Is the wicked female fat and ugly? All the beast husbands are vying to wash her skirt.

Chapter 168 How Do People with Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder Keep Watch? (Part 2)
Su Luoluo never imagined that Fufeng would be stuck on his germaphobia.

To be honest, she had heard about some unusual behaviors of people with extreme germaphobia during the apocalypse. For example, they would wipe things with high-concentration alcohol to disinfect them after touching them, and they would have to change into indoor clothes when entering a room. The clothes they wore when going out and when they wore indoor clothes had to be completely different, otherwise they would feel very dirty, and so on.

She personally felt that these people had exaggerated the effects of bacteria and viruses, developing a psychological obsession with cleanliness.

Although she didn't quite agree, she still expressed some understanding.

But she never imagined that these germaphobes would maintain such a high level of cleanliness in the sex industry as well.

She couldn't help but wonder if people like that would never get married or have children.

After all, he thought it was dirty.

She was aware of Fufeng's obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness; when they first met, he was wary of even eating at the same table.

Over the past few days, he has gradually adapted, and Su Luoluo thought that his germaphobia had lessened, but she never expected that he would think that sex was dirtier than eating.

If Su Luoluo weren't afraid that laughing would affect Fufeng's performance, she really wanted to burst out laughing right now.

With such eccentric people around, there's definitely a lot of fun to be had.

She figured she couldn't comfort herself about this.

So she rested her head on her arm and watched with great interest as Fufeng struggled with his own thoughts.

She was very curious whether Fufeng could break through his psychological defenses today.

He had such a strong sense of ritual, but in the end, he couldn't do it himself.

Thinking of this, Su Luoluo couldn't help but click her tongue inwardly. If the others knew about this, they would laugh themselves to death.

Su Luoluo watched Fufeng with a sense of schadenfreude.

Fu Feng, on the other hand, fell into self-doubt and inner turmoil.

How to do?
He genuinely felt it was very dirty.

The thought that his feathers, which he had spent the whole morning carefully grooming, had been messed up because he was with Su Luoluo made him feel a little sad.

But having offspring is also important, and he was the last of the five beastmen to mate with Su Luoluo.

If he doesn't succeed today, he'll be behind Xi Yi in line.

As a dragon sparrow, he couldn't accept that he was the last one to mate with Su Luoluo.

He felt a pang of sadness when he was last in line last time.

Fu Feng was torn between two opposing forces, his mind swaying left and right, unable to make a decision.

Su Luoluo seems quite clean now, and she's very well-groomed. She... shouldn't be dirty, right?

Thinking of this, Fu Feng glanced at Su Luoluo.

With that glance, he noticed Su Luoluo looking at him with a smile.

He would never forget that look in his eyes; it was somewhat mocking.

This is how she looks when she laughs at her own feathers during the day.

Fu Feng's conflicted feelings were instantly replaced by Su Luoluo's teasing gaze.

He strode over, his face dark with anger. "Su Luoluo, what were you laughing at just now? Were you laughing at me?"

Su Luoluo blinked, coughed lightly, and feigned innocence, saying, "What did you say?"

Fu Feng snorted, "Stop pretending, I saw it, you were just making fun of me."

"What do you mean?" Su Luoluo blinked guiltily. "You must have seen wrong."

There was no mistake; that look was obvious. As an orc, being mocked by a female over sex was something even the most fastidious Fu Feng couldn't tolerate at this moment.

His nameless anger suddenly flared up from within, and he then pressed down on her, saying fiercely, "I won't let you have the chance to laugh at me."

Su Luoluo raised an eyebrow. Had she accidentally angered him?
It seems like by some twist of fate, she helped him break down his mental defenses.

Tsk tsk, what a pity, it ended so quickly?
She thought he wouldn't be able to come to a conclusion tonight.

Having already won over several beastmen, Su Luoluo was no novice in this matter, and she was ready to wait for Fufeng's next move.

After waiting for a long time, it seemed that he was stuck again.

Su Luoluo chuckled inwardly; this germaphobe seemed to be extremely obsessive-compulsive.

Okay, she overestimated him just now. His psychological defenses haven't been broken down at all, and he's still struggling with his decision.

Su Luoluo was bored and wanted to wander around aimlessly, but Fu Feng was lying too close to her, and he would easily notice if she moved even slightly.

She stepped back, and this movement immediately alerted Fu Feng, who leaned closer again.

Because both of them were moving, Fu Feng's hand unexpectedly touched Su Luoluo's chest.

After sensing something, Fu Feng was first stunned, and then a strange emotion flowed through his heart.

This feeling was indescribable, like something pricking his heart, giving him a strange sensation.

He suddenly wanted to get closer to Su Luoluo, and her flesh felt soft and elastic, completely different from the flesh on his own body.

Hers is softer, smoother, and more elastic.

Fu Feng subconsciously glanced down and noticed that Su Luoluo's body was heaving and trembling. As he looked at her, his body began to feel hot.

Slowly, his hormones surged, his eyes darkened, and his hand unconsciously reached forward.

He swallowed hard.

It was the same feel as before, and because there was more to grip, it felt softer and more elastic.

After taking a step back, Su Luoluo was still wondering how long Fufeng would dawdle tonight, and she felt a little sleepy.

However, just a second after she finished her exclamation, she suddenly realized that Fufeng, who had just been walking on the dirt road, had suddenly gotten onto the highway.

he……

Once people break through the defenses, they become bolder.

Fu Feng was in that situation. After feeling that Su Luoluo's touch was very pleasant, he put his hand inside Su Luoluo's animal-patterned bodice.

How can this dragon sparrow be so fast!
Su Luoluo felt caught off guard, and although he was clearly a novice, she didn't know why he seemed very experienced.

Before long, he had figured it out on his own and started feeling his way backward.

Su Luoluo's entire weight was leaning back. The chair in primitive society was just a wooden board without a backrest, so her back was now suspended in the air. With Fufeng pulling her like this, she was exhausted and her back felt like it was about to break.

She quickly reached out and pushed Fufeng, "Go to bed."

Upon hearing this, Fu Feng hesitated for a moment, but before long, he had Su Luoluo in his arms and fell onto the bed.

Nothing feels more comfortable than this moment.

With a support point on her back, Su Luoluo felt much more comfortable instantly.

However, she didn't have much time to relax before she found herself in new trouble.

(End of this chapter)