The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 208 - 198: Fear

"Why are you so responsible? It’s not good for a female to be too strong. Sometimes, a bit of vulnerability makes a male feel more affection for you."

Malachi laughed as he approached, his arms propped against the stone bed beside her, his honey-colored chest nearly pressing against her nose, full of aggression.

Luna Sutton’s nose bumped into his burning hot chest muscles, and the aroma of deer meat mixed with strong hormonal scent filled the air of the cave.

The tips of her ears warmed, and she couldn’t help but reflect inwardly on whether she was being too strong.

Men love women who are weak, like little white rabbits.

Just like Chloe Callahan, with a single tear, Caleb Manning would willingly die for her.

She worked hard to give birth to so many offspring, but in the end, she only earned 10 points of favorability each.

Ultimately, it was because she gave birth too easily.

Due to taking the Painless Childbirth Pill, she didn’t even shout once throughout the process.

Under such circumstances, how would a man feel distressed? He wouldn’t understand her sacrifices and pain.

Instead, he feels that giving birth, extending the progeny for males, is a responsibility.

It’s nothing significant.

Luna Sutton suddenly realized, understanding where her problem lay.

She lowered her eyelids, feigned weakness, and covered her chest, "Malachi... don’t be so close to me, I feel a bit dizzy."

Corbin Crowley glanced coldly at Malachi, flicked an ice blade with his fingers, "She just gave birth, very weak. Are you trying to suffocate her?" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Instinctively, Malachi leaned back, dodging the ice blade.

He raised an eyebrow and chuckled, his demeanor roguish.

But his gaze toward Luna Sutton was meaningful, "Heh... you learn quickly, pretending rather convincingly."

He clearly saw through Luna Sutton’s act.

But this trick is effective, didn’t you see Corbin Crowley getting anxious and taking action?

Luna Sutton wasn’t fazed even when exposed, simply leaning into Rhys Blackwood’s arms, frowning lightly: Who’s pretending? I’m really feeling dizzy right now..."

Rhys’ arm stiffened, and when he looked down, he saw her slightly trembling lashes, an unusual appearance of concern showed on his cold face.

Right now, he couldn’t care less about the snake eggs.

He gently helped her lie properly, carefully covered her with the Beast Skin Blanket, his voice unexpectedly gentle: "If you’re dizzy, just lie still, don’t move. I’ll incubate the snake eggs later, you don’t need to worry, your priority is to recover."

"Ding! Rhys’ favorability increased by 3, reaching 88. Please keep it up, host."

Hearing the system’s cheerful voice in her mind, Luna Sutton gently curled her lips.

Indeed, showing weakness is more effective than being strong.

She was about to add fuel to the fire.

Suddenly, Lyle Sutton impatiently waved his hand, "Alright, alright, those who need to feed, feed; those who need to hatch eggs, hatch; those who need to stew soup, stew; stop crowding here and let Luna rest."

Seeing that none of them wanted to leave.

His face darkened, and he couldn’t help bellowing again: "Get out of here, all of you!"

As the crowd was driven out of the cave.

Malachi lazily leaned against the cave entrance, whistling to Luna Sutton inside the cave: "Little Luna, wait till you get better..."

Before he finished, Zeke Veridian kicked him out.

Malachi skillfully spun around to avoid it, his wolf tail sweeping Zeke, causing him to stagger, and he caught his wrist, pinning him against the stone wall.

With their chests pressed together, he suddenly lowered his voice, "What are you afraid of? I won’t touch her now; I’m not that beastly."

"You better remember what you said."

Zeke coldly glanced at Malachi’s face, inches away, warning him icily.

Thinking of something, he suddenly said, "Tonight, accompany me to the Glacian Chasm."

Malachi raised an eyebrow, releasing him, his gaze full of meaning: "For the Blood-crystal Deer?"

"What do you think?"

Zeke flicked the wrinkled sleeve, turning away, moonlight outlining his cool silhouette: "Depart at midnight, don’t delay."

Malachi laughed with wild abandon, "I should be the one saying that."

He glanced at the dim firelight inside the cave, his Adam’s apple moved, "Heh, I do want a Little Luna to give birth..."

The cave quieted down, only the occasional gentle crackle from the torch on the stone wall remained.

Rhys transformed into his original giant snake form, his body coiled in circles like a massive nest, carefully surrounding the eight snake eggs in the center, his cold scales tightly pressed to the eggshell, incubating them slowly with his warmth.

Corbin Crowley, remembering the three little pups hadn’t eaten since birth, suddenly grabbed their neck backs and tucked them into Luna Sutton’s bed: "Luna, feed them."

Luna Sutton stared at the fluffy, scrambling "aww, aww..."

The three wolf pups crawling around, her whole body stiffened, feeling a wave of scalp numbness.