Transmigrating to the Beast World and Raising Cubs with a Black Panther

The oyster sauce tasted very good and immediately won the hearts of the mermaids. To better showcase it, Bai Ze stir-fried a plate of shredded potatoes with chili using the oyster sauce.

Exclamations of amazement rang out.

For dinner, Bai Ze made steamed abalone with minced garlic and oyster sauce, stir-fried razor clams, and pan-fried a lot of sea fish. Finally, he made a pot of steamed seafood.

Yan and the others ate with reluctance, because they were leaving the next day.

Such delicious food, I can't bear to part with it, I absolutely can't bear to part with it.

Kun, holding a crab leg in each hand, asked, "Why don't we have a sea where we live?"

"Yeah, why don't we move here?" Chen chewed his food. "The mountains around here are pretty nice."

Yan remained silent, frantically stuffing food into his mouth.

Xi Hejue also really likes the taste of seafood, and since arriving here, she has been able to eat quite a lot every day.

Because of her fair and pretty appearance, she was often fed by mermaids when she went out.

Their mermaid playmates, who were a few years older than them, even specially caught some raw fish for them to eat; it tasted sweet.

Especially Xi, whose belly has remained round and full for the past two days.

Bai Ze was afraid that he would overeat and break himself.

While eating, Yan suddenly remembered something and said to Bai Ze, "Mo asked me to tell you that he has something to do and will be back later."

"Hmm." Bai Ze took a bite of the fish in his hand angrily, thinking that he should have suddenly turned his face around last night and scared Mo.

He still has the energy to run around.

Something's up? What could possibly be going on here? You're not even going home tonight!

Chen, being more kind-hearted, asked, "Should we leave some food for Mo?"

Bai Ze calmly said, "No need, you can finish your food."

Upon hearing this, Li and Kun immediately stretched out their paws, each grabbing another fried sea fish and starting to gnaw on it.

Yan looked up at Bai Ze; something was wrong.

But, never mind, food is more important. Mo won't starve if he skips a meal.

"Hey, leave me one!"

……

When Mo returned, everyone was already resting, and the stove by the door was spotless.

He entered the house and saw the people inside, a faint smile on his face.

Bai Ze was facing the wall, huddled inside the animal skin blanket.

Mo quietly lifted a corner of the blanket and had just lay down when she was suddenly kicked.

Very chewy.

He peered in puzzlement, and saw that Bai Ze had his eyes closed.

Perhaps I was dreaming.

Mo put Bai Ze's legs back in place, then turned to hug him and affectionately rubbed his chin against Bai Ze's shoulder.

After a while, the room became quiet.

Bai Ze couldn't fall asleep any longer. He turned over, opened his eyes, and stared straight at Mo's face in the darkness.

And I really wanted to pry open his eyelids.

He shouted: "You still dare to hug me while sleeping!"

Perhaps feeling the presence of someone watching him or sensing something amiss, Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

Suddenly, she met Bai Ze's resentful eyes.

Mo was startled: "W-why aren't you asleep?"

Bai Ze suddenly sat up with a jolt: "Where did you go last night?"

Mo: "Something came up."

Bai Ze pressed on, "And what about noon?"

"What did you and that mermaid named Chu go about?"

Mo: "I traded some things with him."

Bai Ze: "Where are the things?"

Mo: "I didn't bring it back."

Bai Ze: "..."

Want to cover it up!

Bai Ze flipped over and straddled Mo, his expression like that of someone interrogating a prisoner of war: "Really?"

Mo paused for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll take you to see it tomorrow."

Bai Ze: "Let's go now."

"Now?"

"You don't want to?" Bai Ze knew he wouldn't be able to sleep at all that night if he didn't figure it out.

Mo helped Bai Ze sit up, supporting his waist: "Okay."

On the moonlit beach, the black panther carried Bai Ze and sped forward.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, we finally stopped.

It was a cliff by the sea, covered with yellow-green grass, with waves crashing against the rocks below.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky.

