Free Web NovelChapter 536: Chapter 398: The Black Beast Skin
Stared at by her friend, Qingcao let out an awkward, dry laugh. "Well, it’s not like it costs anything to look."
Wu Yue’s expression darkened. It felt like another dog was sniffing around her piece of meat...
"You know, I don’t think that red rash of yours is that serious. We don’t need to look at it, let’s just go home."
With that said, Wu Yue turned and shot a glare at the still-scowling Beastman. "What are you still standing there for? You enjoy being stared at?"
’Why did he have to take all his clothes off to go hunting? Shamelessly baring his chest.’
Her jealous tone couldn’t have been more obvious, and Yuan Lang’s foul mood was instantly cured.
’She’s so cute when she’s possessive like this. I love it.’
He gave her a smile. "I’ll bring you some food later."
Then, he strode over to Wu Yue’s side on his long legs.
"From now on, I’ll only let you look."
Wu Yue’s face instantly flushed crimson. ’That guy is just too shameless!’
By the time she thought of something to say, the towering Beastman was already gone from the courtyard.
"Stop staring, he’s long gone. I’m telling you, when are you two going to become mates? You’re so disgustingly lovey-dovey."
Wu Yue’s lip twitched as she looked at Qingcao beside her. "Didn’t I tell you to go home? And... where did you even hear ’lovey-dovey’?"
The moment the words left her mouth, Qingcao’s finger shot up and pointed right at her. "Who else but you?"
Wu Yue: "..."
’Okay, my bad. I guess I really don’t know my own damn self.’
She gave a couple of dry coughs and looked away. "Alright, alright, you should get going."
Qingcao’s face was a mask of disbelief. "Yue, are you really okay with this? Choosing a man over your friend?"
With one foot already in the house, Wu Yue turned back to her. "I think it’s great!"
"Yue, my dearest Yue, please take a look! I’m seriously itching to death! Hurry up and put some of that... that ginger stuff on me."
Qingcao said, scratching furiously at her skin.
Wu Yue rolled her eyes. "As if I’d actually abandon you. Get in here. How am I supposed to examine you while you’re standing in the yard?"
Hearing this, Qingcao’s eyes lit up. She giggled and ran toward her. "I knew it! Yue, you’re the best!"
Inside, after Qingcao removed her Beast Skin, Wu Yue finally got a clear look at the little red bumps on her friend’s body. They looked vaguely familiar.
She scratched her chin, thinking hard. She was sure she’d seen this somewhere before.
"Shouldn’t this be very familiar to you, Dog Host? Didn’t you get it all the time when you went with your friend that one time?"
Wu Yue rubbed her head in embarrassment. "You’re saying this is eczema?"
In her past life, she’d often gotten eczema when she went with a friend to explore an abandoned factory. She never knew if it was something she ate or the environment, but it kept coming back.
It only started to clear up after she stopped going to the factory, and eventually, it never flared up again.
"But I never went to a doctor for it back then, I just used some cream. I have no idea what caused it."
Wu Yue was at a loss. She herself rarely got skin diseases like this.
The Blue Fatty, squatting on the kang bed, stretched out a small paw and prodded disdainfully at the Beast Skin clothes Qingcao had taken off.
Qingcao, who had been waiting for her friend to treat her, was amused by the little fatty’s actions. "Yue, look! Your little beast likes Beast Skin clothes, too."
Wu Yue rolled her eyes. "You’re in so much discomfort, and you still have the energy to watch a little ani—"
She seemed to realize something and looked down at the Blue Fatty, who was covering its little nose as it retreated to a corner. "..."
’What’s with that expression, like you’ve just run into a pile of shit?’
Then, she looked down at the Beast Skin Qingcao had taken off. "Holy shit!"
Qingcao scratched at her red rash. "What’s wrong? Yue?"
’Is my illness that serious? So bad that even Yue can’t treat it?’
Qingcao completely panicked. Her face turned deathly pale as she spun around and grabbed Wu Yue’s hands. "Yue, do I have a serious disease? Is it untreatable? Am I going to die?
Don’t worry, I can take it. Just tell me."
Wu Yue looked at her like she was an idiot. "Qingcao, before I tell you anything, I want to ask you a question."
Qingcao shuddered. ’So, I really am in trouble, aren’t I?’
She sniffled, saying mournfully, "Just ask whatever you need to ask."
Wu Yue raised a trembling hand and pointed to the black Beast Skin on the kang bed. "What kind of Beast Skin is that?"
Qingcao turned to look at the Beast Skin clothes she had taken off and tossed aside. Thinking of the Beastman who had given them to her, a wave of sorrow washed over her, and she let out a wail. "It’s the Sheep Beast Skin that Teng Kun gave me!"
