Beauty and the Beasts

Chapter 1117 - Physique Plagued by Misfortunes



Chapter 1117: Physique Plagued by Misfortunes

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

The two bodies sharing the same blanket were equally stiff, but neither of them was aware that the other party was showing the same reaction.

After this mysterious intimacy cooled down, Bai Qingqing turned and faced toward Muir, pausing for a moment before she took the initiative to enter his broad and warm embrace.

Muir stiffened again, and only a while later did he stiffly embrace her, quietly hugging her for a long while before he relaxed.

His lips unknowingly curled into a faint smile as he breathed the air that was filled with the scent of his beloved. Feeling satisfied, he closed his eyes.

Early in the morning the next day.

The rain stopped and the soft light from the morning sun scattered in together with the morning fog, dissipating the darkness from the night and bringing a fresh and ample supply of oxygen.

The morning fog was a little damp, feeling cooling when breathed in. Bai Qingqing shrank her head under the blanket and hugged onto the warm bolster, rugging it out of habit.

Uhh… It was so hard.

Bai Qingqing’s hand resting on the man’s waist touched his skin and then, smelling an unfamiliar scent again, she was instantly alarmed.

The body of someone who hadn’t had sex before was the most sensitive. Being aroused by the person he liked, Muir’s body instantly gave the most honest reaction. When Bai Qingqing was about to move her leg away from the man’s body, she felt something hard pressing between her legs.

She shuddered. Her mind was still very groggy as she had just woken up. The matter with Muir had been too sudden and she hadn’t got used to his existence yet. Her first thought was that she had been kidnapped by some other male.

Bai Qingqing shrieked and kicked the guy with both legs, making use of the momentum to slide out from the blankets.

“Uhh!”

Vaguely hearing the sound of a male stifled moan, at the next second, Bai Qingqing saw the familiar bedroom environment, and her memories gradually returned to her.

She then looked toward the human figure curled up into a ball and felt very embarrassed. A cold wind blew against her body, making her break out in goosebumps. Only then did she feel cold and quickly crawled under the blankets again.

“How are you feeling? Did I kick your wound?” Bai Qingqing’s slightly cool hand touched Muir and she pushed him, asking.

Muir took in a deep breath before replying in a hoarse voice, “I’m fine.”

His hoarse voice clearly indicated that something wasn’t right. Bai Qingqing felt both worried and guilty, then, thinking of how males weren’t afraid of the cold, she flipped the blanket to drape over herself like a cloak.

“Let me take a look.” After saying that, Bai Qingqing’s gaze focused on Muir’s body and her expression instantly cracked.

Muir was curled up on the bed like a dried shrimp, his hands holding the part between his legs with a distorted expression. Noticing Bai Qingqing’s glance, Muir immediately restrained his reaction, showing her an expression that he was fine.

However, his pale complexion made him appear pale and feeble.

Bai Qingqing had seen many guys with such reactions on television before and had always treated it as a comedic scene. But when she saw Muir in so much pain, after feeling amused for an instant, she broke into a panic.

Bai Qingqing couldn’t be bothered about her embarrassment and sat on her legs on Muir’s side, using one hand to move his big hand away while saying anxiously and worriedly, “Let me take a look.”

Once the big hand was moved away, that erect part was exposed. Bai Qingqing paused and then quickly returned Muir’s hand to its original position. Her face felt so hot that it seemed like it was going to emit smoke soon.

Muir exhaled and removed his hand, but then quickly covered his body with an animal skin skirt. As if the pain had subsided, he consoled her, “I’m fine now.”

Bai Qingqing’s face was flushed like a monkey’s bottom, and she asked softly, “Does it hurt a lot?”

When Muir was beaten up till he spurted blood yesterday, he hadn’t acted like this. He had gotten back up quickly after landing on the ground. It seemed that this hurt more than internal injuries.


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