The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 137: Arrangements

It was already very late by the time she finished, so she took a bath and climbed onto the stone bed to sleep.

Just as she was about to lie down, she suddenly remembered she hadn’t checked her rewards yet, so she opened the system backpack.

Inside, she saw a new item: a sparkling "Warmth Survival Kit."

She clicked to retrieve it, confirmed.

The package instantly fell in front of her, and when she opened it, the contents were revealed.

A fluffy snow leopard coat, a pair of thick anti-slip snow boots, 50 self-heating warmer patches, a portable heater, one electric blanket (solar charging version)

Along with a windproof mask and a jar of hand cream labeled "Premium Beast Oil Essence, Nourishing but Non-greasy."

"Hahaha, system, did you prepare a ’Winter Survival Kit’ for me?"

Luna Sutton looked at these items in front of her and laughed until her stomach hurt, the beast skin clothes and snow boots were okay since she could make them herself.

But the warmer patches, portable heater, and electric blanket were truly nice.

Of course, her favorite was the box of hand cream.

In winter, the cold and dry air made her hands prone to frostbite as soon as they touched water, itchy and uncomfortable.

By then, the hand cream would be useful.

She happily put the items back into the system backpack, pulled over the nearby Beast Skin Blanket, covered herself, and closed her eyes to sleep.

Just as she closed her eyes for less than a minute, the system popped up again with a particularly sly voice: "Host, there’s something happening over at Mia’s, want to take a look?"

Luna Sutton rolled her eyes: "Didn’t I say I wouldn’t watch the livestream? Why are you still trying to sell it?"

She thought of something, sat back up: "By the way, system, if Mia’s seven Beast Husbands saw her ’live broadcast’ with Kaelen Vance, what would their reactions be? They should be quite mad, right? Can you project the image in front of Mia’s seven Beast Husbands?"

The system chuckled, its tone carrying some excitement: "Host, that’s quite a wicked move, but I like it! Don’t worry, leave it to me. I’ll make sure Mia’s seven Beast Husbands feast their eyes."

She nodded in satisfaction, lay back down in a good mood, covered herself with the Beast Skin Blanket, closed her eyes to sleep.

Not long after she closed her eyes, the system’s voice echoed in her mind:

"Host, Mia’s seven Beast Husbands have already received the ’broadcast’ footage. Tsk tsk, their reactions are truly remarkable!"

She opened her eyes, couldn’t help but laugh out loud: "Really? What expressions do they have now?"

The system’s voice carried some schadenfreude, "At first, when I projected the footage over, they thought it was an illusion. Later, when they realized it was real, they became very angry, thinking it was The Beast God’s manifestation."

After a pause, it continued: "Wolf Fang’s reaction wasn’t bad, although his face wasn’t great, since he had cheated on Mia with Maya himself, they have nothing to say against each other. Ignis couldn’t stand it, his expression looked like he wanted to eat someone, smashing the stone table with a punch, currently cursing Mia in the cave. The reactions of the other Beast Husbands were similar."

Luna Sutton listened to this, curiously asked: "Didn’t any of them rush to question Mia?"

The system snorted softly, "Question what? Mia’s face is already ruined, even though they’re angry, they won’t rush over to question her. To put it bluntly, they’re not as fond as before, plus Kaelen Vance is quite powerful, sinister and cunning, no one wants to cause trouble, so they tacitly agree Kaelen Vance is Mia’s eighth Beast Husband."

Luna Sutton sneered, only feeling Mia’s seven Beast Husbands were just like that, their attitude changed instantly once her appearance was damaged, which was shallow and sarcastic.

But that’s how most men are at their core.

Just like herself, if not for the system’s transformation, she would still be as hideous as the original host, weighing 300 pounds, small eyes, a flat nose, big buck teeth, and a face full of pimples and pus, ugly and disgusting...

Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood and the others wouldn’t even want to mate with her, let alone look at her for more than a moment.

Although inner beauty is important, you need a good-looking appearance first.

Otherwise, no matter how beautiful you are inside, people will still feel disgusted when they look at you, how can they discover your inner beauty?

Her mind wandered, she soon fell into a deep sleep, not even realizing a man had slipped into the cave.

