Beauty and the Beasts Chapter 1091 – Muir, Don’t Leave (5)

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She threw a threatening glare at Parker and successfully stopped his laughter.

Parker managed to hold back his laughter and then turned to head for the bedroom. She could still see that his shoulders were heaving up and down. He was clearly trying very hard to hold back his laughter.

Bai Qingqing ignored him and looked toward Muir, saying, “We’ve finally found you. Why did you go out? It’s raining so heavily outside.”

The instant Parker left, Muir’s body stiffened as if he was facing a great foe. His heart sank as he waited for Bai Qingqing to put him down.

He imagined various things that she would scold him with, but he hadn’t expected that she would speak nicely to him, even with a hint of gentleness. His tensed-up body instantly tensed up even more.

After they went separate ways at the peacock village, Bai Qingqing didn’t talk to him in such a tone.

His mind was in a complete mess, and he lost the ability to think. He could only look at the only hint of light within his vision with his eyes open wide.

Bai Qingqing still seemed a little embarrassed. It was apparent from how she had tugged her clothing twice. She was still as beautiful as ever.

However, she was even more beautiful now, brilliantly and dazzlingly so. She was also emitting an extremely alluring motherly gentleness.

Even though there were a few hints of grease on her face—that didn’t escape Muir’s sharp gaze—she was still perfect and flawless in his eyes. There was just an additional hint of cuteness.

Looking at his wonderful beloved female, an impulse surged in Muir’s heart once again. He wanted to ravage her, taking her together with him. Since he couldn’t get her recognition, he could forcibly confine her by his side.

The moment such a thought appeared, it slapped onto his heart violently like a tsunami. It almost engulfed his rationality completely.

“Creak…”

Muir’s claws clenched tightly on the stone floor, making piercing scratching sounds, causing Bai Qingqing to furrow her brows from the discomfort, in turn causing Muir to rationally suppress the impulse in his heart.

Bai Qingqing took in a deep breath, summoned her courage, then said, “Don’t leave.”

With things coming down to this, why the hell are you still leaving? Aren’t you making things difficult for me?

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Bai Qingqing was on the brink of tears. She had never told Muir to leave, yet she had to speak up to have him stay.

She had three mates at home. Saying something like this made her feel very embarrassed. She kept having the feeling that this was very fickle in love, and that she was very trashy.

No matter how much she complained inside, Bai Qingqing still appeared sincere. Her gaze just flickered a little rapidly.

Muir instantly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and a buzzing sound rang out in his ears. It made it hard for him to believe if he was hearing things.

What did Qingqing say? Did she tell him to stay?

He didn’t dare to show any reactions for fear that he had misinterpreted things, causing Bai Qingqing to detest herself even more.

Seeing that Muir didn’t show any reaction, Bai Qingqing really thought that her voice had been too soft because of her guilt. She intentionally raised her voice and said, “Don’t leave! You’re my mate now, so where are you thinking of going?”

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Feeling really unsettled, Bai Qingqing’s voice rose abnormally high. After saying this, her slightly flushed face turned completely red. She felt even more embarrassed.

The pupils of Muir’s wide-open eyes contracted intensely, and he suddenly forgot to breathe. Almost all of his senses left him. He couldn’t hear the rumbling sound of the rain, couldn’t sense the temperature, couldn’t even sense if he was still alive. The young lady’s figure in his vision was the only light in his eyes, and she was also the only existence he could sense with all his senses.

His gaze was stuck on the young lady’s fair and exquisite face as if it was tangible… as if he wanted to use this gaze to imprint her deeply in the bottom of his eyes, carving her into his heart.