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Chapter 198 I Love You, Baby
Upon hearing this, Qinglan and Danyue exchanged a glance.

Both of them were the shy type, a rarity on the beastman continent. They were usually the ones being dominated in bed, so they were naturally hesitant to remove their animal skins in public. Their slender fingers rested on their waists, and they hesitated to move.

As for Luo Heng, she hugged her stiff arms even tighter, looking at Fu Ying with a complicated expression, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Teng was the most straightforward.

He raised an eyebrow, a playful smile playing on his thin lips, and casually ripped off the animal skin from his body. Instantly, a wild and muscular physique was revealed to everyone, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a sharp waistline, every inch of his muscles brimming with explosive power.

What is most striking is the astonishingly powerful physique that is present even when relaxed.

Fu Ying glanced at it; its size was particularly impressive, casting an arrogant shadow in the flickering firelight.

Teng was an unruly person. He casually tossed the animal skin to the ground without any shame. He even turned to look at the group and let out a contemptuous sneer: "What? You're scared? Afraid of being inferior to Aying?"

These words created a tense atmosphere.

Fuying sighed and rubbed her forehead. She wasn't that bored to make them take off their clothes and compare these things.

Seeing the various expressions on everyone's faces, and the tense atmosphere, it seemed as if a competition was about to begin at any moment.

"Uh, well, I was too hasty and didn't think things through. How about we do it one by one? I'll change Teng's clothes first, you guys wait a moment." After saying that, Fu Ying picked up a set of clothes, grabbed the still-showing-off Teng, and hurriedly ran into the bamboo house. With a bang, everyone's view was blocked.

Even Teng's teasing remark, "Aying is in such a hurry," was blown away by the wind.

Bai Cang raised an eyebrow and gently lifted a garment with his slender fingertips. The soft texture was not animal hide, but rather resembled clothing made by silkworm beastmen, somewhat similar to what Tuanzi was wearing.

He turned his head to look at the group, his thin lips slightly raised, and said in a calm and unhurried voice, "It's rare to see Aying so happy."

With just one simple sentence, the tense bodies of several men relaxed.

Yes, their little females are always busy, seemingly never stopping, and rarely as enthusiastic and energetic as they are today.

Just now, the light that shone in her eyes was brighter and more vibrant than the bonfire tonight.

Bamboo house.

As soon as she stepped inside, Teng pressed Fuying against the door frame and lowered his eyes to bite her lips.

After a deep kiss, Teng let out a low, hoarse breath, characteristic of snake-beastmen: "Aying..."

Fu Ying immediately raised her hand to cover his lips, turning her face away, afraid of being bewitched: "Don't rush, let's get down to business first."

Suddenly, Fuying noticed his snake tongue gently licking her palm. Her eyes twitched, and she glared at him irritably. She then put the black shirt she was holding on him, her slender fingers deftly moving between the buttons.

Teng leaned down, his warm breath brushing against her ear, and asked, puzzled, "Isn't this the important matter?"

Fuying slapped away his restless hand and wrapped the tie around his long neck.

Teng has an arrogant temperament and an innate aura, making him most suitable for playing a domineering CEO.

When the last button was put back in place, the man in front of me had changed completely. The well-tailored suit accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist, and his pale collarbone was faintly visible beneath the dark tie. The watch on his wrist reflected a cold light.

Black shirt, black suit, tie, expensive watch, thin-soled leather shoes—wow, the complete set of a domineering CEO's attire! Fuying took two steps back, admiring his masterpiece, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. It really is true that clothes make the man.

The orcs on the continent dressed very haphazardly. Apart from Sang Jie, whom they met at the beginning, who, as a silkworm orc, could make some silk clothes, everyone else just casually wrapped a fur skirt around their waist.

Her beastly husbands were rare exceptions, after all, each of them was miserable and wretched, and they wrapped themselves up tightly to cover their wounds, which was a waste of their good looks.

"Aying, this... is uncomfortable." Teng frowned, looking down at her shiny leather shoes with a strange expression.

Fu Ying looked down and realized that for these beastmen who were used to running barefoot in the jungle all year round, a pair of leather shoes was indeed out of place. What's more, such neat leather shoes were now being worn by a large snake that was used to moving with its belly scales.

She suppressed a laugh, her eyes curving into crescent moons as she looked up at Teng with genuine sincerity.

"I think you look great, very handsome. Do you know what you look like right now?"

Fu Ying coughed lightly, tiptoed closer to Teng's ear, and whispered, "Like a big shot who can pin someone down on the president's desk and do whatever he wants at any time."

Upon hearing this, Teng raised an eyebrow and looked at Fuying with some suspicion: "Big Boss?"

"Really! See for yourself if you don't believe me!" With a wave of his hand, Fu Ying brought out a full-length mirror as tall as a person in the bamboo house.

She mischievously pushed him toward the mirror.

Teng had no expectations for this rather uncomfortable "animal skin" and lazily turned his head to look.

His gaze froze when it fell on the reflection in the mirror. He instinctively straightened his tall frame, his dark green pupils narrowing slightly. He looked down at himself again, pointed at the person in the mirror, and said, "Is that me?"

"Of course!" Fu Ying stood beside Teng, her gaze lingering on the mirror.

Teng's skin is very fair, and the slightly open neckline reveals her sharp collarbone, making her a perfect match for the suit.

Fu Ying nodded in satisfaction and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, although the original owner was not human, she was good-looking. Otherwise, standing with this group of men who were considered femme fatales would have been a disaster.

Teng's slender fingers hooked the tie, and with a gentle tug, the arrogant man in the mirror gained a dangerous air of languor.

Fu Ying's lips twitched, and she could no longer bear it. She grabbed his wrist and pushed him to the door: "Alright! Stop being so conceited. Go outside and wait for me. Oh, and call Bai Cang in."

Teng frowned and turned to look at her: "You seemed to really enjoy looking at me just now."

"I love it! I love it so much!" Fu Ying nodded solemnly, her eyes crinkling with joy.

As she spoke, she pushed the person outside the door. Just as the door was about to close, she poked half her head out, a charming and cunning smile curving her lips: "Remember to call me Bai Cang, Chapter 198 I love you, baby."

Teng's dark green eyes darkened, but the word "baby" was like a silver hook, instantly drawing his pouting lips.

His ears suddenly burned. Although he didn't understand the word, somehow, when Aying shouted, a surge of heat rushed up his spine. The feeling was so strange, as if someone had lit a fire under his scales.

Teng coughed lightly, her movements somewhat hurried as she turned around. Her long hair arced through the air, the frosty white ends standing out starkly in the night, adding a touch of mystery.

(End of this chapter)