The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 245 - 221: Cold Shoulder

"It’s nothing."

Luna Sutton hurriedly withdrew her gaze.

Seeing his chest was almost healed, the vine in her palm retracted.

Corbin Crowley didn’t care about his chest injury; he just pulled her hand to his heart, throat moving slightly, voice unusually cautious: "Luna, they say couples always reconcile after a fight, it’s inevitable to have some bumps along the way. Don’t be mad at me, okay?"

Luna Sutton looked up at him, the proud and domineering man who was never so cautious before.

And now she felt a complex emotion in her heart.

However, the anger in her heart wasn’t completely gone, and she felt a bit reluctant to let go of her pride.

"No way!"

She turned her eyes aside, cold-faced, but then heard her stomach let out an untimely "growl".

This damned embarrassment...

Malachi Arcanus was the first to laugh, turning to walk into the pitch-black forest: "Wait here, I’ll go hunt a Crimson-pelt Deer. Its meat is the most tender and nourishes the blood, perfect for a postpartum female."

Despite his harsh language, his straightforward nature means he says whatever is on his mind, but his heart is the softest.

"And dig up a couple of old ginseng roots while you’re at it."

Zeke Veridian glanced at Malachi, adding in a indifferent tone.

"Got it."

Malachi waved his hand, his figure quickly disappearing into the night.

The sound of grass and insects grumbling at his feet floated into Luna Sutton’s ears on the wind: "Another one who doesn’t watch where he’s going! Stepped on my newly grown mushrooms!"

She almost laughed out loud but held back.

"Cold?"

Corbin suddenly pulled her into his arms, his burning palm resting on her lower back.

It was then she realized she was shaking, it was okay during the day, but now at night she felt a bit cold.

Luna Sutton pushed Corbin away, cold-faced, "Don’t think I’ll forgive you just because of this."

Corbin staggered from her push, but his silver eyes revealed a smile, fingers lightly coiling a strand of her hair, saying softly: "Okay, won’t forgive."

Rhys Blackwood suddenly came forward, lifting Luna Sutton in his arms from behind, his cool voice carrying gentle warmth: "Let’s find a cave to spend the night, it’s windy here."

With that, he strode towards the depths of the canyon with Luna Sutton in his arms, feet crushing a few clusters of glowing Night Firefly Grass underfoot.

"Put me down!"

She struggled to be released.

Rhys looked down at her and didn’t insist, gently setting her down.

As soon as her feet landed, she heard the ground flowers and grass wail in grievance: "Easy now! You’re about to break my old back—"

Luna Sutton: "..."

She was so startled she pulled her feet back instantly, standing tiptoe on a bare rock.

Her ears were filled with the constant chatter of complaints.

"This female’s feet are burning hot!"

"There’s a warm empty cave in the rock crevice to the north."

"Behind, in the old bear’s den, there are good things hidden, heard there’s honey there..."

She suddenly tugged at Rhys Blackwood’s sleeve: "Head north, there’s a cave behind the rock crevice."

Rhys, Corbin, and Zeke halted simultaneously.

Corbin’s silver eyes looked at her, unable to stop himself from asking: "How does Luna know?"

"Just...guessing."

She lowered her head to avoid eye contact, suddenly turning to Zeke, "I saw a bear den there during the day, heard that bears like to hide things, go take a look."

Zeke’s emerald eyes flashed with doubt, but he smiled: "Luna’s sharp eyes, even spotted a bear den."

He nodded slightly: "Alright, I’ll take a look, and maybe hunt that bear, bear meat wouldn’t be bad for tonight."

His figure quickly vanished into the shrubbery.

Luna Sutton’s ears rang with chattering cries: "Oh no! That green-eyed wolf cub’s gonna take down the whole bear family—"

Her mouth twitched involuntarily, as she tiptoed north.

Behind her came Corbin’s low laugh: "Luna, walking like this, looks like a squirrel who snuck some fruit."

Her face flushed red, still feeling annoyed, she snapped: "I like it, what’s it to you?"

Corbin was momentarily taken aback by her retort, but then amusement spread in his silver eyes, and suddenly he carried her up and dashed off.

Luna Sutton was stunned for a moment, and when she realized, she angrily hammered his back: "Put me down, you damned man!"

"Damned man?"

Corbin’s silver eyes narrowed slightly, intentionally bouncing her twice, "Luna, you walk like you’re stepping on ants, won’t make it to the cave until daylight."

The plant life exploded with chatter: "Look, look! That silver-eyed male’s snatching a female!"

"That male is running so fast, my spores are scattered all over!"

Rhys silently followed behind, suddenly stepping on a dead branch.

The "crack" mixed with a tragic cry: "My old aching leg..."

Amidst the incessant chattering, they finally reached the northern cave.

The cave was spacious and dry, with a pile of hay in the corner, as if Beastman had temporarily lived there.

As soon as Corbin put Luna Sutton down, a shriek suddenly sounded from the haypile: "Don’t squish me, just had a stinky badger sleeping on me yesterday!"

She jumped away as if electrocuted, straight into Rhys’s arms.

"What’s wrong?"

