The three of them were too engrossed in their conversation to notice how Jia Nuo had entered. Lei Jin was still reeling from the shocking information he’d just heard. No matter how you looked at it, just imagining that kind of scenario made his whole body feel cold—copulating for an entire month? He was genuinely curious how any female could come out of that alive, especially those with multiple werebeast partners.

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Hmm? Lei Jin stroked his chin thoughtfully. Maybe he could ask Roger about it—assuming Roger wouldn’t blow his head off for even bringing it up.

While Lei Jin was still pondering life’s deeper questions, it was Berg who first noticed someone had entered, as he was facing the door. Catching the unfriendly look in Jia Nuo’s eyes, Berg frowned subtly and turned to Lei Jin. “You have a visitor.” Though with that kind of attitude, “visitor” might not be the right word.

Lei Jin was sitting right beside Berg. At a glance, he saw Jia Nuo. Now, Lei Jin wasn’t the type to repay kindness with resentment—but having someone come kicking down his door? That was a different story. Though normally easygoing, generous, and handsome as hell, he wasn’t about to pretend pleasantries for someone like this. His gaze clearly signaled: If you have something to say, say it. Otherwise, get lost. Not a hint of welcome in sight.

Jia Nuo hadn’t expected Lei Jin to be so blunt. He was the son of a tribal elder, after all, and good-looking to boot. When had he ever been treated like this?

His face darkened, but thinking of the reason he came, a smug smile tugged at his lips. Without hiding his disdain, he said, “I heard you can’t have children?”

“You’re such a pain! You even chased him all the way home?” Mura, who had been sitting with his back to the door, immediately jumped up when he heard Jia Nuo’s voice and scolded him sharply. He wasn’t the least bit afraid of Jia Nuo.

“What’s it to you?” Jia Nuo shot back without hesitation.

“Even if you can give birth to ten or eight babies, Brother Xiya still wouldn’t like you. Give up already!” Worried that Lei Jin might feel embarrassed, Mura shoved Jia Nuo since he had no intention of leaving.

Jia Nuo clearly hadn’t expected Mura to get physical. Caught off guard, he stumbled to the ground. Climbing up with a clenched jaw, he growled, “Don’t think I won’t hit you just because you’re the chief’s son.”

Lei Jin cut in before the argument could escalate. “Jia Nuo, did you come here just to discuss my fertility issues?”

Jia Nuo swept a sarcastic glance over Lei Jin’s nonchalant expression. “Hiding out here all relaxed… Do you even know what’s happening with Xiya and the others—”

“That’s none of your business. Get out,” Mura interrupted, clearly anxious.

“Let him finish, Mura.” Lei Jin frowned and said calmly. There was obviously something he didn’t know.

Berg already had a good idea of what Jia Nuo was going to say. After all, the merfolk tribe had similar customs. He had wanted to stop it, but facing Lei Jin’s sharp, unyielding gaze—a side of him that was almost unfamiliar—he swallowed the words.

“You probably know that females in the tribe are precious,” Jia Nuo said, his tone matter-of-fact. “If a werebeast’s female mate can’t get pregnant within two years, he has to give him up. If he refuses, then when he grows old, he’ll be exiled from the tribe. And you should know what that means.”

Lei Jin’s breath caught. He looked at Mura. “Is that true?”

Mura nodded, albeit with difficulty.

From Berg’s position, he could clearly see Lei Jin’s fist clench on his knee, knuckles turning white. His own heart ached. Every tribe prioritized the survival of their offspring. It was cruel, yes, but with so few females, such rules were hard to change. Even when it was actually the female who was infertile, blame always fell on the werebeast. And exiled, aging werebeasts almost always ended up as a wild beast’s meal.

“So?” Lei Jin asked lazily, facing Jia Nuo’s determined gaze.

Jia Nuo was thrown off. Wasn’t the situation obvious? “You should leave Xiya before you hold the ceremony. Otherwise, you’ll ruin him.”

“And then what?” Lei Jin shifted positions casually, propping his chin up with a hand.

Jia Nuo was baffled by his attitude.

Lei Jin raised an eyebrow and offered, “Then Xiya falls for you? Holds the ceremony with you? You’ll have his children?”

“Better than someone who can’t give birth,” Jia Nuo muttered under his breath—but everyone heard.

“My advice? Come back when you’re carrying Xiya’s child. You’ll have more weight to your words then.” Lei Jin said this with complete seriousness.

“You—!”

“You agree, don’t you… Xiya?” Lei Jin’s gaze shifted to a spot behind Jia Nuo.

Jia Nuo instinctively turned around—only to see Xiya standing at the doorway, his expression unreadable. Who knew how much he had overheard, but Jia Nuo could tell he didn’t approve of him confronting Lei Jin like this.

But Xiya didn’t even spare Jia Nuo a glance. He strode over to Lei Jin and smiled gently. “Don’t listen to nonsense. No one but you will ever carry my child. How was lunch?”

Jia Nuo’s face flushed red with rage when Xiya dismissed him as if he wasn’t  even there. It was Lei Jin’s fault! Before Lei Jin showed up, Xiya had always treated him kindly. If not for Lei Jin, Xiya would have been his mate!

Lei Jin ignored Jia Nuo’s hateful glare and looked Xiya up and down with a half-smile. “En, the roast was good. There’s still plenty left. Want some?”

Xiya glanced at the cold leftovers on the table and suddenly felt a bloating in his stomach. “I already had lunch at Qi Luo’s place.”

“So you’re not eating?” Lei Jin slammed the bowl of meat onto the table.

“Uh… I guess I’m still a little hungry. I’ll have some more.” Xiya sat down beside him.

Only then did Lei Jin’s expression soften. He personally picked the biggest piece of meat and fed it to Xiya. You dare bring a third party to irritate me when I haven’t even left yet?

Xiya groaned inwardly—he was stuffed—but had no choice but to eat the meat Lei Jin offered.

Berg, watching the two, smiled slightly and gave Mura a meaningful glance.

Mura understood. Ignoring Jia Nuo’s protests, he shoved him out the door and slammed the bolt shut behind him. He and Berg disappeared into the inner room.

Xiya rubbed his stomach secretly. So full…

Lei Jin pretended not to notice, picking up another piece of meat. “No rush. Drink some water first, then eat. There’s plenty more.”

“I’m… not in a rush.” Xiya gave up resisting and closed his eyes to bite the meat.

“Forget it, you don’t have to.” Lei Jin dropped his chopsticks and suddenly stood up.

Xiya seized the moment and got up too, slinging an arm around Lei Jin’s shoulders. “What’s wrong? Are you really mad?”

Lei Jin touched the other’s face. “Why would I be? I’ve heard it’s hard to win over females, and yet you’ve got one chasing you home. I’m proud of you. Just… pick better next time.” He wasn’t angry, he definitely wasn’t angry. He was just annoyed at Jia Nuo’s pathetic manner.

“I’ve always had great taste in partners,” Xiya said confidently, locking eyes with Lei Jin.

But Lei Jin thought back to Jia Nuo’s words. He wasn’t unaffected—just unsure how to face such weighty emotions. At least once he left, Xiya and Moya could be free. Exile and death shouldn’t fall on them.

“By the way, what’s that little guy been up to lately? He used to stick to me like glue. Now he’s gone all the time.”

“Mingya’s coming of age in two months. He’s training with the tribe’s priests and healers every day now.” Xiya also clearly didn’t want to keep discussing the matter either. Think what you want—I’m not letting go.

“He’s really growing up.” Lei Jin murmured. Would he still be around to see it? Two months… that should be enough time for him to prepare. Still, it felt like a shame not to witness it.

“What’s the coming-of-age ceremony like?” Lei Jin asked as he walked to the door, expecting it to be a simple symbolic thing, just like their so-called wedding rituals.

To his surprise, Xiya looked pained. “It’s agonizing.” The body grows rapidly, wings tearing through skin as they spread. Even after almost four years, the memory still made his joints ache.

“Some werebeasts don’t survive it.” This wasn’t an exaggeration. Every year, some young ones never come out of the ceremony. Their lives end before even starting adulthood.

“What?” Lei Jin turned back, stunned. He’d only seen Mingya display his power once. Who knew if that was a fluke? The thought of the usually cuddly little thing in danger made his chest tighten.

“He’s probably still in the temple’s side hall. Let’s go check on him.” Xiya was just as worried. What he hadn’t told Lei Jin was that deaths during a cycle year were even more common. The tribe had begun preparations two months early, and every family with a young werebeast was on edge.

