The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 86: Want to Be Her Sixth Beast Husband?

Chapter 86: Chapter 86: Want to Be Her Sixth Beast Husband?

Luna Sutton’s expression shifted unpredictably. She gritted her teeth and decided to give it a try for the sake of avoiding social embarrassment and those 50 bags of toilet paper.

At worst, she could lose face, and at most, be mocked by the jerk.

Her eyes wandered, and she saw the jerk standing under a tree in the distance, arms crossed, leaning against the trunk.

The bright moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting a mysterious glow on his exceptionally handsome face.

His gaze was fixed intently over here, pondering who knows what.

Their eyes met.

She felt inexplicably guilty and a bit nervous.

Although she had decided to entangle with the jerk, she was inexperienced.

In her past life in the apocalypse, she had been busy searching for supplies, and men were not as important as filling her stomach.

So, she had no real experience in seducing men.

She quickly looked away, pretending not to see him, hesitating to find the right words.

Should she just throw herself at him?

No, no, she couldn’t act so boldly.

Moreover, she lacked the strength to tackle him. If he rejected or kicked her, it would be humiliating beyond belief.

Invite him?

How could she say that?

Should she really say, "Hey, I’m in heat, let’s mate?"

The thought alone was so embarrassing she could dig a three-bedroom apartment with her toes.

She couldn’t help but rub her face, cursing the system hundreds of times in her heart.

What kind of lousy idea was this stupid system giving her?

Her gaze fell back on Corbin Crowley, noticing that he kept glancing at her intentionally or not, sparking a thought.

Could it be that the jerk had similar thoughts?

The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The jerk was a regular male. How could he not react to the pheromones she emitted?

Suddenly, she considered letting the jerk take the initiative.

If he tackled her, she could pretend to resist while secretly complying.

In this way, she would save face and complete her side quest.

Luna Sutton schemed internally, though outwardly maintaining her composure, slowly gnawing on her roasted meat.

In her mind, she pondered how to make the jerk take the initiative.

Direct seduction?

No way, too forward, and she couldn’t do it even if she wanted to.

Hint?

How should she hint?

She looked down at herself, an idea forming suddenly.

She stood up slowly, walking to the edge of the Umbraflow, examining her condition in the moonlight.

Her period had stained her beast skin skirt, creating a conspicuously red patch at her rear, which was visible despite the dark fabric.

Her face flushed. This appearance was a major embarrassment.

No wonder everyone had been looking at her strangely.

She crouched, washing her hands and face before sipping on the cool river water, her mouth dry from the roasted meat.

She didn’t clean the bloodstains on her skirt but returned to the fire.

As she walked back.

She deliberately walked back and forth in front of Corbin Crowley, coyly squatting to add firewood, making sure he saw the red patch on her rear.

She sneaked a peek at Corbin with her peripheral vision, noticing him eyeing her, his throat bobbing, his gaze deep and intense.

There was hope!

Feeling a flicker of hope, she continued to pretend not to notice his gaze.

She shifted her direction, facing the jerk, bending to continue adding wood, exposing her ample chest.

After completing her tasks, she didn’t look at him further, her demeanor as calm as always, as if she’d merely gone to wash and drink, adding a bit of wood naturally.

Corbin Crowley’s attention followed her silhouette, throat bobbing, his gaze dark and deep.

As she strutted over earlier, he caught the strong scent of blood. Now, seeing the conspicuously red patch on her rear and her exaggerated chest size,

how could he remain clueless?

His lips curled slightly, internally scoffing, "This plump woman is rather clever, using her heat to seduce me."

Watching her closely, he repeatedly fought the urge to approach.

Luna Sutton watched his reaction secretly, growing anxious as he remained still.

Could it be the jerk didn’t get her hints?

That couldn’t be right.

Did he dislike her so much he’d rather restrain himself than approach her?

Thinking this, she felt deeply irritated.

She gritted her teeth, daring herself to act boldly.

"Ouch, my stomach hurts..."

She suddenly clutched her abdomen, crying out in pain, curling by the fire pit.

If this didn’t bring him over, she’d run out of ideas.

Corbin Crowley’s attention had always been on her. Seeing her curled up, clutching her belly and crying, he furrowed his brow tightly.

What was wrong with this plump woman? Why did her stomach hurt out of nowhere?

Had she eaten something bad?

He thought about approaching to inquire, but then remembered Luna Sutton had supernatural Wood Element healing abilities.

"She doesn’t even know how to heal herself from a stomach ache. Dumb. She deserves the pain," he thought sarcastically, dismissing the idea completely.

Finn Arcanus, Yuri Ashwood, Jett, and other Beastmen all turned their eyes toward them.

"Luna Sutton, what’s wrong? Are you okay?"

Yuri Ashwood put down his roasted meat and approached, smelling the enticing scent that made his cheeks flush with awkwardness.

Luna Sutton was startled when Yuri Ashwood approached, fearing her plan would be seen through. Clutching her stomach, she awkwardly said, "I don’t know, it just suddenly hurts a lot."

Yuri Ashwood frowned. A sudden stomachache? Could it be related to her heat?

He had heard that some females experienced stomach pain during their heat.

Yet, he had no idea how to handle such a situation.

As the scent from Luna Sutton filled him, he felt more and more restless, his red furry wolf tail revealing itself and swaying uncontrollably.

Noticing his own reaction, Yuri Ashwood’s face turned increasingly awkward as he quickly retracted his tail.

He coughed softly, embarrassed, "So, how can I help you?"

Corbin Crowley witnessed the entire scene, suddenly feeling annoyed.

Why he felt so was unclear to him.

Luna Sutton, eyeing Corbin from the corner of her eye, noticed his expression suddenly darken, prompting her to formulate a plan.

She intentionally raised her voice so the jerk in the distance could hear, "Yuri Ashwood, could you help rub my belly? It’s really uncomfortable. Maybe a rub would help."

Yuri Ashwood hadn’t anticipated such a request.

Looking at her pained expression, then at Corbin’s gloomy face in the distance, he froze.

He wanted to help rub Luna Sutton’s belly, but didn’t dare to.

Yet not rubbing seemed unbearable when she looked so in pain.

For a moment, Yuri Ashwood was caught in a dilemma, his hand hanging awkwardly in mid-air, uncertain of what to do.

Nearby, leaning against the tree, Corbin Crowley’s face became darker, practically dripping with intensity.

His annoyance was inexplicable. Watching Yuri’s hand about to land on Luna’s belly, a fire of irritation burned within.

Especially seeing her pained expression made him even more agitated.

He knew she had healing abilities, yet didn’t heal herself. This stupidity was beyond him.

He mentally scolded Luna Sutton countless times.

As Yuri Ashwood’s hand was about to touch Luna’s belly, Corbin could no longer hold back and walked over, opening with sarcasm, "Yuri Ashwood, why are you, a male, rubbing her belly? She’s in heat currently. Or do you want to become her sixth Beast Husband?"