The evil female is weak and the males of the whole continent are out of control and fall.

Chapter 451 Hot Heart
That afternoon, the snow temporarily stopped, and the light inside the cave became slightly brighter.

Bai Wanwan pulled out a piece of tanned deer hide that was still relatively soft, and also found several polished bone needles and twisted animal sinew thread.

She sat by the fire pit, spread the deerskin on her knees, clumsily gestured the size of the cub, and then painstakingly poked it with a bone needle.

She hoped to at least do something for the children herself, even if it was just a small animal skin skirt.

The needle had barely pierced the edge of the animal hide when Hua Han appeared beside her.

"Wanwan!" He immediately approached and scooped the deerskin and bone needles into his arms, his movements so fast they created a gust of wind.

"This is hard on the eyes, and look how sharp these bone needles are, what if you prick your hand? Let me do it, I'll make them for the kids!"

"Hua Han, I have to learn to do things myself. I can't rely on you for everything..." She reached out to take it back.

"Why can't you rely on us for everything? We're right here beside you, Wanwan, you can try to rely on us..."

As he spoke, his almond-shaped eyes sparkled.

Bai Wanwan wasn't stupid. Hua Han had been making his feelings for her so obvious these past few days; how could she not know his thoughts about her?

She didn't dislike some of his little schemes, but she wasn't ready to accept another beastly husband.

Because she already has enough beastmen around her; any more and they'll start fighting.

She had no choice but to turn her gaze away and pretend she hadn't noticed his subconscious.

The light in Hua Han's eyes dimmed slightly. What a heartless female... But, what could he do? He just liked her like this.

Hua Han sighed resignedly and began sewing leather skirts for the cubs.

Suddenly, his eyelids twitched.

Bai Wanwan's job was taken away again, so she had to go and sort the animal hides.

As she finished tidying up the animal hides and walked around the fire pit, she heard a gasp that was being suppressed but was still clear: "Hiss!"

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw Hua Han holding the animal skin tightly, smiling at her.

Bai Wanwan's gaze fell on his curled-up hands. Without saying a word, she slowly approached him.

"Hold out your hand, let me see it."

Her words made Hua Han grip the animal hide even tighter.

“Let me see,” she repeated.

Hua Han's beautiful fox-like eyes flickered. "Wanwan, it's alright."

As she spoke, Bai Wanwan grabbed his wrist, which he was trying to hide behind his back, with a firm yet gentle touch, and pulled it in front of her.

The animal hide fell to the ground, and Hua Han clenched his fists, trying to distract her, "Wanwan, the cubs need you..."

Bai Wanwan didn't even turn her head. With a slight force, she pried open his tightly clenched fist.

His eyes narrowed slightly: on his well-defined, calloused fingers, especially his index finger and thumb, there were several needle marks of varying depths. One of the newest wounds was slowly oozing a round bead of blood, which looked particularly crimson in the firelight.

There were also several obvious red and swollen spots nearby, clearly marks left by repeated pricking.

“You…” Bai Wanwan frowned.

Hua Han's hand was quickly pulled back. He haphazardly wiped away the blood beads with the thumb of his other hand, and a reassuring smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Hey, what's this? I'm tough as nails, it doesn't hurt at all, really! Look, I'll make a few more for the kids, practice makes perfect, they'll learn quickly..."

Eager to prove himself, he reached for the bone needle and animal hide again. "Don't move!" She gripped his injured finger firmly again, this time with even more force, leaving him no room to dodge.

She pulled him to the best-lit spot by the fire pit, pretending to rummage through her animal-skin skirt for wound medicine.

She lowered her head, dipped a clean, soft cloth in the ointment, and gently applied it to his fine wounds, her fingertips feeling slightly cool.

Her movements were focused and gentle, her long eyelashes casting small shadows in the firelight.

Hua Han's voice was stuck in her throat.

He could only stare blankly at her face, which was so close to his.

The firelight flickered, gilding her delicate features with a warm golden edge. Her slightly furrowed brow and focused gaze were more captivating than any treasure of the beast world.

She was so close that he could even smell the faint scent of grass and trees in her hair mixed with the unique milky scent of the cubs.

Each time her gentle breath brushed against his injured fingertips, the faint warmth seemed to carry a wildfire, instantly spreading throughout his body and reaching his heart.

My heart felt as if it were being tightly gripped by a burning hand, each beat heavy and scorching.

An unprecedented impulse and desire, like awakened lava, surged deep within his chest, almost bursting through the dam of reason.

His eyes uncontrollably turned deep and dark, like a bottomless, icy pool, churning with a burning, stubborn light.

Wanwan, no matter what price I have to pay or how many hardships I have to endure in this life, I will become your beast husband!

I want to take care of you openly and honestly, protect you and your cubs, and stay by your side for the rest of my life!

"All right."

After applying the ointment, Bai Wanwan gently blew on his fingertips, trying to help the slightly cool medicine penetrate more quickly.

She had been squatting for too long, and when she suddenly stood up, everything went black before her eyes. A wave of dizziness washed over her, and she staggered uncontrollably, about to fall backward!
"Wanwan..."

Immediately afterwards, a pair of strong, powerful arms wrapped around her.

Hua Han almost instinctively pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.

That embrace, burning with masculine heat, enveloped her instantly like an impenetrable net.

Her white cheeks collided with his hard, warm chest, and Hua Han's scent, a mixture of ice, snow, pine, and a faint smell of blood, instantly enveloped her.

This sudden intimate contact made Hua Han's heart race, her face instantly flushed, and her hands unconsciously tightened.

Bai Wanwan was startled, noticing his movement, and patted his arm, "Hua Han, I'm fine, let go..."

However, the arms that were gripping her waist, back, and shoulders did not loosen; instead, they tightened even more.

She could clearly feel his heart pounding wildly beneath his chest, each beat striking her eardrums.

Hua Han lowered her head, her hot breath brushing against her earlobe. The longing that had been suppressed and brewing for so long finally broke through all restraints, trembling with a desperate courage, and exploded clearly in her ear:

"Wanwan!"

His voice was terribly hoarse, as if it had been sanded down with sandpaper, "I love you! Let me become your beast husband, to rightfully take care of you, protect you, and your cubs, okay?"

The last three words, as light as a sigh yet as heavy as a thousand pounds, offered his whole, burning heart to her without reservation.

Only the crackling of the burning firewood in the cave and his heavy, thunderous heartbeat amplified infinitely in the silence remained.

(End of this chapter)