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The temple side hall was tucked into the tribe’s southeast corner—just two small buildings in a north-south row, almost insignificant compared to the grand temple. It was just past noon, and sunlight poured through the large windows on both east and west sides. Lei Jin looked through a window and clearly saw ten or so fluffy little leopard cubs seated inside, backs to him. Mingya’s silvery coat stood out sharply. As if sensing his presence, Mingya’s tail twitched, and one soft paw reached sneakily behind him, waving ever so slightly.

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After discussing a bit more, Xiya noticed Lei Jin shivering slightly from the cold. “Looks like we’ll have to make another trip to the Avian Tribe before the cold wave hits,” he said. “We need a thicker blanket. Now that the weather’s cooling, his body can’t handle the chill. Hold him tighter at night, but be careful not to press on his stomach.”  

Moya nodded, carefully lifting Lei Jin and placing him on the inner side of the bed before climbing in himself.  

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Xiya smiled as he watched Lei Jin instinctively curl into Moya’s embrace the moment he got into bed. Leaning down, he stole a quick kiss from Lei Jin’s lips and said, “Dad made the bed too small back then. If it were bigger, we could all sleep together.”  

There was no helping it—Lei Jin always chose Moya’s bed when he slept. But Xiya wasn’t jealous. Just having Lei Jin accept him now was enough.  

“Mingya’s back,” Xiya added. Earlier, while they were outside talking, Mingya had obediently stayed with Lei Jin until they returned, then bolted for the outhouse.  

“Mingya, you’re sleeping with me tonight,” Xiya declared, intercepting the little leopard just as he was about to jump onto the bed.  

“Mingya wants to sleep with Lei Jin!” Mingya squirmed in Xiya’s arms, trying to break free.  

“Be good. Lei Jin hasn’t been feeling well lately. If you sleep next to him, he won’t rest properly,” Xiya coaxed, worried Mingya might accidentally kick Lei Jin’s stomach in his sleep. The first three months were still a risky period.  

“Oh.” Ears drooping, Mingya reluctantly agreed.  

Xiya left, extinguishing the pine-resin lamp in the room. Since Lei Jin arrived, they’d grown accustomed to keeping a light on at night.  

“Lei Jin, you’ll like our baby too, right? I wonder who they’ll take after. Well, it doesn’t matter—I’ll love them no matter what,” Moya murmured under the blanket, gently stroking Lei Jin’s belly with a tenderness that softened his features.  

Days passed like this. Lei Jin continued helping Roger at Qi Luo’s place, while Moya traveled to the Avian Tribe. Before the cold set in, the tribe needed to stock up on supplies.  

The grasslands gradually lost their lush green hue, and the treetops began turning gold. Fallen leaves carpeted the yard every morning. Moya had been gone for nearly a month.  

Lei Jin’s arms had improved significantly—they no longer hurt unless he made sudden movements. With continued treatment, they would soon fully heal.  

“Don’t worry. Many from the tribe went this time. They’re exchanging a lot of goods, so it’s taking longer. Moya will be fine,” Xiya reassured him over breakfast, serving a bowl of finely sliced milkfruit.  

Lei Jin was no stranger to this fruit now—he’d been eating it for a while. To counter its tartness, Xiya had melted honey into a thin golden glaze, coating the slices. The result was a sweet-and-sour treat with a rich milky flavor. Lei Jin had never been fond of such snacks before, but lately, he’d grown addicted. Skipping a day left him feeling oddly unsettled.  

Another thing that bothered him was his slightly rounder belly. Thankfully, the cooler weather and layered clothing masked it. His tall frame helped too, so outsiders wouldn’t notice. But Lei Jin knew it was gradually growing. Xiya, sharing his bed, often absentmindedly touched his stomach, making Lei Jin wonder if he really was pregnant.  

He didn’t want to dwell on it, but he couldn’t ignore the possibility. The sooner he faced it, the better. He planned to ask Chunji first—someone familiar and easier to talk to—but Chunji had left word that he was heading deep into the grasslands to collect herbs and wouldn’t return until snowfall. The matter was postponed.  

Apart from the slight bulge, Lei Jin had no other symptoms. Maybe he was overthinking it.  

“How’s Berg doing?” Lei Jin asked. The merfolk was the real expectant parent, with less than a month until delivery. The family was taking extra care of him.  

“He’s fine. Qing Qiao checked on him yesterday and said it’ll happen this month,” Xiya replied, omitting the part where Qing Qiao had also detected faint fetal pulses in Lei Jin. For some reason, they were still very weak.  

“Good.” After all, Lei Jin didn’t want anything to happen to Berg. Changing the subject, he asked, “Why have you been so well-behaved lately?”  

Take last night, for instance. Lei Jin had taken the initiative, only for Xiya to leap out of bed in panic. Sure, he’d gained a little weight, but he wasn’t that hideous, was he? Xiya’s reaction was downright insulting.  

Xiya choked on air. The injustice! He wanted nothing more than to pin Lei Jin down daily, but Qing Qiao’s warning echoed in his mind: Pregnant individuals often have increased desires. After three months, gentle preparation could actually aid delivery. But given Lei Jin’s unusual condition, extreme caution was needed now.

So even if it killed him, Xiya wouldn’t lay a finger on Lei Jin.  

“It’s getting cold. I didn’t want you sweating and catching a chill,” Xiya blurted, offering a flimsy excuse.  

Yeah, right. But Lei Jin let it slide. He had to help at Qi Luo’s place anyway—the ceremony was tomorrow, and the household was in chaos.  

Qi Luo’s new home was finished, though the yard remained unpaved, scattered with loose yellow earth. Two saplings had been transplanted, and a pebble path led from the gate to the door—stones Lei Jin had hauled from the creek. The four spacious stone rooms of the house were bright and airy.  

With the colder weather, animal hides now covered the windows as windbreaks, currently rolled up.  

By the time they arrived, Qi Luo’s place was bustling with helpers—mostly females handling the finer tasks, since heavy labor wasn’t needed anymore.  

Xiya dropped Lei Jin at the door and left. With Roger around, there was nothing to worry about.  

The rooms still carried a faint smokiness from drying out the damp. Females bustled about arranging new furniture—nothing extravagant, just beds, tables, stools, and two wardrobes crafted from mountain timber, joined with wooden pegs and polished smooth.  

“Uncle Roger! Lei Jin!” Mura, standing on a bed to spread out a vibrant red blanket, greeted them cheerfully.  

“This blanket is stunning,” Lei Jin remarked sincerely. The crimson base featured an intricate black, yellow, blue, and white pattern, bordered by blue-and-white flowers and edged with black-and-yellow threads—bold and elegant.  

“When you guys hold your ceremony, we’ll weave an even prettier one!” Su Rui chimed in, carrying a gray blanket.  

Lei Jin smiled noncommittally. Their ceremony would likely never happen.  

Someone snorted loudly—undoubtedly Jia He’s younger sister Jia Nuo, who had a crush on Xiya and saw Lei Jin as a rival.  

Lei Jin ignored such childish antics. He wasn’t about to star in some melodrama. Though, considering Xiya and the others’ ages, he did feel a bit like an old bull grazing among tender shoots. At twenty-eight, he’d never expected to get tangled up with teenagers.  

“Snort all you want. Brother Xiya only likes Lei Jin,” Mura shot back, always at odds with Jia Nuo. Both were among the tribe’s most attractive females, surrounded by suitors, and their personalities clashed. Mura especially despised Jia Nuo’s affected delicacy.  

“You’re no prize either.” The two were on the verge of another spat until Su Rui, as host, stepped in to mediate.  

Lei Jin and Roger helped with final tidying—airing out the rooms. Aside from the eye-catching red blanket and two pots of red flowers on the table, this “newlywed chamber” looked no different from any other.  

Tribal ceremonies began at dawn. Lei Jin had intended to attend but slept right through. By the time he woke, Xiya had already returned.  

“Why didn’t you wake me?” Lei Jin grumbled, rubbing his sore lower back as he got out of bed. His stomach felt uncomfortably bloated.  

“Nothing much to see—just simple rituals. They’ve entered the temple now and will come out by noon for a feast at Qi Luo’s. Want to go?” Xiya knelt to help him into his shoes.  

“That’s it? Nothing special?” Seemed awfully plain.  

“What were you expecting?” Xiya smirked, adding teasingly, “Why not experience it yourself someday?”  

