Atlas Studios

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  The snake and eagle exchanged scorching, wary, and hostile gazes for very long, and the atmosphere froze up to the extent that the air seemed to have changed as well. It became viscous as if glue was mixed in.

  Very long later, Winston’s voice rang out, and only then did Curtis turn his head away and Muir dared spare a portion of his focus.

  “Why didn’t you keep an eye on the leopard cubs.” Winston saw the mess and went over to clean it up.

  “Howl~” The leopard cubs hid behind Muir, feeling conscience-stricken. Their plump bodies hid behind Muir’s legs, exposing their three round leopard heads in front and three long and slender tails behind.

  Sensing the leopard cubs’ uneasiness, Muir said, “I was the one who messed up the room while trying to look for the comb.”


  Winston threw him a glance and didn’t say much. He tidied up the bed while saying, “Come and tidy things up quickly.”


  Muir pushed the leopard cubs back slightly with his foot, then walked over to the clothing chest to pack up the clothes. Curtis also started tidying up.

  After Bai Qingqing was done eating, she returned to the bedroom and was given a shock after seeing how messy the room was. She then looked at the three males quietly cleaning up and her heartbeat accelerated.

  Did they just have a fight? Was the eerie silence now the tranquil before the storm?

  “Curtis?” Bai Qingqing looked at Curtis, who hadn’t put on his animal skin skirt yet, and tried to call out for him.

  Curtis turned his head and threw a cold glance at her, then continued to tidy up the room.

  Bai Qingqing’s heart shook from his gaze, then she quickly ran over to help.

  When Muir saw her coming in, he didn’t dare to raise his head and quickened tidying up, fearing that he might face a bad situation if he was one second later.

  The troublemaker leopard cubs had long escaped upstairs. The mess which took them a few seconds to make took the entire family a long time to tidy up before everything returned to normal.

  After the room was tidied up and they had nothing to do, Bai Qingqing started to feel uneasy. She threw a few glances at Curtis, then summoned up her courage to move closer to his side.

  “How is your body feeling?” Bai Qingqing asked softly.

  Hearing his mate’s concern, Curtis’s chest that was so suppressed that it hurt, filled with fury, and unreconciled lightened a lot and felt a lot better.

  As he had been affected by scorpion poison once before, he had developed some resistance to it the second time. It didn’t come as fiercely as it did the first time. The terrifying thing was the rage in his heart. The fury that was hard to control, to begin with, was endlessly magnified by the scorpion poison. If he continued staying at home, he’d probably tear the eagle beastman into pieces.

  Therefore, Curtis went out and found a stone mountain to vent his chaotic emotions.

  “It’s a lot better now.” Curtis’s voice still sounded cold, but the temperature wasn’t as cold and piercing as before. He scooped Bai Qingqing into his embrace, his smooth, long, and slender hand naturally covering over her stomach.

  He then frowned. “Why is it still so flat?”


  Seeing that Curtis had no intention of pressing on the case with Muir and didn’t even want to mention him, Bai Qingqing didn’t bring up the topic. As her small hand covered Curtis’s big and icy hand, she shook her head and said, “I don’t know, either. It should be about four months soon.”


  Muir looked at her flat stomach in astonishment. Was she pregnant again? And it was the snake beastman’s?

  Muir was first elated, then a stifled pain gradually rose in the depths of his heart.

  The reason males revered females so much was due to their wish for reproduction. In the past, Muir had also viewed females’ reproductive abilities with great importance. He had even decided that in the future, he’d view his mate’s other children as if they were his own.

  Now, it turned out that his mate was really very good at reproducing, but for some reason, he felt very stifled. If, if the children in Qingqing’s stomach were his……