Chapter 1202 - Delivery Plan (2) (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Muir’s body completely froze. Going into heat… As a male, how could he be nonchalant upon hearing that his mate was about to go into heat? At the mention of this term, his body instinctively got anxious.

With the roasted thigh horizontally across her mouth, Bai Qingqing’s face quietly turned red. Even the glow from the fire couldn’t mask that.

Parker glanced at Muir and suddenly declared very righteously, “Muir, it’s your turn next. I won’t vie with you.”

Because of Curtis, he and Muir were now somewhat allies. Also, he knew that Qingqing was bound to give birth to a nest of Muir’s offspring eventually. Since it was impossible to stop this, he might as well do Muir this convenient favor.

Bai Qingqing’s face turned even redder. Not daring to look at Muir, she ferociously glared at Parker and snapped, “Whoever said anything about giving birth! If you wanna give birth, you go ahead and do it!”

Parker’s expression was a fascinating sight to behold. He cast a glance at Muir and shivered.

Muir, too, tightly furrowed his brows, a look of constipation on his face.

Only Winston couldn’t help but visibly arch the corner of his lips. Qingqing was so adorable.

Bai Qingqing lowered her face to conceal the redness on her face and snuck a glance at Muir opposite of her.

She had wanted to take a breather first, but Muir was truly too aggrieved in the cold season. She couldn’t bear for him to wait too long.

How about… giving it a shot after her period came? In any case, ordinary beastmen wouldn’t necessarily impregnate females with a one-shot-one-kill success rate. It was hard to say when she would conceive. With that thought, she decided to leave the matter of having kids to the heavens.

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Having not heard any response from Bai Qingqing for a long while, Muir couldn’t help but feel disappointed. Though, it was not to the point of being upset. The instant he lowered his head, he saw his brand new skirt, personally made by Qingqing for him. So long as Qingqing continued to care for him like this, even if he never had kids of his own, he was fine with it.

After finishing the roasted thigh, Bai Qingqing licked her fingers and raised her head to cast a quick glance at Muir, before lowering her head and continuing playing with the firewood.