“Not interested,” Lei Jin flatly refused.  

Xiya’s eyes dimmed imperceptibly.  

The midday feast was mandatory for Xiya and the others, who brought dried meat and premium pelts as gifts. Lei Jin, feeling sluggish, opted to stay home with Berg.  

Mid-meal, Mura stormed in and plopped down at the table. “I’m so mad! If it weren’t his brother’s ceremony today, I’d challenge him to a duel! Who does he think he is? Just because he’s pretty—besides he’s not even as pretty as Lei Jin!”  

Clearly, another clash with Jia Nuo.  

“Wow, females duel here too?” Berg tore off a chunk of meat, chewing lazily.  

Mura glanced at Lei Jin.  

“Because of me?” Lei Jin raised a brow. He hadn’t even gone—how had he sparked conflict?  

“Lei Jin, can I ask you something?” Mura hesitated before speaking.  

“Go ahead.” The greasy meat had killed Lei Jin’s appetite anyway.  

“Is it true you can’t have babies? Even after taking the jade mugwort?” Earlier, he’d overheard Jia Nuo gossiping with others, mocking Lei Jin for being attractive but barren, saying even a werebeast mate would be better—at least they could support each other. He’d laughed at Xiya and his brothers for their poor taste.  

“Who told you that?” Berg cut in. Though not a secret, Mura made it sound like common knowledge.  

“Yeah, it’s true.” Lei Jin sipped hot water to wash away the grease. No point hiding facts.  

“So… Xiya and the others will never have children?” Mura murmured, crestfallen. Jia Nuo had been right.  

“They will. Don’t worry about it.” Once Lei Jin left, surely they wouldn’t stay single forever.  

“What do you mean?” Mura was baffled.  

“You’ll understand someday. So, was Qi Luo’s place lively?” Lei Jin changed the subject.  

“Same as usual. The important part’s the Sacred Lake afterward, but since Qi Luo and Jia He aren’t having kids, it doesn’t matter.” Mura, still downcast, replied absentmindedly.  

“Sacred Lake? What’s that got to do with having babies?” Lei Jin asked, confused.

Only then did Mura realize what he had just said. His face flushed slightly with embarrassment. After all, he was an unmated female, and talking about such things wasn’t exactly appropriate. But looking at the two people beside him—one was pregnant, the other also a female—there shouldn’t be any issue, so he spoke openly about what he knew.

“On the mountain behind our tribe, there’s a Sacred Lake. Normally, no one is allowed to go there, but mated pairs who’ve completed the ritual must go there the next day and stay for a month…” Mura’s face turned redder and redder, and he trailed off, hesitant to continue.

“Why?” Lei Jin was curious. Could this be their version of a honeymoon?

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“Because there, it’s very difficult for werebeasts to maintain their human forms. In their beast form, they… mate with their partner for a whole month. It increases the chances of getting pregnant.”

Lei Jin’s hand suddenly twitched for some reason, and the water bowl rolled out of his grasp, spinning until it stopped right at the foot of someone who had just entered the room.

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Lei Jin’s first reaction was: this Healer Qing Qiao, though clearly not young anymore, was surprisingly quick and agile. Sure, part of it was that Lei Jin wasn’t on guard, but the way he snatched the hawthorn from him was impressive—a clean grab and toss, and the last few pieces of hawthorn rolled smoothly down the slope. What a shame. They were sour and sweet, and actually tasted quite good. His second reaction came only after: Two months along—what was that supposed to mean?

Before Lei Jin could ask, Healer Qing Qiao turned, face darkened, and lashed out at Roger.

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“He’s young, and it’s his first pregnancy. It’s understandable that he doesn’t know better—but what about you, his papa? Do you also not know? You just let him do as he pleases? The first few months are crucial. Everyone else is cautious to the extreme, terrified of losing the baby. But you lot are feeding him hawthorn of all things? Cold and damp food types could cause a miscarriage! What, are you trying to get rid of it on purpose?”

Xiya and the others had all been delivered by Qing Qiao, especially with Moya—it had been a difficult labor, and Roger had nearly given up. If not for Qing Qiao, things would’ve ended differently. Because of this, Roger had always held deep gratitude and respect for him. Now that he was angry, Roger could only bear it quietly.

But inwardly, he was panicking. How was he supposed to know that someone like Lei Jin—whom Chunji had already diagnosed as infertile—would suddenly turn out to be two months pregnant?

“Healer Qing Qiao, are you sure? He…” Roger asked cautiously after the outburst. He didn’t mean to doubt—it was just too strange to believe.

“I’ve been a healer for over thirty years. I’ve delivered more children than I can count. One look at Lei Jin’s body and I can tell—he’s over two months along,” Qing Qiao replied with certainty.

“What are you all talking about?” Lei Jin got up from the ground, dusting off his hands. Come on, he wasn’t stupid. Two months along—he understood what that meant. But could they just throw that out there like it was nothing? Chunji had said he couldn’t have children! And besides, he’d never done it with them in their beast forms.

So it had to be impossible, right?

Even though he kept telling himself that, an uneasy feeling kept gnawing at him. Two months? Could it have been that time in the cave with the two of them? He couldn’t recall how many times it had happened, but he did remember that both Xiya and Moya had came inside him every time—so much heat that it had left his insides soft. But Chunji had said the chances of getting pregnant in human form were very low. And even though his eyes were blindfolded at the time, he was fairly certain neither of them had shifted.

So why was he still so anxious?

Lei Jin’s heartbeat grew faster. He couldn’t have a child here. He couldn’t end up like Roger, stuck in this world. His arms had healed. He was supposed to leave. How could he have a child now?

“Lei Jin, don’t panic. Let’s hear what the healer has to say,” Roger said when he noticed Lei Jin’s pale face. Honestly, if this was true, it was terrible timing.

Healer Qing Qiao was confused by their reactions. Being pregnant was good news! Most families would be overjoyed—so why did it feel like the opposite here?

Roger had reacted this way before. Now Lei Jin too? Were people from outside the tribe always this strange?

“Healer Qing Qiao, could you please check again?” Roger gently tugged Lei Jin’s sleeve, signaling him to calm down.

Lei Jin wanted to act like he didn’t care, but the stiffness of his expression made it impossible to even fake a smile.

“Sit down then. I’ll take a closer look,” Qing Qiao said. Whatever the situation, he had to first check the condition of the child inside this young papa who seemed to completely lack any awareness of becoming a papa.

“Let’s sit by the creek,” Roger pointed to a few large rocks nearby. They’d already drawn some attention, and it was better to move away from the crowd. Besides, there was a rock about waist-high that would be perfect for resting an arm on.

The three of them sat by the stream, reeds and tall grass providing a bit of cover.

“Place your wrist here,” Qing Qiao instructed, pointing to the flat rock.

Lei Jin put his right hand on it. Qing Qiao laid three fingers on his wrist. Normally, Lei Jin might’ve made some joke about the traditional pulse-taking method, but right now, he wasn’t in the mood.

Qing Qiao closed his eyes and listened for a while, his frown deepening. After a while, he opened his eyes and said, “Switch to your left hand.”

He repeated the process, murmuring, “Strange…”

“What is it?” Roger asked quickly.

Lei Jin didn’t say anything, but the question was in his eyes too.

“Lift your shirt. I need to see your abdomen,” Qing Qiao requested.

Lei Jin didn’t like it, but at this point, he had no choice but to cooperate.

Qing Qiao’s rough hands prodded around Lei Jin’s belly, muttering, “So strange… really strange…”

“Healer Qing Qiao, what’s going on? Please tell us. We’re getting anxious,” Roger said.

“By all appearances, Lei Jin’s body is over two months pregnant—there’s no mistake there. But the pulse—there’s barely any sign of a child. That’s odd. At this stage, the baby should be noticeable, especially for a werebeast pregnancy, which lasts eight months. For females, it’s nine. Lei Jin’s nearly three months along, and yet… nothing.”

“Could I have been mistaken?” Qing Qiao murmured. This was a first for him—he’d never encountered anything like it.

Lei Jin didn’t know whether to feel relieved or not. He was covered in cold sweat after just a few minutes.

Roger, however, wasn’t reassured. Though he wasn’t a doctor, he knew that not detecting a fetal pulse didn’t necessarily mean there wasn’t a baby. It could mean a lot of things. But seeing Lei Jin’s current mental state, he knew better than to press further. He’d wait to confirm things first. But Xiya and Moya needed to be told.

