Chapter 22: Guest, You Can’t—You’re Getting Too Close
Luo Luo was just starting to get into the rhythm of bathing when she suddenly saw a face, red as if it were about to explode, leaning in close to her.
She covered her chest with one hand and pressed Xiào Zhàn’s forehead back with the other.
“Sir, you can’t. You’re getting closer and closer.”
She instantly switched channels—from a bathing song to something else entirely.
But with males, the more you resist, the more they like it. They even get more excited.
Things that come too easily aren’t treasured. Luo Luo’s rejection just happened to ignite Xiào Zhàn’s desire to win.
He grabbed her by the throat with one large hand.
“You were the one who seduced me.”
You tease someone and then don’t help them “put out the fire”—isn’t that just playing with them?
Luo Luo felt very innocent. Sometimes, wanting to be a good person was really not easy.
She slapped at his hand. “Let go! Who seduced you?
I’m treating your illness! Otherwise you’d be dead, do you understand? Dead!”
At this moment, Xiào Zhàn’s mind couldn’t take in anything else.
All he knew was that she had seduced him and had no intention of taking responsibility.
He was furious. And the consequences were severe.
His grip tightened, and Luo Luo felt like her neck was about to snap.
Hot, soft lips pressed against hers, and Xiào Zhàn kissed her obsessively.
That familiar, sweet taste from long ago was stirred up again, and he lost control.
Dense, lingering kisses fell, and Luo Luo had trouble breathing, nearly sinking under his assault.
Xiào Zhàn stiffened his neck, clearly meaning that he would not let go unless he got what he wanted.
Someone who had tasted “meat” no longer wanted “vinegar.” Luo Luo was the same.
But as a “national flower” who had received nine years of compulsory education, she forced herself to be cruel and restrain herself.
“Xiào Zhàn, calm down…”
The words squeezed from her throat were completely ignored.
His eyes were dazed as he said viciously:
“Do you know what bathing in the Tiger Tribe means?”
Luo Luo shook her head.
“It means the next step is mating. If you’re doing this, how is it not seducing me?
Since you’ve gone to such trouble for me, I’ll sacrifice myself to fulfill your wish.”
From beginning to end, Xiào Zhàn’s big hand never left her neck, pressing her whole body against the edge of the tub…
Luo Luo sensed danger and fiercely bit him.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
“Female Lord, have you forgotten? The more you struggle, the more excited I get.”
Luo Luo turned around and jumped out of the bath without caring about anything else, shouting toward the distance:
“Chi Yao! Chi Yao!”
Xiào Zhàn instantly transformed into a huge tiger and let out a deafening roar at her.
Luo Luo was so frightened that she fell to the ground, feeling like her eardrums were about to shatter.
Swish—
A leaf brushed past her ear and embedded itself straight into the tiger’s forehead.
“Ah—! It hurts!”
Xiào Zhàn cried out and transformed back into human form, collapsing on the ground.
Ziye收起树叶, jumping down from the tree to check on him.
But a rushing figure flashed past—Chi Yao.
He used his head and slammed Xiào Zhàn far away in one blow.
“Are you crazy? How dare you threaten the Female Lord!”
He rushed up and punched Xiào Zhàn in the head twice—bang, bang.
Xiào Zhàn was stunned by the blows and only slowly realized what had happened.
“You… you actually joined together to drug me?!”
Ziye quickly cleared himself.
“I wasn’t involved. Don’t accuse everyone.”
He was a good person and never took part in Luo Luo’s evil deeds.
Chi Yao said angrily, hating that he couldn’t knock some sense into him:
“We were trying to save you.”
Luo Luo got up and searched everywhere for her beast-skin skirt.
She felt like her fat face had lost all dignity—standing naked in front of three handsome men made her want to die on the spot.
After searching for a long time and still not finding it, her beast-skin skirt was suddenly tossed over by Ziye.
“Hurry up and put it on. No one wants to look at you.”
……
After quickly putting it on, Luo Luo instantly returned to being serious.
“Um… Xiào Zhàn, I really was trying to save you. Don’t you feel like your body doesn’t hurt as much now?”
Xiào Zhàn raised his arm and checked. The rotten, ulcerated parts really didn’t hurt anymore.
He felt happy inside, but still stayed wary.
“You saved me? You’d be that kind-hearted?”
If she really were that good, she wouldn’t have sold him back then.
Because of her, he became a beast slave, was humiliated, cuckolded, and couldn’t even return to his own tribe.
He’d finally found a place to settle down on Barbarian Island, and she’d followed him here like a ghost that wouldn’t go away.
Luo Luo didn’t want to explain, but Xiào Zhàn pressed:
“If you were going to save me, then fine—but why did you have to strip and bathe with me?”
How is that not seduction?
This time, Luo Luo really couldn’t explain. The system had assigned the task, and she’d only followed orders.
If there was anyone to blame, it was that system—perverted and indecent.
[Xiao Bai, get out here.]
[Host, what now?]
[I’m so embarrassed. This is all your fault.]
[Host, just a reminder—you still need to soak with him two more times for his illness to fully heal~]
[Soak your sister! I’m not embarrassed enough already?!]
Seeing Luo Luo staying silent, Xiào Zhàn thought she was feeling guilty.
“Playing dumb, are you? Fine. You win.”
He shoved Chi Yao away.
“If you dare drug me again, I’ll crush your head.”
He stood up to leave, then suddenly felt a cool breeze below the waist.
Only then did he realize he wasn’t wearing anything.
He had no choice but to hunch over, cover his important parts, and look around for beast-skins.
Ziye rubbed his forehead and kicked a piece of beast-skin toward him.
“Here.”
After cursing the system, Luo Luo was about to say something else when she saw Xiào Zhàn sticking his butt out as he put on the beast-skin.
His fair, pale butt was just exposed like that, and she suddenly felt restless.
She quickly scolded herself:
Luo Luo, no. You’re taking the redemption route. You can’t repeat past mistakes.
Xiào Zhàn finished dressing and disappeared into the darkness.
Luo Luo frowned. She still had to bathe with him two more times. He had already exploded in rage once—what about the next two times?
The sun rose again, and the group continued toward the fighting arena.
Xiào Zhàn also followed behind. He wanted to watch Luo Luo die with his own eyes.
Ziye walked with the two cubs. The dark circles under his eyes were even heavier. No one knew what he did all day without sleeping.
Xiào Zhàn kept a dark face the entire way, while Chi Yao looked radiant.
Ever since mating with Luo Luo a few days ago, his complexion had been excellent.
So good that it made others jealous.
Chi Yao’s life had practically reached its peak.
The Female Lord had bad relationships with the other two beast husbands—almost like fire and water, unwilling to even look at each other.
But he was different.
She liked him. He slept holding the soft, fragrant Female Lord every night.
It was bliss.
Ziye and Xiào Zhàn exchanged a glance.
They both disliked Chi Yao, yet he was the most proud and satisfied one.
They clenched their teeth, swallowing their resentment.
“Cang, walk faster. Keep up.”
Ziye shouted.
Ah Cang stumbled, then sprinted forward on his little short legs.
He didn’t know if it was his imagination, but he felt like his father was angry—quietly, secretly angry.
And he couldn’t find the reason.
Xiào Zhàn kicked a stone off the road.
Right now, almost everything annoyed him.
Chi Yao hooked his arm through Luo Luo’s, full of pride, when suddenly a toad jumped out onto the road.
Toad Beast:
“This mountain was opened by me, this tree was planted by me!
If you want to pass this way, leave behind the female as a toll!”
Luo Luo stopped in her tracks.
Oh no.
This ugly thing is here for her.