The man glanced at Luna Sutton sleeping sweetly on the stone bed, his silver eyes flickering, the corners of his mouth curving into a pleasant arc.

It was Corbin Crowley.

He took off the Beast Skin Skirt, quietly climbed onto the stone bed.

His movements were extremely gentle, afraid to wake her.

His gaze fell on her quiet yet delicate face, his expression complex.

Luna Sutton’s transformation was noticed by everyone.

She was once lazy, greedy, a fangirl, ugly, annoying.

And now, she is diligent, wise, beautiful, interesting, seemingly reborn, making him like her more and more.

"Cynthia..."

Corbin Crowley lay beside her, gently holding her, whispering softly, almost inaudibly.

Luna Sutton vaguely felt someone speaking by her ear, suddenly turned over, sleepily opened her eyes. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Their eyes met.

Corbin Crowley froze, and so did she.

"Corbin Crowley?"

She rubbed her eyes, it was too dark at night, she even leaned closer to take a proper look, confirming it was indeed Corbin Crowley, that cheeky man.

He actually climbed into her bed in the middle of the night, what a bold move.

If in the future, several Beast Husbands kept coming to her bed, what would happen?

This habit must be nipped in the bud, and the initiative must be under her control.

She wants to sleep with whoever she likes; when she doesn’t want to, they all have to wait for her to choose.

Luna Sutton unceremoniously kicked him, not worried about losing favorability; 78 was already in the liking stage, it wouldn’t drop so easily.

Corbin Crowley was contemplating how to explain, when suddenly a foot flew towards him, hitting precisely a certain area, his face instantly changed, veins throbbing on his forehead.

"Luna Sutton, you’ve got guts, dare to kick me?"

He looked up at her, face dark, speaking through gritted teeth.

Damn female, of all places, she had to kick there, almost rendering him useless.

She sat up, realizing she kicked where she shouldn’t have, awkwardly smiled.

But on the surface, she remained calm, unyieldingly glaring back: "Who told you to climb into my bed in the middle of the night? If all of you do this, how am I supposed to sleep?"

Corbin Crowley choked on her righteous speech, but his eyes grew more profound.

He slowly stood up, his tall figure looming over her, his voice carrying a hint of danger: "Then how do you suggest we arrange this?"

Luna Sutton raised an eyebrow, instant understanding dawning on her, she smirked: "Simple, whenever I want to go to someone’s place, I’ll naturally go to their cave—"

She deliberately stretched the tone, glancing at him, "Tonight I’m tired, you go back."

She was really exhausted, two consecutive nights of staying up, anyone would be worn out.

Corbin Crowley heard this, his face darkened, "No way, if you don’t want to come to my cave for a month, does that mean I can’t touch you for a whole month? There must be a definite time, like every one of us five taking turns, one night each, whoever’s turn it is, it’s theirs, fair and just, the other females in the tribe are arranged like this too."

She twitched her mouth corner, thinking this dog of a man really knows how to create trouble.

She lazily lay back on the stone bed, her tone teasing: "Taking turns? Then I’ll become your ’tool,’ and I don’t want to be worn out by you guys."

Corbin Crowley frowned, clearly displeased with her attitude, "Then how do you think we should arrange it? We can’t all stay with you and not even touch you, right?"

She blinked, smilingly said: "How about this, every day I’ll choose one person based on my mood and state, the rest can just return to their caves, and if someday, I really want to rest, then I choose no one, and you all don’t come looking for me. This way, it’s fair, and I won’t be tired out, how about it?"

Corbin Crowley was silent for a moment, his gaze sweeping over her face, seemingly evaluating the feasibility of this proposal.

Finally, he slowly nodded: "Alright, we’ll do it your way. But you must mean what you say, don’t deliberately neglect me."

After speaking, he climbed back onto the bed, gently embracing her, burying his head in her neck, softly coaxing: "Cynthia, let me stay tonight, alright? Tomorrow morning, I have to head to The Salt Lake, and don’t know when I’ll return, I’ll miss you..."

Luna Sutton was caught off guard by the sudden tenderness, feeling inexplicably soft inside.

Corbin Crowley was usually domineering, but now he’s like a pleading big cat, making her reluctant to reject him.

She hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly, "Okay."

Ultimately agreeing to let him stay.