Later, Lei Jin helped Roger dye thread. They worked in an assembly line—someone brought the thread, they dyed it, dried it, then laid it out. Mingya was on fire-watching duty.

Elsewhere, female tribe members prepped lunch: whole pigs and sheep were roasted over open flames, slashed, seasoned, the dripping fat making the fire flare with delicious scent. Meat chunks boiled in large pots, bubbling with steam. Dressed in coarse linen or animal skins, everyone gathered with loud chatter.

But this world wasn’t his. Lei Jin had to go back.

“Come on, time to eat, Lei Jin,” Roger called.

“Coming.” Lei Jin hung the last bundle of thread on the bamboo fence.

They all ate similar food, but werebeasts and females sat separately. Since they were all from the same tribe, there was no fuss about formalities—just grab what you want and eat.

“Let’s share a bowl,” Roger said, placing a large, brick-red ceramic bowl in front of Lei Jin. Inside was a single, watermelon-sized chunk of meat—enough for two. Lei Jin noticed that outside of Roger’s household, everything here—dishes, portions—was huge. Meals were bold, lavish.

“Thanks.”

Roger nodded and went to get a bowl for Mingya, who was still young enough to eat wherever.

“You’re so polite with your own family,” teased Su Rui, Qi Luo’s papa, who sat nearby.

Lei Jin smiled faintly. It was just habit. Hopefully, when he returned, he’d be able to shake all the habits from here too.

Roger fumbled with chopsticks, trying to pull the meat apart. Others around them simply speared meat with their chopsticks and gnawed directly, getting oil on their faces and hands. Although he wasn’t as particular as Roger, Lei Jin also couldn’t accept the eating habits here, no matter how used to the place he was.

“Papa, Mingya can help.” Seeing Roger struggle, Mingya eagerly offered.

“Go eat, good boy.” Roger looked at those fuzzy paws and gave up hope.

“Papa, Lei Jin,” Xiya came over, holding two plates.

“This one’s cut by dad,” he whispered smugly into Roger’s ear.

“Moya went to bring some meat to Berg,” Xiya added, then turned to Lei Jin with a bright smile and held out his plate. “These are pre-cut. Your motor skills are still weak—it’s easier to eat small pieces. We’ll apply medicine again tonight, Chunji said it’ll heal soon.”

Lei Jin paused for a moment before reaching directly for the oil-slicked meat—only to burn himself.

“My fault! I forgot to say it’s still hot,” Xiya panicked, setting the plate aside and grabbing Lei Jin’s fingers to suck on them gently.

“Their relationship is so good. Just like you and An Sen and An Luo,” Su Rui chuckled, nudging Roger. “Look at all those young females staring enviously.”

Roger looked up and sure enough, many were watching with jealous faces. But no matter how much love was shown, Lei Jin didn’t feel secure. He didn’t even want to stay—how could he accept having a child?

“Still hurt?” Xiya asked.

His lavender eyes were pure—so pure Lei Jin could see only himself reflected in them.

Lei Jin sighed, palm to forehead, chuckling. “Xiya, how old are you again?”

Xiya glanced at Roger for help: Should I tell the truth? I might not get away with it this time.

Papa always said telling his age would make Lei Jin dislike him. Though Xiya never understood why being younger was a bad thing.

Lei Jin raised a sardonic brow, and turned to the little guy nearby. “Mingya, do you know how old you are?”

Mingya raised a paw, swallowed his meat, then said, “Mingya knows. Mingya will be fifteen soon.”

“And Moya?”

Mingya counted on his claws and replied, “Second Brother’s two years older than me—so he’s seventeen.”

“What about Xiya?” Lei Jin glanced sharply at Xiya, warning him not to interrupt.

“Mingya knows that too! Eldest Brother is two years older than Second Brother. So he’s nineteen!” Mingya beamed at Roger. “Did I get it right, Papa?”

“Smart boy,” Roger said with a smile.

The game was up. Xiya drooped his head in defeat and snuck glances at Lei Jin’s face—no reaction. Maybe Lei Jin didn’t care? But it was hard to say. He could never read Lei Jin.

So, Xiya could only put on a bold front and pick up the plate again, “Lei Jin, the meat’s cooled now, any more and it’ll be greasy.”

That night, Lei Jin and Roger went to gather more plant dye. Moya, thinking about applying Lei Jin’s medicine, returned early.

After dinner and another round of medicine, Lei Jin fell asleep early.

Roger called Xiya and Moya outside, leaving Mingya to watch over Lei Jin. Not because he wanted to keep secrets—but because anything Mingya knew, Lei Jin would know within minutes. The little guy couldn’t keep a secret from Lei Jin to save his life. 

He relayed everything Qing Qiao had said and added his own thoughts. At first, the two were in disbelief. They’d long accepted that they’d never have a child. And now, to hear that there might already be one inside Lei Jin?

Two months—of course their minds jumped to that afternoon in the cave. They didn’t know whose it was, but if it was Lei Jin’s, then it was theirs too.

“Don’t get your hopes up just yet,” Roger warned. “There’s a reason Chunji said he couldn’t have children. Nothing is certain right now. Be alert, but don’t act suspicious around Lei Jin. He’s already uneasy. No need to add to that. Until we understand what’s going on, don’t tell him.” He could tell Lei Jin had his own suspicions and was likely feeling under pressure so there was no need to add to his mental burden.

Moya remembered how Lei Jin once said that if he ever got pregnant, he would never keep it. A chill ran down his spine.

Back in the room, Lei Jin was sprawled on his back under a blanket, stomach showing a faint but definite curve.

“I thought he was just gaining weight,” Moya murmured, tucking the blanket’s edge.

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“Moya, I really think Lei Jin has a baby,” Xiya said, resting a hand over the blanket and kissing the belly it covered gently. “I don’t know why—I just feel it. Our baby is in there.”

“Then why am I scared?” Moya whispered. Could they really keep the person in front of them?

“Don’t overthink it. Our job now is to take care of him,” Xiya said, patting Moya’s shoulder. But his own heart was uneasy too.

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Lei Jin didn’t understand what Berg meant. Seeing his strange expression, he just assumed the fruit was rare and that Berg didn’t want to share it. He thought to himself, “Berg’s really getting stingier. Won’t even let me have two tiny berries.” But then again, since the other was the pregnant one, he figured he should let it slide. Suppressing the desire to eat a few more, Lei Jin noticed the tightness in his chest had eased quite a bit after eating the fruit. He glanced at the bowl of white berries that was still more than half full but ultimately decided not to take any more.

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He patted Berg’s shoulder, intending to resume their deeper conversation from earlier. He used to think mermaids were only myths, and was surprised to find they actually existed. Back when he and Berg couldn’t stand each other, he had to suppress his curiosity. But now that they were living under the same roof, he figured it was okay to ask, right?

Berg choked on Lei Jin’s question, wanting to retort with, “I’m the one curious whether you’ll give birth to a female baby or a little leopard.” But thankfully he remembered in time that Lei Jin could no longer have children. Even if Lei Jin didn’t mind, it wasn’t something to joke about—especially in a werebeast tribe where babies were incredibly important.

He shoved down the strange feeling that had flared up when he saw Lei Jin eating the fruit. He’d been having little appetite lately, and since merfolk naturally prefer seafood, eating meat and wild vegetables every day was making the baby in his belly kick up a storm. No matter what he ate, it made him throw up. Roger had picked the fruit specially for him.

According to Roger, this fruit was meant for pregnant females. Most people couldn’t stand the sourness. When Berg first tried it, it made his teeth hurt so badly he couldn’t even chew soft boiled vegetables.

Lei Jin really was a weird exception.

“What exactly do you want to say?” he asked. Did all pregnant men act this strange? Talking and zoning out at the same time?

“I’m saying I don’t want to tell you. You can keep guessing,” Berg said leisurely.

“Tch. You really think you can keep it secret for long? I’ll find out in a month anyway,” Lei Jin huffed in mild annoyance. Secretive as always, that Berg. But judging by how his arms were healing, it would probably take four or five more months for a full recovery—he’d definitely get to see what Berg gave birth to.

“Then let’s talk again in a month.” Berg shrugged nonchalantly, sneaking a glance at his own rounded belly under his clothes. He was frustrated too—he wanted to know what he was having just as much.

As they were chatting, Moya came in. After greeting them, he placed a bowl on the table.

