Interstellar Beast World: The Ferocious Beast Husband Has a Wild Mind

Chapter 125 I Will Always Stand Behind You

Sang Qing sat in General Curry's office to calm himself down.

"I'm sorry, Comrade Sang Qing. It was my poor management that caused you this trouble."

General Curry walked over and knelt down in front of Sang Qing, his eyes filled with deep remorse.

“I will deal with those orcs. They’ve been loafing around in the compound for too long and need to go out on missions. As for the other voices, I promise they will never appear in front of you again.”

"Feel sorry……"

Seeing the little girl's listless appearance, Curry felt as if a stone was pressing on his heart, making him extremely uncomfortable.

An apology did not lessen his guilt in the slightest.

He failed to stop the malicious words in time, and instead tried to resolve the matter peacefully, but things only got worse.

He was the head of the institute, and he was bound by rules and regulations, which restricted him from doing things as freely as Shi Ying and the others.

He was the one who invited the girl in, but he failed to protect her.

These thoughts of the beastmen are human nature that has existed since ancient times. Even if he can explicitly prohibit them and control the voices on the surface, he cannot eliminate the worst aspects of human nature at its root.

very weak.

"It's okay, Admiral Curry, I'm not that fragile." Sang Qing took a breath and calmed down, but her eyes still uncontrollably reddened.

She knew that she couldn't control this kind of thing.

Resources are scarce, and those who don't get any will always have complaints.

People do not suffer from scarcity but from inequality.

It's like giving bread to refugees—it's well-intentioned, but it's a drop in the ocean. People feel it's not enough and want to take it themselves, which eventually turns into a fight, and the owner might even get injured in the process.

She knew from the beginning that not everyone knows how to be grateful.

She knew from the beginning that human nature is greedy.

When she did this, she had already anticipated that her good intentions might be betrayed and might bring her trouble.

She understands the reasons, but she still gets sad.

Can't control it.

Curry observed the little girl's expression and seemed somewhat at a loss.

He spent most of his time on the battlefield and couldn't even comfort his own wife, let alone a young girl. He could only give Sang Qing two pieces of paper and said palely, "Don't cry, I'll go call Shi Ying in."

"You'll stay here; no one will come in to disturb you."

Then General Curry went out and called Shi Ying in.

The door was closed, and the crowd outside was dispersed.

Shi Ying came in, but when she saw the girl with red eyes sitting on the chair, her heart ached.

The delicate little bodhisattva is destined to be easily pricked by sharp thorns.

Those good-for-nothings are truly hateful.

Shi Ying walked over and gently patted Sang Qing's head.

"If you want to cry, just cry. There's no need to hold it in."

Sang Qing sniffed and stubbornly turned her head away.

These people aren't worth your tears.

Besides, tears solve nothing, so why should she cry?

Shi Ying wasn't good at comforting people, but he knew that Sang Qing really liked her beast form.

So it transformed into a beast form.

Due to space constraints in the office, it was deliberately made smaller than its largest beast form.

The black beast stepped forward, lowered its head, carefully retracted its barbs, and stuck out its tongue to lick Sang Qing's face.

A tingling, moist sensation spread across Sang Qing's face, causing her to pause in surprise.

It felt like tiny electric currents were running through my body, and I shuddered.

"Shiying..."

She reached out and covered Shi Ying's face, somewhat uncomfortable, to prevent him from continuing to lick.

Shi Ying awkwardly licked Sang Qing's hand, offering words of comfort:
"You did nothing wrong, they were the ones who were wrong. Don't blame yourself."

Shi Ying leaned closer and rubbed her big head against Sang Qing's hand and face.

"Do whatever you want, I... will always stand behind you." He can be her weapon, she can use him however she wants.

Sang Qing stared blankly at the pair of golden eyes in front of her, which seemed to shimmer with light and were extremely beautiful. The voice in her ear was deliberately softened and deep and seductive.

He pressed his nose against his palm, silently telling her that she could touch him when she was sad.

The cat is comforting her.

Okay, Sang Qing's nose felt a little sore.

In fact, she had walked a very long way by herself, and sometimes she longed for a warm embrace so that she could lean on it for a while.

She clearly convinced herself not to take it to heart, and she clearly managed to hold back her tears when faced with boundless malice.

But a single word of comfort from Shi Ying could shatter the strength she had painstakingly built up.

"Woo~"

Sang Qing couldn't bear it any longer and pounced on the big cat, burying her head in her favorite fur.

She is human too; she can get hurt.

She had already done her job exceptionally well, yet she was still criticized and attacked. How could she not feel wronged?
Tears solve nothing; no one sheds tears to solve a problem.

But this is a normal way to release emotions. She allows herself to be vulnerable for a while, and after crying, she learns to grow.

The black panther caught the girl who pounced on him steadily, then crouched down to make her more comfortable in his embrace.

Tears soaked his prized fur, but he felt no anger at all; he only felt a tightness in his chest.

Some of his tears slid down his hairline and onto the skin inside his neck, splashing with a scalding heat.

He stretched out his claws and carefully held the person in his arms.

so small.

A tiny little ball.

How could someone so small and fragile have the courage to act like a little bodhisattva surrounded by wolves?

When the little Bodhisattva cries, it is always a simple cry.

She kept all her grievances to herself and refused to tell anyone.

It's really...heartbreaking.

Her petite body swayed in his arms as she nestled close to him.

It was as if he was his only support.

Only she herself could see the little bodhisattva's heartbreaking state.

His gaze fell on the girl, and unspoken feelings quietly spread.

Sunlight streamed through the window, and a majestic beast, as imposing as a mountain, carefully cradled a girl in its arms, its expression focused, like a dragon and its treasure.

A human and a beast nestled together, closely pressed close.

Perhaps it was the comfort of the leopard's embrace, or perhaps it was the bond of the contract, but before long, the pent-up emotions in Sang Qing's heart dissipated considerably.

After calming down, Sang Qing got up from Shi Ying and sincerely said "thank you".

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a patch of slumped, damp skin on Leopard's body. Her little face flushed slightly, and she felt a little embarrassed about her earlier lapse in composure.

Leopard remained as aloof as ever, giving a curt "hmm".

It sticks out its tongue to lick its fur.

However, because the wet fur was on the side of the neck, he couldn't reach it even after licking it several times.

The scene was somewhat comical, and Sang Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The leopard seemed a little embarrassed, as its last licking motion was so choppy it looked like it was stuck in time.

Finally, it simply transformed into human form, giving her a cold, seemingly displeased look.

Sang Qing smiled and took a tissue from the table beside her.

When he got close, he stood on tiptoe.

Just as Shi Ying was about to reach out to wipe it, her clothes were suddenly ripped off.

"do not move."

The warm breath swept across my neck, making the water droplets feel cool.

Shi Ying felt a tingling, burning sensation spreading to her ears.