Chapter 107 - The "Serial Killer" Who Was Cruelly Rejected (1/2)
Even that thing under his crotch appeared super firm.
With white and short hair, he had bold facial features that were considered upright. He exuded a strong masculine scent from head to toe, making him appear very manly.
The claw scar on his left face went past his eyes, narrowly avoiding the corner of his lips and reaching his jaw. One could just imagine how dangerous the scene must have been when he got injured—if he was clawed a little more to the side, he would have lost his left eye.
With his murderous aura, he reminded her of a serial killer in one of those Western movies.
Bai Qingqing subconsciously placed her hand on Parker’s shoulder to feel safer.
This male was indeed very scary-looking.
Vincent turned his head towards the female fox and strode towards her. He asked, “Can you let me be your male?”
His voice was deep and rich like a tiger, clearly articulating each and every word. He seemed rather nervous.
It was silence below the stage, and only their breathing sounds could be heard. Under such an atmosphere, Bai Qingqing also started feeling nervous. She bit her fingers and screamed internally: Get together! Get together!
The five females standing in a line were frozen. The fox female was now shaking even more badly. When Vincent finished speaking, she suddenly wailed loudly and hid behind the other females.
“I don’t want… don’t come over…” The female started sobbing.
All sorts of animal growls and howls could be heard from below the stage, all of whom were defending the female who had been frightened to tears. Vincent remained where he was with his tall and muscular back view facing everyone.
Bai Qingqing smacked her palm against her forehead. So awkward!
That whatever fox female was truly an “iron fist in a velvet glove”. It was so cruel of her to not spare the tiger any face in front of all the other beastmen.
If she were in her shoes, she would choose to tell him privately, to save him some pride.
This female didn’t just reject him—she even cried so pitifully. Not only did the white tiger suffer a loss of face, but he now also became the target of scorn. Bai Qingqing didn’t like this female.
“Then just… forget about it.”
Bai Qingqing heard this from the stage. The white tiger male then turned around, his face expressionless, as though he wasn’t at all affected. With an arch of his body, he transformed into a white tiger and jumped down the stone platform.