Guessing they had things to talk about, Berg waved his hand, grabbed his own bowl, and hopped away.

Watching Berg bounce off with his big belly, Lei Jin broke into a cold sweat and couldn’t help wondering, “He’s not going to bounce that baby right out of him, is he?”

“What are you staring at?” Moya asked as he hugged Lei Jin from behind, his chin rubbing affectionately at his neck.

Lei Jin squirmed and laughed. “Cut it out. That tickles.”

Moya caressed his belly and sighed. “Why is it you don’t gain weight at home, but two months at Chunji’s place and you’ve plumped up quite a bit?”

“Don’t touch,” Lei Jin said, catching Moya’s restless hand and giving him a side-eye. “We just did it last night…”

Before he could finish, Moya shut him up with a kiss.

“Your skin’s gotten smoother too,” Moya murmured with a chuckle, nibbling on his earlobe. He had noticed it last night—Lei Jin’s skin, always nice, now felt silky like the rare silk they produced annually in the tribe.

Lei Jin had noticed too. Not that it was something a man could really boast about. He chalked it up to good food, good sleep, and no exercise. Secretly, he promised himself that once his arms healed, he’d start training again—restore his dazzling masculine glory.

“Let’s eat.” Lei Jin reminded him. If Moya kept this up, they’d both be burning up soon—and he’d be the one putting out the fire again.

“Alright, let’s eat.” Moya scooped Lei Jin up by the waist.

Lei Jin struggled briefly but gave up when he realized no one was around.

Moya had wanted to set him on his lap but, knowing Lei Jin wouldn’t allow it—and that the porridge would get cold if he insisted—he settled him on the bed and began feeding him spoon by spoon.

“Fish porridge? You made it?” Lei Jin asked. At first glance, he thought it was just plain rice porridge.

“En. Eat more. I simmered it all morning.” They had caught some wild fish yesterday—two were still alive in a water barrel. Moya had deboned one and slow-cooked it with rice in a clay pot. The white fish meat had melted into the porridge, and he finished it with a little salt—the resulting texture soft and smooth.

“What about Xiya and the others?” Lei Jin asked between bites.

“Elder Brother came to apply your medicine this morning. Everyone else went to help at Qi Luo’s place.” Moya said as he fed another spoonful over.

Lei Jin didn’t ask how Xiya knew to apply the medicine—probably Chunji told him last night before they left without saying goodbye.

Seeing Lei Jin’s expression, Moya added, “Once things settle down at Qi Luo’s place, I’ll hunt some prey and gather some herbs, and we’ll visit Chunji together.”

Lei Jin nodded. That was all they could do for now. Chunji had done him a huge favor this time. A few gifts wouldn’t be enough to repay it, but it was a start.

Moya was relieved that Lei Jin hadn’t suggested moving back to Chunji’s.

After feeding him, Moya had to leave and help too. Lei Jin said he wanted to go as well.

Moya disagreed. After helping Lei Jin change, he said, “They’re building houses there—too many people. You might get hurt. Just stay home with Berg.”

“You think I’m made of clay? That I’ll fall apart if someone bumps into me?” Lei Jin grumbled. Sure, he was injured, but not that fragile. Besides, he felt his arms were improving—he could face people now.

Moya smiled helplessly. He could never win against Lei Jin.

The new house was being built on a slope near the stream. Lei Jin had passed by before—it used to be wild grass and low trees, just a few steps from their home. So calling it “next door” wasn’t wrong, though there was a large open field between.

“I’ll have Mingya go with you,” Moya said, and afraid that Lei Jin wouldn’t agree he added, “He’s not much help with the building anyway.”

Lei Jin reluctantly agreed.

The outer structure was already up. The house looked like it had three or four rooms. There were two side rooms to the east, probably a kitchen and storage. The walls were made of polished blue stone—very sturdy.

Qi Luo was mixing straw with mud when he saw Lei Jin and Moya approaching. He dropped his tools and greeted them with a smile. “Lei Jin, are you better now? You fainted the other day—we were all worried.”

Talk about hitting a sore spot.

Lei Jin’s eye twitched. Facing someone as thick-headed as Qi Luo, he forced a smile. “I was just sleepy and dozed off.” Surely Moya wouldn’t dare expose the truth.

He heard a suppressed laugh nearby and turned to see Moya looking composed as ever, though the amusement in his eyes gave him away.

Lei Jin, being the bigger man, decided not to start a fight.

Qi Luo pointed to a room with large south-facing windows. “Lei Jin, you think this window’s big enough? Plenty of sunlight. Babies love bright rooms, right?”

After that conversation with Jia He, Qi Luo kept hoping Lei Jin would have a lot of babies and he and Jia He would help raise them. So when they built the new house, they reserved the largest room for the baby.

Lei Jin glanced at Moya, puzzled. Qi Luo and Jia He were both werebeasts—how could they have kids? Could the jade mugwort let werebeasts get pregnant too? But that couldn’t be right. If they could, why would they keep claiming females were so rare and precious?

Moya understood immediately. Though he had accepted Lei Jin’s infertility, it still stung a little. Werebeasts valued children highly—and of course, he wanted a child with Lei Jin. But Lei Jin was what mattered most.

Qi Luo had grown up with them. If Lei Jin could have children, he and his brothers wouldn’t mind him raising their children together. But now it wasn’t possible.

Since Moya said nothing, Lei Jin replied, “Looks good. Kids love bright rooms.” Just because they couldn’t have kids didn’t mean they couldn’t have a nursery. He thought Qi Luo and Jia He were just baby-crazy and didn’t realize they had their sights set on his belly.

Qi Luo grinned, thrilled by the response. “Jia He said the same thing!” He thought Lei Jin’s answer meant agreement—after all, helping raise a child usually meant involving close family and friends. Everyone in the tribe knew how close Qi Luo was to Xiya’s family. If Qi Luo wanted to help raise a child, the three brothers’ children would naturally be his first pick.

But Lei Jin didn’t realize any of that and remained confused by Qi Luo’s excitement.

Moya knew that Qi Luo had misunderstood. After all, no one in the tribe knew that Lei Jin was infertile, including Qi Luo himself. He thought he would talk to Qi Luo privately later to dispel the idea.

Today, some strong werebeasts were working on the house’s roof beams, standing shirtless on top of the house, using ropes to pull up wood from below.

Even with so many people, Lei Jin spotted Xiya at a glance—his blond hair was hard to miss.

Obviously, Xiya had seen them too. Though his hands were busy, he still flashed a big, bright smile.

On the flat ground near the creek, many dry reeds were laid out in the sun. Downstream at the river’s mouth was a large reed marsh. It’s said that if someone walked in, wild ducks would scatter in fright. Lei Jin had gone there once with Moya.

“Papa is over there.” Werebeasts had excellent eyesight. Moya easily recognized Roger, who was squatting by a pot feeding the firewood.

As they got closer, they saw that many females were sitting under the shade of trees weaving reed mats. They split the reeds with small knives, flattened them with stone rings, and then began weaving. Since every bed Lei Jin had slept in used these mats, he immediately recognized them. But the ones they were weaving now were huge. Were there really beds that big?

“These are for the roofs. Woven tightly so they don’t let water in during the rainy season,” Moya explained.

Lei Jin looked carefully. Indeed, these were denser than the ones used on beds.

Everyone who knew Lei Jin came over to greet him, especially the young females, who loved gathering around him. They found him knowledgeable and funny, often laughing uncontrollably at his stories.

Lei Jin preferred women to men and liked females more than werebeasts—at least females were softer. Most importantly, among the females here, he could find some confidence. Considering his height barely reached a werebeast’s shoulder, he hated being around werebeasts and feeling inadequate.

So Lei Jin didn’t shy away from the affectionate and adorable young females. He pinched one’s cheek, hugged another—looking every bit like an incorrigible playboy.

The werebeasts watching from a distance were filled with envy, their eyes practically glowing red. They looked like they wanted to rush over and take his place.

Outwardly, Lei Jin smiled charmingly, but inside he was frustrated. He had once thought that if he couldn’t return, maybe he could just settle with a female. When he’d been with Chunji, the passion had been there. But with these females—some of whom were quite pretty—he felt nothing. He’d tried several times, even with their bodies pressed together, and still, nothing. His recently healed arms were already starting to ache from all the hugging.

Thankfully, Moya was observant. Noticing the slight frown on Lei Jin’s face, he quickly came over, put an arm around his shoulder, and led him out of the crowd.

