Chapter 5 — After Changing My Beast I Was Loved The Right Way

A warmth welled up in my heart that was hard to put into words. I looked at Bach Gia, but he innocently blinked and timidly nestled back into my arms. Thi Nguyen snorted softly through her nose: "Phuong Dat Dat, if you look at Luc Huyen so unsatisfactorily."

"So if I let him come to my house to stay, are you sure you agree?"

I nodded: "I have no opinion." Luc Huyen threw down the clothes in her hand: "Phuong Dat Dat, you've been wanting to chase me away for a long time, right?" I stared at Luc Huyen's feet. The shirt he was stepping on was worth a thousand yuan each, and I was still wearing the two hundred and three hoodies I bought during the big sale. I sighed: "Luc Huyen, don't you want to leave me?" Luc Huyen looked at me, gritted his teeth and repeated: "Yes, I want to leave you, it's not that you don't need me."

“I don't want to stay in a place like this that's as tattered as yours.”

Thi Nguyen quickly said: "Luc Huyen, don't worry, follow me home, I will definitely give you the best things." But Luc Huyen did not respond. In the room, there was only the sound of his tail hitting the ground. A long time later, he took two steps forward and stopped, then turned to look at me. I bowed my head and pretended not to see. Thi Nguyen's smile stiffened on her face: "Luc Huyen?" Luc Huyen moved again, but pushed Thi Nguyen out the door: "Even though I don't want to be here."

"But the beastman told me to stay at Phuong Dat Dat's house, so I better not violate the rules."

"Thi Nguyen, wait until I'm for sale, then come to the beastman's office to find me."

The main door was tightly closed, blocking Thi Nguyen's unwilling screams from outside. Bach Gia glanced at his motionless back and leaned close to my ear: "Dat Dat, let's go back to the room."

“It's late…”

“I can sleep now.”

His wet breath blew onto my ear, making it a little hotter. It's obviously just a very normal sentence, but I find it strange that I can't say it clearly. Luc Huyen suddenly turned around: "You guys want to sleep together?" Bach Gia put his arm on my shoulder, as if I was leaning on his large chest. He was very innocent: “Ah, that's right.”

“Isn't it normal for me to sleep with my master?”

“Is that right, predecessor?”

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I patted the new blanket to inflate it, then said: "I'm so embarrassed, wait until Luc Huyen leaves and then I'll clean up the other room for you to live in."

"Luckily the weather is still warm now, sleeping on the ground won't catch a cold."

“But you're a wolf, surely…”

Turning his head, Bach Gia was standing next to the door, fiddling with his fingers, his ears drooping down. My movements slowed down: "What's wrong?"

“Don't you want to sleep on the ground?”

“Then you can sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor.”

Bach Gia's tail also lowered. His eyes reflected the sparkling water: "Is it something I didn't do well?" I didn't understand: "You're very good." The wolf-man's body is tall. Bach Gia knelt down with a "thump" sound, making the already cramped room even more stuffy. The face, which was originally a bit fierce, under the warm yellow light, became pitiful and helpless. Bach Gia crawled two steps on his knees, hugging my legs tightly, tears flowing freely: "Master, wherever I don't do well, I will fix it."

“Don't let me sleep alone.”

“I learned how to serve humans at the animal shelter then…”

My face felt hot at this moment. So is Bach Gia crying because we sleep in separate beds? I instinctively reached out to wipe his tears. Bach Gia followed the force of his hand and rubbed my palm: "Is that possible?" It's clear that beastmen have a hot temper, but when they cry, they feel terribly sorry for themselves. I stammered: "I, we just met, I'm afraid you don't want to." Luc Huyen doesn't want to. He said that if he had to have an intimate relationship with a lowly human being, he would rather die. Bach Gia's kiss fell on my palm, wet and hot:

“I want.”

“Master, I want to have a child of ours, I want to stay by your side and protect you two all my life.”

“I'm a little dog that no one needs, only you want me, I like you.”

"I'm not like a fox on the outside, in my heart there is only you."

I took a step back and sat down on the bed. I could feel Bach Gia's hot palm pressing against my calf. He lifted his legs and knelt on the edge of the bed, took off his shirt, revealing his firm, beautiful body. But he was still crying: "Please love me, give me a chance." My mind was hazy, the last bit of reason made me nod. …… In my daze, I pulled out a glimmer of consciousness and heard it was raining. No wonder the room is so hot and humid. I reached out to turn off the light, but instead I was pulled back. My hoarse voice rang out: "It seems like someone is knocking on the door..."

"There are people outside, don't do it anymore."

The kiss that fell on my neck paused, then crept upward, sealing my lips, "Are you still thinking about him now?"

“You like him more, right?”

I want to cry but no tears come out, “I don't have any.”

“So who do you like more?”

“I like you! I like you, okay?

As soon as he finished speaking, there was no more sound outside the room. Bach Gia was satisfied and turned off the light.

12

The next morning, while getting dressed, my whole body ached. I cursed silently in my heart. As expected, he really is like a dog... Bach Gia stuck behind me, "Dat Dat, you smell so good."

“Well, that's not right, it's sweet and sweet.”

“Can we still sleep together tonight?”

I opened the door, "Don't be like that, I can't even walk..." Seeing Luc Huyen, my words suddenly stopped. The leather covering the armrest was squeezed by Luc Huyen until it was wrinkled. His eyes were full of darkness and anger. I was looked at until my spine went cold. Luc Huyen's voice seemed to be forced from his throat, "Phuong Dat Dat."

“Are you ashamed?”