to ask, "So, you won’t stand idly by again, will you?"

Wen Shu had been watching their movements, seeing Mious about to take action against Nan, she hurriedly tightened her grip on the animal skin to stop it.

"Mious, let go!" She grabbed Mious’s hand, trying to pry open his grip, but the male’s hand remained motionless like an iron clamp.

Already furious from being exposed, now keenly aware of her own weakness, Wen Shu’s expression turned sourer.

She slapped Mious’s arm in annoyance, warning angrily, "I told you to let go of Nan! Did you hear me?"

Mious wasn’t unfamiliar with being treated like this by her; in the past, he didn’t care at all, but this time his heart felt as if a hole had been chiselled in it by her attitude, hurting sharply.

He glanced at the tense Nan, unable to understand when the female’s relationship with him improved so much.

Clearly, just days ago, the female refused all males for him, she praised his beast form, even willing to sacrifice her life for him!

Yet today she was scolding him for this Snowy Owl who wanted to harm her?

Mious’s heart ached with dull pain, but he couldn’t utter a single word, tightly pressed his lips, a cold expression nearly breaking.

He released his grip and stepped back, suppressing the bitterness in his throat, staring at the female with utter confusion.

But the female simply bypassed him, shielding that Snowy Owl behind her, softly comforting, "Nan, are you alright?"

In an instant, Mious felt his breath was constricted, he didn’t know what was happening to him, but watching the two clasp their hands, he only felt his heart was gripped tightly, about to shatter in the next second.

If he stayed here any longer, he would definitely feel suffocated!

Mious closed his eyes, immediately left the cave.

His footsteps hurried, breathing the fresh air outside the cave, initially thinking it would feel much better, but his mind was still filled with the female’s words of reproach, and her intimate actions with Nan...

In frustration, he walked from the southern part to the northern part, finally as night fell, he became aware of something, yet his mood only worsened for it.

He dejectedly wiped his face, his cold voice almost twisted, "Damn, how could I have fallen for such a... female!"

Inside the southern cave, Wen Shu watched Mious’s disheveled silhouette, feeling a hint of surprise.

He had always been a calm beastman, seemed this time she really upset him.

But that wasn’t right, wasn’t she supposed to be the one who was angry!

Wen Shu pursed her lips, pressing Nan onto the stone bed, lifting his collar, Mious’s strength wasn’t small, Nan’s neck was completely purple.

She suddenly leaned close, the faint fragrance warmed by body heat filled Nan’s nose, making him somewhat dizzy, suppressing the urge to lean back, he nervously gripped the edge of the bed, "Wen Shu, female..."

Seeing his face flush, Wen Shu quickly straightened up, her fingertips pausing near Nan’s neck, apologetically saying, "Sorry, it’s my fault you got hurt."

Nan didn’t quite hear her words, his gaze following the female’s face, feeling her lips particularly vivid after washing, her snowy skin glowing.

He restrained himself from looking further down, yet his eyes uncontrollably landed at her lips, the female’s lips moist and alluring red, like coated with floral essence, with the tip of her tongue faintly leaving a slight wet mark when she spoke.

His thoughts had drifted ever since the female decided to bathe, growing more rampant; if he kissed her, those lips would surely be soft, perhaps even taste sweet...

Unaware, Wen Shu healed his neck, then saw Nan’s mask, her hand touching the edge of the mask, she untied the fine vine on the left side, when suddenly her wrist was clasped by a distinctly jointed hand.

Nan’s voice, gentle yet slightly tense, sounded, "Female..."

His voice seemed odd, Wen Shu couldn’t help but lower her eyes to look at him.

Seeing his lips pursed tightly, breath somewhat unstable, she asked puzzledly, "What’s wrong? Did I snag your hair?"

Upon hearing this, Nan’s lips curved slightly, raising his eyes to fix hers.

Ah, she was clearly smart, yet so oblivious in this regard, surrounded by males yet completely unaware.

A gentle light flashed in Nan’s eyes, his gaze deeply gazing at Wen Shu, his palm sliding from her wrist to the back of her hand, gently and restrainedly holding it, "Female, do you remember the day you saved me?"

His intimate action left Wen Shu a bit dazed, but he only lightly held her hand, his manner unaggressive, leaving her unsure how to react, only unconsciously led by his actions.

She opened her mouth to ask, "Why mention this suddenly?"

Nan looked at her steadily for a few seconds, smiled, gently holding her hand with both hands, bringing his cheek closer, affectionately rubbing it against.

The brush of hair across her palm raised a strange sensation in Wen Shu’s heart, attempting to retract her hand, yet the male held it firmly.

Her eyebrows faintly furrowed, noticing the male’s gaze lower, eyelashes trembling, a tear tracing along the corner of his eye.

The male’s slightly hoarse voice sounded softly, filled with warmth and attachment, "Ashu, no one has ever been so good to me, you are the only one in these years."

He lifted his eyes to meet Wen Shu’s, transparent light-colored eyes full of deep sorrow, "Abandoned by my parents as a child, nearly lost my life, unexpectedly surviving only to ruin my face, everyone detests me, avoids me, except you..."

Upon reaching this point, a tender glow shone in his eyes, his lips curling into a broken smile, "I can no longer leave you, Ashu, I want to stay by your side forever, even just being with you like this, I’m willing..."

His pale, fragile appearance stirred a complex compassion in Wen Shu’s heart.

Her fingertips moved slightly, momentarily unsure what to say, looking at Nan with a pang of heartache, hearing him speak again humbly, "I beg you, Ashu, let me stay by your side, wherever you go, please allow me to follow you, can I?"