You Got Angry for Nothing

Bai Zhenzhen looked at Hu Yun's bright red face, the corners of her lips lifting slightly. She hadn't expected him to be so innocent.

"Ah~"

She let out a coy little scream and burrowed into the beast-hide blanket. A handsome man like him would have been completely out of her reach in her old world, but here she could have him at her fingertips.

Bai Zhenzhen glanced downward. She liked capable men.

Hu Yun turned his handsome face back toward the little female, who had covered even her face, and lowered his blue eyes to look at her. The corners of his lips lifted almost imperceptibly.

A trace of amusement flashed through his blue eyes. He walked to the cave entrance and sat down, taking a deep breath to make little Hu Yun lower his proud head.

He closed his diamond-like blue eyes, his throat bobbing again and again. So white, so beautiful, so soft. His long fingers slowly curled, as though closing around something soft and springy.

Outside the cave, the bright moon was hazy; inside, laughter was like the moon.

Wearing a dress Ling had made from his snakeskin, Feng Rumeng twirled gracefully. "Oh my god, sweetheart, I love it. This is so perfectly my style."

A violet-pink, round-necked, short-sleeved T-shirt and a slit skirt that fell straight to her ankles, soft and light as the wind.

Ling's purple eyes shone with amusement. As long as she liked it, that was enough. He had adapted it from the design of her beast-hide clothes.

His large, knuckled hand pointed to another snakeskin outfit. "Little Meng'er, try this one too."

All smiles, Feng Rumeng changed into loose harem pants and a high-necked top with balloon sleeves.

"Aaaaah, Ling, this is so gorgeous! From now on, you're my personal designer." Feng Rumeng kissed the corner of Ling's mouth.

Ling chased after her lips and kissed her back. "As long as my little Meng'er likes it. All of me is yours, so there's no need to ask about anything else. Of course I'm yours alone."

Feng Rumeng gazed at her handsome mate. "Sweetheart, you're not only exactly my type, your handiwork is just as irresistible."

Ling drew her into his arms, his slightly curved lips showing his satisfaction. "It's because Little Meng'er has good taste."

The next day, after a cozy breakfast, Feng Rumeng and Ling went to the trap and found animal remains inside.

Feng Rumeng looked at the hoofprints beside it. "Looks like an animal fell into the trap and was eaten by a ferocious beast that came along."

Ling sniffed with his sharply defined nose. "It's the scent of a lynx beast."

Feng Rumeng's beautiful, radiant eyes shifted slightly. "Ling, how about we go deeper and take a look?"

Ling considered it for a moment. "Little Meng'er, we'll only wander around the outskirts of the central area."

"Okay." Feng Rumeng rode on the snake's head as the two of them slithered toward the ferocious beasts' territory.

The trees in the ferocious beasts' territory were exceptionally thick and tall. The forest was dark, with occasional scattered shafts of light filtering through the canopy.

The farther they went, the more claw marks appeared on the tree trunks. Feng Rumeng quietly released her spiritual power to sense her surroundings.

After they went a little farther, Ling stopped and looked around warily. Taking his half-beast form, he held his mate and sprang onto the tallest tree trunk. "Little Meng'er, wait here for me."

Feng Rumeng nodded obediently. "Okay, be careful~"

"Mm. I won't go far. Call me if anything happens." With that, Ling vanished in a flash.

Before long, Feng Rumeng heard waves of beastly howls all around her.

Though Ling's rank wasn't high, his beast form gave him a natural advantage. He was fast and a venomous snake besides; against opponents of the same rank, he could slaughter them completely.

Thirty meters away, a spotted fourth-rank leopard bared its fangs, its golden beast eyes fixed on the figure high above. It arched its back and leaped nimbly and soundlessly into the treetops, pouncing at the back of Feng Rumeng's neck.

Feng Rumeng's pink lips curved upward. She dodged to the side, half-turned, and stabbed her bone knife at the leopard's eye.

The leopard nimbly jumped back. Feng Rumeng's gaze was calm. "Pretty quick reactions..."

The leopard gave a low growl, extended its sharp claws, and crouched low, ready to attack.

Bang! Ling's snake tail sent the leopard flying sideways into a giant tree. Bark burst apart and sprayed everywhere as the leopard fell from midair, crashing heavily to the ground a hundred meters below.

