Chapter 26: Two Faces
“Put on the beast hide, now!” Chi Yao threw his own beast hide at Xiao Zhan.
Xiao Zhan refused, and Chi Yao, flustered, almost forced it onto him himself.
What’s wrong with this guy? Didn’t he hate the mistress so much? Why is he suddenly coming over all flirtatious today?
Not wearing the beast hide, teasing the mistress—it’s just too vile and shameless.
Chi Yao threw a punch. Xiao Zhan didn’t dodge; he even leaned his face toward it.
Smack—
As expected, he took Chi Yao’s punch squarely.
Luo Luo hurried over to intervene. One man in pants fighting another in nothing but… the scene was just too much. She couldn’t bear to watch.
“Stop fighting! Let’s talk it out.”
Luo Luo felt a headache coming. Handling just two beast husbands was already exhausting. How did ancient emperors manage so many concubines in their harems?
Xiao Zhan’s face was swollen, and blood still clung to the corner of his mouth.
He clutched Luo Luo’s arm and hid behind her, looking pitiful. “Mistress, Second Brother suddenly hit me for no reason… it really hurts, it really does.”
Then he placed Luo Luo’s hand against his injured face, tilting his head to press against her hand, blinking innocently.
Luo Luo felt a ripple of sympathy in her heart. This delicate beauty was just too endearing.
She spun around to glare at Chi Yao. “It’s just a pair of pants! If he wants me to make them, fine—why did you hit him?”
Chi Yao looked baffled. “Mistress, he ran around refusing to wear them—how is that my fault?”
“It’s his choice whether he wears it or not. You hit him, that’s your fault.”
After Luo Luo scolded Chi Yao, he sulked off to find Ziye.
“Big Brother, do you think Mistress doesn’t like me anymore? She was so fierce just now, protecting Xiao Zhan at every turn.”
“Do you even realize that guy has two faces? He pretends to be weak in front of the mistress—he might be doing that now.”
“Why didn’t I notice before? Suddenly being affectionate toward the mistress—he must be up to something. Big Brother, isn’t that right?”
Ziye rubbed his forehead. What could he say? Should he admit it was his idea to give Xiao Zhan that plan? Of course not.
“Chi Yao, stay calm. Don’t be impulsive. Fists can’t solve problems.”
Chi Yao disagreed. “If fists can’t solve it, then what can? Words?”
Xiao Zhan sent Chi Yao away, feeling proud inside, yet still wearing a weak, pitiful expression on his face. “Mistress, is Second Brother angry?”
“It’s my fault.”
“Ah, I’m about to die! But Second Brother won’t stay mad at me for long.”
He lowered his head, looking fragile, like a willow swaying in the wind.
Luo Luo quickly said, “As long as I’m here, you won’t die.”
“You want pants, right? I’ll make them now—how about two pairs?”
Xiao Zhan nodded like a little chick pecking at rice. “I knew it! Mistress is the best to me!”
Seeing such a huge contrast in his behavior, Luo Luo suspected he might be plotting some sort of revenge.
But his request was small—just a pair of pants. She could easily fulfill that.
Secretly, she hoped Xiao Zhan would always be this obedient.
As long as he cooperated, his illness could be cured quickly.
After all, Luo Luo bore the responsibility of healing the beast husbands and winning their favor.
She crouched down, forcing herself not to look at the scenery below Xiao Zhan’s waist.
Quickly measuring, she immediately started making the pants.
The sooner the pants were done, the less that… part would be swinging in front of her.
Using a bone knife, she cut the fabric precisely into shape.
Her hands were almost smoking with speed, and she still felt it wasn’t fast enough.
Xiao Zhan propped his cheek on one hand, deliberately showing his bruised face, staring at her like a lovesick fool.
“Your hands are so skillful, Mistress.”
“When did you learn this skill, Mistress? It’s amazing.”
“I’m nothing like you—dumb and useless. No one likes me.”
Luo Luo suspected he was pretending, but the fact he was putting in effort for her made her feel unexpectedly cherished.
After all, he had wanted to kill her before, always keeping a cold, expressionless face.
Seeing this change now, Luo Luo was already very satisfied.
She lifted her eyes and smiled. “Who said no one likes you? I like you very much.”
Xiao Zhan’s lips curved into a smile. He really wanted to rush to Chi Yao to deliver this crushing news and watch him crumble bit by bit—what a thrill that would be.
“The mistress you like? She says she likes me.”
“She only likes you, but she really likes me.”
“Listen to that—how can you compare, you stubborn ox!”
Seeing him smile so rarely, Luo Luo felt an inexplicable sense of relief.
She hadn’t heard any system notifications about favorability changes for a while and was about to ask.
Suddenly, Xiao Zhan covered his eyes. “Ah! A bug flew into my eyes—I can’t see! It hurts so much.”
Luo Luo immediately put down her work, cupping his face. “Don’t move, let me see.”
After searching, there was no bug—just Xiao Zhan’s red eyes and his continuous whimpering.
“Whimper… my eyes hurt… Mistress, blow on them.”
“Whimper… my face hurts too… Mistress, kiss me.”
They say ugly people make a fuss, but this handsome guy could act just as much.
Luo Luo ignored him, and he kept whimpering, acting pitiful.
Time and again, Luo Luo found herself losing reason.
She had always found men acting spoiled disgusting, but this one was unbearably cute.
His furrowed brows, paired with his pitiful gaze—it would be hard for anyone else to resist. She certainly couldn’t.
She carefully blew on Xiao Zhan’s eyes. “Better?”
He blinked, happy. “Much better. But my face still hurts.”
He pointed to his face, the meaning obvious.
Luo Luo froze—she had just rolled around with one handsome guy yesterday, and now she was about to kiss another.
After entering this beast world, she finally got to enjoy the good ones.
She leaned forward with her head, but Xiao Zhan instinctively pulled back and quickly explained, “Mistress, you startled me. Don’t!”
Luo Luo was hooked by his few words. A handsome man acting spoiled—she loved it.
Her heart practically screamed, “Ah, kill me now!”
Without a word, she planted a fragrant kiss.
Xiao Zhan thought being kissed by a mischievous mistress would feel terrible, like eating something gross.
But instead, his whole body froze, pupils contracted, and his lips quivered from the tingling sensation.
“You okay?”
Seeing his expression, Luo Luo couldn’t help asking, “Did I scare you again?”
The man in front of her wasn’t a fearsome tiger, but a timid, whimpering creature.
The whimpering creature had a small heart and was easily frightened.
“Shh… don’t talk… just kiss me.”
Xiao Zhan wanted to try again—he didn’t believe his body rejected her, and he actually enjoyed her kisses.
Luo Luo, having experience now, had gone from clumsy to skilled in kissing.
She could even perform tongue kisses well, thanks to Chi Yao’s instruction.
He was an excellent teacher.
Now, she was applying what she learned from Chi Yao to Xiao Zhan.
For a brief moment, she felt like a bad woman—truly bad.
But the next moment, she shut her eyes, pushed Chi Yao far out of her mind, and kissed Xiao Zhan again.