Rhys steadied her shoulders, looking at her in confusion.

"There are bugs."

She randomly lied, glanced at Corbin Crowley who was chuckling with pursed lips, and fiercely said, "What are you laughing at? Hurry up and find some firewood, and while you’re at it, bring a stone pot over. If you can’t find one, dig it out with your claws yourself. Also, get some bowls and chopsticks."

Corbin Crowley raised an eyebrow, looked at her, wasn’t annoyed despite being snapped at, and smiled indulgently, "Alright, I’ll go right away."

Right now, not to mention asking him to work, even if it was eating sh*t, he probably wouldn’t hesitate.

Men are mostly like this, they don’t cherish what they have until it’s gone.

He quickly walked away.

The "dog man" just left the cave.

A sound came from the pile of hay again, "This female is such a liar, pretending to be afraid of bugs when she clearly smelled the badger stink on me."

Luna Sutton’s gaze turned to the hay pile, and the thing under the hay instantly fell silent.

Anyway, she didn’t dare sleep on that hay pile.

Rhys Blackwood noticed her disdain for bugs in the hay, and thoughtfully took it outside to shake it.

All the ants and little bugs fell out, "This male is terrifying, shaking me so hard that my brain juice is about to come out."

Luna Sutton bit her lower lip hard to keep from laughing out loud.

This skill is good, but it’s just too noisy.

She spoke to the system in her mind, "System, can this sound be muted? It’s really noisy, maybe open it when I need it?"

"The host can choose silent mode."

The system replied in her mind.

"How to mute it?"

She asked doubtfully in her heart.

"I can adjust it for you, just call me when you need it, and I’ll help you turn it on."

The system muttered as it operated, and the surroundings instantly became quiet.

Only the sound of Rhys Blackwood spreading hay remained.

Corbin Crowley soon returned with a bundle of firewood.

Soon after, he brought back a stone pot, seeing the marks, you could tell it was freshly dug out by wolf claws.

Inside were freshly dug out bowls and chopsticks.

She glanced at him in surprise but didn’t say anything.

The fire pile was quickly ignited, crackling.

Neat stones surrounded it, with the stone pot propped on top.

Inside, hot water was bubbling, and white steam was rising.

Malachi Arcanus returned with a processed Crimson-pelt Deer and was holding a piece of wild ginseng.

He threw the prey to the ground, and splattered blood spots stained Luna Sutton’s dress hem.

She deliberately voiced her dislike, "Ugh, so dirty."

Then jumped by Rhys Blackwood’s side, not giving Malachi Arcanus a second glance.

Those nasty things "dog" called her still linger in her heart.

And he cursed so harshly.

Malachi Arcanus’s hand froze in mid-air.

Rhys Blackwood squatted by the fire, whittling wooden sticks, amusement flashing in his eyes, "Serves you right."

"I didn’t do it on purpose!"

Malachi Arcanus kicked a pebble by his foot, which bounced off the cave wall and hit him precisely on the back of the head.

Zeke Veridian entered holding a jar of honey, couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight, "Karma."

The cave soon filled with the aroma of meat, making the stomach even hungrier.

Luna Sutton sat hugging her knees opposite the hay, deliberately staying far from Corbin Crowley and Malachi Arcanus.

Only talking and laughing with Rhys Blackwood and Zeke Veridian.

Completely ignoring Corbin Crowley’s attentive gestures.

Malachi Arcanus tried to chat several times, but she didn’t respond.

After several attempts, Malachi Arcanus’s violent temper flared, and he couldn’t stand it.

"I’ve never been treated this way in my life."

He slammed the venison he was holding aside, his expression ugly, "What’s the big deal in cursing you a couple of times? If you’re pissed, you can curse me back, curse however you like, but what’s the deal with ignoring people?"

Luna Sutton didn’t even lift her eyelids, leisurely taking Crimson-pelt Deer meat sliced with ginseng from Zeke Veridian, "Curse you? I’m afraid I’ll dirty my mouth."

Malachi Arcanus was so angry he spun around three times, suddenly found a stick and handed it to her, "Come, come, hit me! Hit me until you’re satisfied, this ignoring has me afraid I’ll suffocate sooner or later."

She glanced at him indifferently, not reaching for it.

Thinking how Malachi Arcanus really couldn’t keep his cool, just ignoring him made him explode.

Look at Corbin Crowley, that "dog man", his mindset is steady, showing attentiveness and speaking as appropriate, not affected at all.

She took chopsticks, bent her head to eat venison slowly, catching sight of Malachi Arcanus tugging his hair out of anxiety.

Strangely, her mood improved quite a bit.

Honey water passed by Zeke Veridian was intercepted by Corbin Crowley, who attentively handed it to her, "Luna, honey water takes away the greasiness."

"I’m eating venison, just put it down for now."

She said with a complex expression, then didn’t pay him any more attention.

Corbin Crowley’s silver eyes darkened slightly, he placed the honey water to the side lightly, naturally saying, "Alright, drink it after you finish the venison."

Luna Sutton swept a side glance at him, silently thinking: This "dog man" has impressive psychological resilience.