In his half-beast form, Ling held his mate and checked her for injuries, his heart still pounding with fear.

Feng Rumeng's eyes curved into a smile. "I'm fine. Ling, go get the Beast Crystal."

"Mm." Holding her, Ling leaped down from the canopy a hundred meters above. When he landed, the rush of air sent the surrounding leaves flying.

Ling retrieved the Beast Crystal in the blink of an eye, then took his beast form and carried Feng Rumeng swiftly away. The two headed west all the way to the Silver Wolf Tribe.

On the open ground outside the Silver Wolf Tribe, beastmen of different races were trading.

Ling held Feng Rumeng in one arm and used his other hand to toss thirty ferocious beast corpses out of his space.

The four handsome, silver-haired beastmen opposite them smiled and stepped forward to carefully check the ferocious beasts' ranks. After confirming them three times, they paid Ling in Beast Crystals.

Feng Rumeng asked Ling, "Are ferocious beast corpses actually worth more than their own Beast Crystals?"

Yin Ze, a silver wolf beastman, raised his eyes. "Ling, is this your little female?"

Feng Rumeng nodded politely. "Hello, I'm Ling's mate."

Yin Ze gave a hand-over-heart salute. "My name is Yin Ze. Ling and I are good friends who've been beating each other up since we were little."

Feng Rumeng blinked her bright eyes. Childhood buddies with a plastic friendship?

Ling ignored Yin Ze. He didn't want the brat setting his sights on his mate. With a flick of his snake tail, he carried Feng Rumeng into the forest.

"Little Meng'er, are you tired?"

Feng Rumeng shook her head, and Ling held her tighter against his chest. "I'll take you somewhere."

After winding this way and that, they came to a valley blooming with all kinds of flowers. "Do you like it, Little Meng'er?"

"I do." Feng Rumeng stepped down from Ling's embrace.

Ling curled the tip of his tail around a pink flower and brought it over. Feng Rumeng leaned her nose close, and a lovely floral scent filled her nostrils. "It smells so good~"

Ling looked at his mate's lovely profile. "Not as good as Little Meng'er."

This snake man was getting better and better at flirting. Feng Rumeng looked into Ling's sly purple eyes. "Of course. Your mate is the Chanel of the beast world."

Ling shifted fully into human form and pressed against her back, wrapping her in his arms. His cool, thin lips kissed her slender neck again and again. His mate was so sweet and fragrant that he could never kiss her enough.

Feng Rumeng turned around and held a hand against his lips as he leaned in again. "Your mouth is sweeter than flowers these days."

The two played in the sea of flowers for a while longer, then returned to the tribe.

In the cave, Feng Rumeng hadn't finished the water in her bowl when Jianyue stormed in. "Rumeng, have you heard? Hu Yun brought a female back from his hunt yesterday."

Outside the cave, Ling's hand paused as he washed fruit.

Feng Rumeng set down her pottery bowl. "You're angry about that?"

Ling came in carrying the washed fruit and put it on the table.

"I'm angry on your behalf, Rumeng! Weren't you going to take Hu Yun as your mate?" Jianyue picked up a piece of fruit and took an indignant bite.

Feng Rumeng picked up a fruit and handed it to Ling. He took it and went outside to cook. Fortunately, his mate didn't like Hu Yun, or Little Meng'er would have been heartbroken.

Feng Rumeng took a bite of a red fruit and gave a gentle smile.

"You got angry for nothing. I never said I was going to take Hu Yun as my mate. Last full year, at the courtship gathering in the fallen-leaf season, every male in the tribe rejected me. Why would I look for a beast husband in the tribe?"

"That's good, then. He isn't worthy of you anyway." Jianyue watched Feng Rumeng's reaction with her lovely orange eyes. She didn't want her good friend to be hurt over a male who changed his affections whenever someone new came along.

"I'll choose a mate I like who likes me back." Feng Rumeng's gaze drifted involuntarily toward Ling outside the cave. It was good that Hu Yun had a mate now; that would put an end to Ling's thoughts.

After they chatted a while longer, Hu Chun came over, his heart aflutter, and carried Jianyue away. It was his turn to spend the night with her. He had been tidying the cave again and again since early morning, just waiting for his mate to arrive so they could have a good time.

As soon as the two left, Ling came in from outside. "Little Meng'er, punish me. I was wrong."