Just then, Xiya also strode over. Shirtless, beads of sweat rolled down his muscular chest and disappeared into the waistband of his pants.

Lei Jin unexpectedly felt something. He wanted to smack himself—was he going crazy?

“Were you thinking about me?” Xiya chuckled and cupped Lei Jin’s face, planting two loud kisses on his lips.

The nearby werebeasts burst into cheers.

What is happening? Lei Jin rolled his eyes and signaled for Xiya to tone it down.

“They’re all jealous of me,” Xiya said thick-skinned, clearly not caring at all.

Lei Jin suddenly felt something against his leg. Looking down, he saw the little guy squatting at his feet, looking up at him with wide, expectant eyes.

“One, teo, three… I should just strangle you all,” Lei Jin muttered through gritted teeth.

After finally sending the two eldest away, Lei Jin had a chance to sit and talk with Roger.

They found shade under a tree. The little guy lay between them, pawing at each in turn to show his presence.

Roger occasionally got up to add herbs and leaves into the pot.

Lei Jin tried several times to ask Roger about giving birth, but when he opened his mouth, it came out as: “Roger, what are those threads in the pot for?”

Roger used long wooden chopsticks to lift some of the threads out and hung them on a bamboo fence to dry. He replied, “These are for weaving rugs. The ones in that pot are for making cloth for clothes.”

“Why are there so many pots?” Lei Jin roughly counted six or seven.

“Each pot has a different dye. That’s how we get different colors.”

“Oh.” Lei Jin wasn’t really paying attention, so he replied absentmindedly. To him, everything just looked black and soggy—he couldn’t tell the difference.

“You have to wait until they dry to see the colors. The woven rugs are beautiful. Not many in the tribe know how to make them,” Roger said, motioning for Lei Jin to look further away. Sure enough, he saw some elderly females stepping on a wooden frame, pulling threads with one hand, and cutting them neatly with a shell knife. The exposed edge of a rug was a dazzling red.

Just then, some blue threads on the fence dried, and Roger asked Mingya to bring them over. Lei Jin took the opportunity to touch them. They felt a bit coarse, even prickly, so he asked, “What are these made of?”

“Wool, hemp, and a little cotton. The wool comes from hunted animals. The hemp grows wild in the mountains. The cotton is bought from the Wolf Tribe,” Roger explained clearly.

No wonder last time, the chubby little wolf’s family had gifted them a huge piece of cotton fabric—they produced it!

“Lei Jin, you’ve been dancing around the topic. What do you really want to ask me? I’ve already sent Mingya away,” Roger chuckled knowingly. He knew Lei Jin wasn’t truly interested in all this—it was hard watching him stall for so long.

Since he’d been seen through, Lei Jin gave up hiding it. Still, he was a little anxious—he didn’t know how Roger felt about his past. Would asking bring up painful memories?

He cleared his throat a few times, trying to phrase it casually.

“Alright, stop beating around the bush. You’ve figured out Xiya and the others were born from me, haven’t you?” Roger gave him a side-eye. “I’m not shy about it—why are you being weird?”

Lei Jin chuckled awkwardly.

Just then, someone brought over a basket of washed hawthorn fruit. At this time of year, the wild hawthorn on the mountain turned red—sour and sweet. The females in the tribe loved picking them to eat.

“I came here twenty years ago…” Roger held the hawthorn but didn’t eat it. His voice took on a heaviness of memory.

Lei Jin paused mid-bite. Something about “twenty years ago” struck him—something he almost missed.

Twenty years? Twenty years?! Lei Jin suddenly realized—if Xiya and the others were Roger’s kids, how old were they exactly? No wonder when he asked Xiya once, he’d dodged the question.

Lei Jin was just about to ask Roger when Qing Qiao, the healer, arrived. Ever since someone had been bitten by venomous bugs here, he had taken to checking in often. Though he specialized in caring for pregnant females, he was good in other areas too.

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Because of Xiya’s previous injury and Lei Jin using alcohol to disinfect the wound, Qing Qiao had visited their home a few times, so he and Lei Jin were acquainted. Upon seeing Lei Jin, he came over to greet him. But once beside him, his eyes scanned Lei Jin’s body, and he snatched the half-eaten hawthorn from his hand, scolding angrily:

“You’re over two months pregnant and still dare to eat this stuff?!”

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Xiya and Moya went out looking separately. If they couldn’t find him within an hour, they would meet up at home and discuss what to do next. The werebeasts who were originally helping Qi Luo’s family also came out to help. Losing a female was not a trivial matter these days. Besides, they all knew Lei Jin and Mingya and were willing to help.

Moya led some of them to the western entrance of the tribe first. Fortunately, the patrolling werebeasts said that they did not see them go out from here, because once they left the tribe from here, it would be difficult to find them. Moreover, the west was the border between grassland and jungle, the situation was complicated and relatively dangerous.

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Xiya led the rest to the woods in the north, but did not find any trace of Lei Jin and Mingya along the way. He also asked people in the tribe, but no one had ever seen them appear on the street. Xiya rubbed his brows and pondered just where Mingya had taken Lei Jin. Although Lei Jin should not be in danger with him around, that ability his little brother had could only be used when his life was threatened. This could not guarantee that Lei Jin would not be injured. Moreover, Lei Jin’s injuries had not healed yet and he had no ability to protect himself. How could he feel at ease? The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became.

Ivey clearly noticed Xiya’s uneasiness. To be fair, if his son Yaxi was missing, he might be even more irrational than Xiya. But now he could only try his best to persuade him: “Don’t worry too much. Mingya should have taken him out to play. Maybe they have already come back. Let’s go back and see what’s going on with Moya. It’s almost the agreed time. Moya should have gone back too.”

Xiya looked up at the Big Dipper in the sky. One couldn’t carry an hourglass with him at all times in the wild, so looking at the stars to estimate the time was the best way. The werebeasts were used to it, and their estimates were usually pretty accurate.

Before Xiya even neared the door, he saw Moya coming from the intersection from afar, and there was still no sign of Lei Jin beside him.

It’s already past dinner time, and it’s not a good idea to keep delaying everyone. After all, they didn’t have any clues at the moment, and it’s not a good idea to keep searching in the dark.

After everyone else left, Xiya sighed, sat on the doorstep, frowned, and said, “Moya, where can they hide? Why can’t we find them?”

“You said hide?” Moya was leaning against the wall. Hearing this, he stood up straight and something just now flashed through his mind.

“Water meadow.” The two said in unison and looked at each other. When their younger brother was bullied outside when he was a child and did not dare to go home, he ran to the water meadow and cried. Mingya thought that no one knew about it, but in fact everyone in the family knew about it. They just pretended to be ignorant because Mingya probably didn’t want others to know. But now, in order to find them, they had no choice but to go and check.

Thinking of this, the two of them decided not to waste any more time. Without even entering the house, they transformed directly into beast form and flew towards the water and grass field in the southwest direction.

Although it was completely dark now, it didn’t make much difference to werebeasts. When they landed on the small island in the middle of the lake, and looked at the two sleeping soundly in each other’s arms, they felt relieved and at the same time, they didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Everyone in the tribe was in an uproar trying to find them, but these two were actually sleeping the whole time.

But when they looked at Lei Jin’s situation again, they saw that his lower half was bare, his pants had been kicked aside long ago, his tunic was disheveled, and he might have felt cold, so he leaned closely against Mingya, with one leg resting on Mingya. That winking hole in between plump cheeks clearly visible, and the smooth skin exuded a jade-like luster under the moonlight.

“I’m so glad that so few people come here.” Xiya paused and said, otherwise such a tempting scene would be seen by the passing werebeasts, and few people would be able to hold back.

“Eldest Brother, Second Brother?” Mingya finally had some werebeast consciousness left. He woke up when he heard sounds and then felt something pressing heavily on his body. However, he was too confused to understand the situation and directly got up from the ground, waking up Lei Jin in the process.

Lei Jin woke up, turned over and sat up. He shivered from the chill, and then he realized that he was no different from being naked. He finally remembered the scene before he fell asleep. Such a little guy could press him down and touch him all over. In an instant, his expression was as dark as storm clouds. He hooked his finger at Mingya and said indifferently: “Mingya, come here.”

Mingya tilted his head and looked at Lei Jin, then fearfully scooted closer to Moya’s feet.

“Alright, it’s cold, you should put on your clothes first.” Xiya said quickly. Although he didn’t mind Lei Jin being naked, it would be bad if he got sick from the cold.