"Things—" Before Bai Ze could finish speaking, a silvery light suddenly entered his vision.

On the grassy edge of the cliff, there are conches of various shapes and seashells of various colors.

A handful of large, round pink pearls.

There were also two fist-sized, moon-white beads emitting a faint glow.

Bai Ze walked forward in disbelief, then turned to look at Mo: "These...you replaced all of these?"

Mo nodded: "Chu said these beads are meant to reflect the moon."

"The conch was just caught; it needs to be dried."

"I was planning to give it to you tomorrow."

Bai Ze looked at Mo, eager to confirm the answer that was already obvious: "Why change these?"

"And last night, you were pressed against me, using my..."

Bai Ze's voice grew softer as he spoke.

A hint of surprise flashed in his dark eyes: "You knew?"

Bai Ze nodded and stared straight at him.

"Bai Ze, I..." Mo stared into Bai Ze's eyes. He was never good with words to begin with, and now he was even more nervous. He opened his mouth, "I'm here—"

Mo placed his hand on his heart: "It's all filled with you."

"My father once told me that this feeling is called love."

"I love you."

Everything around him fell silent instantly, and Bai Ze could only hear the echoing sound of Mo.

In an instant, all my doubts seemed to be answered.

Mo was filled with trepidation as he stared anxiously at Bai Ze.

It's so quiet.

After a long pause, Bai Ze finally spoke, his voice heavy with sorrow: "What if—I wasn't me?"

Mo stared into his eyes: "Now, are you yourself?"

Bai Ze nodded.

"That's fine then," Mo said, enunciating each word clearly. "I only want you, the you you are now."

Bai Ze paused for a moment, and then his lips touched something soft.

Mo kept his head down, very close to him.

Bai Ze saw his own eyes reflected in the golden pupils.

His breathing became erratic.

He looked up, closed his eyes, and went to meet them.

This action greatly encouraged Mo.

Chests pressed together, hearts pounding faster and faster.

As he was pinned to the grass, Bai Ze, whether out of nervousness or something else, suddenly called out, "Mo."

Mo braced himself on his arms, leaning down to look at him: "Hmm?"

"I... turn around for a moment."

Mo didn't understand, but he did as instructed anyway.

Under the moonlight, his lean and upright body was tinged with starlight.

Bai Ze's eyes fell on Mo's left buttock—there was indeed a small scar there.

At the edge of the cliff, Mo stood naked, facing the sea; the scene was truly...

With his curiosity satisfied, Bai Ze covered his eyes with the back of his hand, as if he had made up his mind: "Mo, come on."

The surrounding air suddenly became scorching hot.

The sound of waves crashing against the rocks gradually faded away, leaving only the sound of intertwined breaths in my ears.

Bai Ze, lacking experience, lay there stiffly.

Mo seemed to have a magical power, quickly putting him at ease.

My body seems to be out of control.

"Ugh—"

Mo finally put his idea from yesterday into practice, gripping Bai Ze's jaw with one hand while mischievously playing pranks with the other.

Excitement gleamed in his golden pupils.

Bai Ze lay on his back on the grass, his eyes glazed over, while the moon swayed in the sky.

My thoughts drifted away.

……

Bai Ze's voice was broken: "Really... really won't... won't anyone see it...?"

"No one will come." Mo leaned down and kissed Bai Ze's eyes. "You cried."

Mo paused for a moment: "Does it hurt a lot?"

Bai Ze half-closed his eyes and shook his head: "It's a very, very strange feeling."

Mo kissed his lips again.

continue……

A while later...

Bai Ze finally couldn't take it anymore and tried to persuade Mo Xin to stop: "You'll get hurt."

"No." Mo lifted his sweaty face and explained seriously, "Orc saliva and... both have the effect of helping wounds heal."

Bai Ze closed his eyes, feeling so tired...

As dawn broke, Mo carried him back home.

It was quiet outside the wooden house.