The young woman's cheerful voice sounded from above him. Yuan Lang's head snapped up toward the sound, only to see Wu Yue sitting at the head of the bed, weaving something.
Seeing Yuan Lang look over, she waved in high spirits. "Well, hello there!"
Yuan Lang was so embarrassed he could have carved out an entire Imperial Palace with his toes.
"I already explained to the tribe. The big Poisonous Insect's venom can make people fall into a deep sleep, which is why you passed out."
Wu Yue smirked at the Beastman lying on the bed. "Don't you think you should thank me?"
Yuan Lang watched the smile reach the corners of her eyes and sneered internally. 'Yeah, right...'
'She's probably the one who's been laughing the hardest!'
"And just who was I doing all this for?"
The Beastman's voice was deep and husky, full of a potent allure. When his warm breath fanned across her neck, Wu Yue felt a shiver run through her entire body.