As soon as he got closer, he heard Lei Jin’s stomach growling.

“I’m going to catch some fish. Eat some before going back.” Moya also spoke at the right time, and took Mingya away, leaving the eldest brother and Lei Jin with space to talk.

The both of them beloeved that their little brother had finally “eaten” Lei Jin If not for the fact that Lei Jin could not longer become pregnant, it was likely that the first child would be Mingya’s. In their hearts, they felt both envious and jealous, wanting nothing more than to drag their little brother into a corner and give him a good beating. But that was just wishful thinking, after all it was their little brother whom everyone doted on.

The loud rumbling sound of Lei Jin’s stomach immediately reduced his momentum by 80%. It was not so easy to boost it up again. Lei Jin felt a loss of face, and seeing Xiya who had been avoiding him for many days, he said huffily: “Why aren’t you hiding anymore? If you have the guts, you can just keep hiding.” It was irritating to see him shrinking and sulking like that in his presence.

Xiya silently picked up Lei Jin’s pants, held his ankles and was about to help him put them on.

Lei Jin kicked him in the calf and said coldly, “I don’t need your help. Go find someone who actually wants that. Don’t get in my way. Find someone who can give birth to a child for you.”

Xiya was caught off guard and took the kick squarely. His body swayed, but he managed not to fall to the ground on his behind. He pressed down Lei Jin’s legs and said seriously, “Lei Jin, listen to me first. I am not hiding from you because you can’t have children. Although babies are very important in the tribe, and it is not easy to make such a choice. But for us, we want a baby of our own because of you. If you are gone, what is the meaning of a baby to us? I feel guilty because I picked those banyan fruits with my own hands. Not only will it make you unable to have a baby, it will also damage your body.”

“What’s wrong with you? I ate those fruits willingly. Even if I died, it was my own fault. Why are you blaming yourself? Do you actually want to pay with your life?” Lei Jin couldn’t help but scold. He didn’t expect it. He didn’t expect that Xiya who always seemed so sly and clever would become so stubborn and have a one track mind when encountering things?

Xiya laughed. Faced with such a “generous” female, he felt that his moping and indecision in the past two months was a joke. Yes, what are you hesitating about? At worst, if Lei Jin really died, he would just follow after him. This was not without precedent in the tribe. There was no need to be so hesitant. Even he felt embarrassed about it.

So, he resumed his usual playful smile and said, “It’s my brain that’s wrong. Don’t be angry. Come and let’s get dressed.”

Only then did Lei Jin cooperate and raised his leg.

“What are you doing?” Lei Jin raised his eyebrows. Wasn’t he just saying to put on clothes? Why wasn’t it the pants moving up over his legs, but Xiya’s fingers instead.

Xiya responded with a teasing smile, the meaning of which was self-evident. He gently stroked his skin with his hands, drawing circles on the sensitive area on the inside of his thighs.

Lei Jin had been pent up for two months. Mingya’s half-baked technique only allowed him to come once in the afternoon, which was far from enough. At this moment, under Xiya’s teasing, his body could not help but tremble, and the fire that had been suppressed for a long time immediately flared up.

“Go to the bushes.” Lei Jin said calmly. He really wanted it, so he followed his body’s reaction. However, thinking that Mingya and Moya would be back soon, he still had to make an effort to avoid them a little.

Xiya naturally cooperated very well, and the two of them quickly pushed aside the bushes and walked in one after the other. Xiya almost immediately pulled Lei Jin into his arms, lowered his head and took a cherry-red nub into his mouth, licking it with his hot and wet tongue.

“En…” Lei Jin threw his head back and moaned involuntarily. The place where he was bitten was sore and numb, but there was an undeniable pleasure.

Xiya wrapped Lei Jin’s waist in his arms, and his hands caressed and kneaded his buttocks with varying degrees of force.

It felt so empty down there that Lei Jin almost couldn’t help asking Xiya to get inside him quickly.

Xiya spread his legs and let Lei Jin sit on top of him. He pressed the burning tip at the entrance, probing a little bit at a time, and then plunged the whole thing in, giving Lei Jin almost no time to adapt before he thrust forward.

Lei Jin’s body was pushed up by him, then pulled back and penetrated deeper.

“En…ah…slow down…”

When Moya and Mingya came back and heard the noise, nothing could have been clearer. Moya was busy cleaning the fish in his hands and didn’t react much. Mingya was different. He slipped into the bushes and saw Lei Jin lying on the ground with his legs hooked on his Eldest Brother’s arms. As his Eldest Brother moved, white sticky liquid flowed down from where the two were connected and dripped onto the grass beneath them.

Blood rushed to Mingya’s head so quickly that he didn’t have time to think and just pounced on Lei Jin and licked him.

Lei Jin didn’t expect Mingya to suddenly show up. In shock, he squeezed Xiya tightly, and the both of them climaxed at the same time, panting.

Moya put the fish on the rack, walked in and without saying a word, picked up Lei Jin who was lying on the ground, and devoured his mouth fiercely until he let out a fragmented gasp.

“The fish is grilled. Aren’t you hungry? Eat first.” Moya wanted to help him put on his clothes.

“I want to wash up.” Lei Jin took a look at his messy lower half, which was sticky and uncomfortable.

“The water here is too cold. We’ll go home and take a bath with hot water.” Moya put his clothes on for him without taking a no and carried him out.

As usual, Moya fed the fish meat, which was no longer very hot, into Lei Jin’s mouth, but was intercepted by Lei Jin halfway. It was okay for someone to feed him when his arms were unable to move, but it was unreasonable for someone to feed him now that he could eat by himself.

“Can your arms move now?” Moya asked in surprised delight.

Xiya also had an excited look on his face when he came over and saw Lei Jin taking the fish and eating it by himself.

Lei Jin glared at them coldly, wondering why they were making such a fuss.

Only Mingya mumbled around a bit of fish meat: “Lei Jin’s arms has been able to move for a long time.”

Xiya gritted his teeth and walked over to him, twisting his ear and asked, “Why didn’t you tell us?”

Moya also wanted to ask, it seemed their little brother didn’t want his two ears anymore. They clearly reminded him many times that any news about Lei Jin, he must go home and tell them as soon as possible, especially if his injury has improved. Although they haf asked Chunji, it was not thorough, wasn’t it? It seemed that their little brother didn’t hear anything thing of what they said at all.

Mingya timidly looked at his eldest brother, then at his second brother, and confirmed in a small voice: “Didn’t Mingya tell you?” He had also forgotten.

“No.” Xiya said affirmatively with a smile, shaking his fist in a bluffing manner.

Moya was clearly waiting to watch the show.

“Lei Jin, help. Eldest Brother and Second Brother are bullying Mingya.” Mingya suddenly rushed into Lei Jin’s arms, seeking protection.

“Okay, why are you two trying to scare him? I told him not to say anything.” Lei Jin was clearly only defending him and he was not afraid that Xiya and Moya would see through his little white lie.

Since Lei Jin said that, Xiya and Moya could only give up.

Mingya lay in Lei Jin’s arms, squinting his eyes in content.

Lei Jin placed his hand on his head affectionately and asked gently and lovingly, “Mingya, do you feel better now?”

“En.” Mingya shook his fluffy head and rubbed it against Lei Jin’s palm.

Lei Jin grabbed his ear, much harder than Xiya’s twist, and said, “Not learning your manners at such a young age and just taking advantage of others.”

Mingya screamed “Ah!” and jumped three feet away.

With a total lack of brotherhood, Xiya and Moya laughed out loud.

The three of them took Lei Jin home directly, and Xiya went to inform Chunji to prevent him from worrying.

When Moya held his waist and thrust inside, Lei Jin was not too surprised. He cooperated very well, closed his eyes, and let Moya take charge, not trying to suppress his moans anymore.

Moya kissed Lei Jin so fiercely on the lips that he broke the skin on the corner of his mouth. Lei Jin responded even more enthusiastically, and the flames soon burned between the two.

Afterwards, Moya cleaned up and Lei Jin could only let him do it since his limbs felt like jelly. Fortunately, the water was warm and comfortable.

When Lei Jin woke up, he was lying prone, and his shoulders felt cool. He must have had the medicine applied for him, but he didn’t know who did it. When he slept now it was very deep, which made him feel strange. He could eat and sleep extremely well recently. No wonder Chunji couldn’t help scolding him for turning into a pig.

Lei Jin pinched his belly. It was all flesh. Where were his abdominal muscles? He felt distressed, demeaning his  handsome image.

“Are you awake?” Berg jumped in from outside holding a bowl.

It hadn’t been that long since they last saw each other yet Berg’s belly was so spectacular that it couldn’t be covered even with loose clothes. Lei Jin lay lazily on the bed, looking directly at Berg’s bulging belly without bothering to hide it.

Berg apparently noticed it as well, and he frowned and covered it up with his hands.

“Why are you trying to block it? It’s like I can’t see. How long will it be?” Having had enough of staying in bed, Lei Jin got up quickly, but accidentally pulled his back muscles, which made him grimace secretly.

Seeing Lei Jin’s unruffled attitude, Berg felt strangely relieved and replied, “Only about a month left.”

“Berg, do you think we can be considered friends who came together in times of tribulations?” Lei Jin began to persuade leadingly.

“A friend in times of tribulation?” The term sounds fresh.

It was such a headache when there was a communication barrier. He thought about what words to use to replace it, and said: “It means that we went through difficulties together, and then became good friends.”

“Are we good friends?” Berg raised his eyebrows. He didn’t expect that Lei Jin would actually see him as a good friend. He had injured Lei Jin before.

“Just barely.” After all he had to have an amicable relationship with the other before he could ask the next question.

“If you say so, then so be it.” Anyway, he didn’t hate Lei Jin that much now.

“Since we are friends, you shouldn’t be angry if I ask you a question?” In the art of words, start by saying something to shut the person up.

“Let me hear it first.” Berg was not easily fooled.

“Then I’ll say it.” Lei Jin swallowed and asked, “I want to know, is it an egg or a baby you will give birth to?”

“You…”

“We agreed not to be angry.” Lei Jin leaned over and saw that there were many white berries the size of grapes in the bowl that Berg was holding. He picked one up and put it in his mouth.

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It was a bit sour, but tasted really good. He ate two more without hesitation.

“You…”

“Like I said, don’t be angry.” Lei Jin waved his hand in a sweeping gesture.

“I want to ask, don’t you think this fruit is sour?”

“It’s okay.” This level of sourness was nothing.

Berg looked at him strangely.

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Lei Jin tried desperately to tell himself that he hadn’t relieved himself for nearly two months, which was a torture for a mature, normal and functional man. However, Chunji was the only one around him recently, and his hands were not very nimble, and it was not like he could ask Chunji to help him. If he held it in for too long, he would not be able to hold it in anymore, so this was a normal reaction and nothing serious.

Mingya seemed to be sleeping soundly with a smile on his lips, as if he was having a good dream. Lei Jin felt relieved and thought that he would be fine after just a little while. But who would have thought that the little guy would wake up at this time.

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Mingya’s paw landed on the target exactly, luckily he was aware that he was on Lei Jin’s leg and he didn’t use much strength with his paw. However, the ticklish feeling from this action made Lei Jin tremble and become harder. Lei Jin reacted quickly by closing his mouth to suppress the low moan that was about to come out.

Mingya wanted to press it a few more times and observe the bulge more clearly, but Lei Jin stopped him with a scold.

A drop of sweat ran down Lei Jin’s forehead. If he pressed it again, he would die if he really came.

Mingya didn’t know how he ended up standing up on Lei Jin’s legs, holding onto the front of his collar. Seeing the drop of sweat about to fall, he stuck out his tongue and swiped it away.

When Lei Jin saw Mingya’s intoxicated expression, his heart sank. No, he couldn’t stay here any longer. He had to take Mingya away from here temporarily. From the looks of it, although Mingya is young, he had also been affected. It didn’t matter what he did, but if he lead a child astray, that would be a serious sin.

Lei Jin hadn’t been out since he returned to the tribe. Firstly, his health was not convenient for him to go out. Secondly, the fainting incident that day really damaged Lei Jin’s self-percieved image of being handsome and cool. The thought of going out and enduring a lot of pitiful looks from onlookers made it even more unbearable. So he simply hibernated in seclusion here, hoping to make a brilliant comeback one day. Besides, there were few people here at Chunji’s, and he just wanted to have some peace.

He found out that when Chunji and his werebeast lovers were doing that kind of thing, he never let them into the house or stay overnight. No matter how passionate the process was, they had to leave after it was over. Chunji was ruthless. Those werebeasts were more like vibrators to Chunji than lovers. Of course, when Lei Jin said this, Chunji naturally didn’t know what a vibrator was, otherwise it would be hard to say whether Lei Jin could survive here with his hands and feet intact.

Since they were not going into the house, Lei Jin simply hid in the house, just treating it as if he was listening to a live sex show. He had done so as usual today and did not think it was inappropriate. But now he regretted not leaving decisively when he saw the two werebeasts come over.

But it’s not too late to leave now, right?

“Mingya, let’s go out for a walk.” Lei Jin said, clutching a piece of clothing beside him.

Mingya blinked, his eyes seemed to clear up, he nodded hurriedly and jumped off Lei Jin.

Mingya pushed open the door in front, and Lei Jin stood up and followed behind. The sound was naturally clearer in the yard than in the house. Lei Jin pondered whether he should let Chunji know, but when he turned around he saw Chunji leaning against a werebeast’s arms. They were both sitting on the same chair. The werebeast behind him had his hands on his waist, and that burning rod of heat frequently went in and out of the place where they were connected. The werebeast in front was kneeling on the ground, pleasuring Chunji’s front with his mouth.

Lei Jin saw Chunji’s flushed face and dazed eyes and knew that it was useless to say anything. Chunji would never hear it. It seemed that it would not be over in a short time. He and Mingya should just go out early and come back early.

However, when Lei Jin lowered his head he instantly became annoyed at what he saw. The little guy was still staring with great interest, so he let go of the clothes he was holding and threw them on Mingya’s head.

Mingya reflexively raised his claws to grab it.

“You are not allowed to take it off. Get out first.” Lei Jin kicked him on the butt and led Mingya to the door.

At first Chunji didn’t react when he saw Lei Jin was about to go out. When he finally did and wanted to speak, there was a sudden force from behind, causing him to lose the little bit of consciousness he had just regained.

The two of them went out of the door. Lei Jin didn’t say anything, and Mingya didn’t dare to take it off. He tripped over the clothes after taking two steps, and almost bumped into the wall in the alley.

“Okay, take it off.” Lei Jin finally spoke with mercy.

Mingya then took it down and handed it to Lei Jin with his paw.

“Is there any place with few people and water?” Lei Jin asked Mingya. Although he had been in this world for some time, he only wandered around the tribe. For the sake of his own life, he did not investigate other places.

But now he urgently needed a place like that. It was still hard there and it was really uncomfortable. He couldn’t just walk around with his little tent set up.

Mingya secretly glanced at Lei Jin from below and whispered, “Can we go to the water meadow?”

“What is the water meadow?” Lei Jin asked, but he regretted it right after asking. This dummy probably couldn’t even tell him the answer.

Sure enough, Mingya said, “Water meadow is a meadow with water.”

A meadow with water? He guessed there were more puddles on the grass? Forget it, no matter where it s, the most important thing is that there is no one there, so he asked again: “Are you sure there is no one there?”

“Only Mingya knows the way in, no one else knows.” Mingya said proudly, even his ears twitching with pride.

“Then lead the way and take the road with fewer people.” He couldn’t afford to meet anyone in this state.

However, when he arrived at the place, Lei Jin found that his guess was wrong. This was not a water meadow. The terrain here was relatively low-lying. At a glance, there were lush green grass and verdant branches and leaves. The mountains and valleys are full of purple wild flowers in full bloom, and it is a peaceful and leisurely beauty no matter how you look at it. But the premise is that there is land under the grass, not water of unknown depth. Yes, this is an area of ​​water with dense grass. It would be more appropriate to call it a grass sea rather than a water meadow.

“En, grass sea sounds better, and Lei Jin is so awesome.” Mingya nodded heavily.

“Watch the road ahead of you.” They were now walking on a narrow path in the ​​grass sea. If they were not careful, they might slip into the water beside them. The path was winding and he was rather surprised that dummy Mingya remembered it. But it was indeed hidden, so they wouldn’t have to worry about being discovered when he did that thing later. He was a little impatient and felt uncomfortable.

“We’re here.” Mingya pushed aside the bushes in front of him, turned around and said with a smile.

Lei Jin followed and found a small island in the middle of the lake that was as big as two football fields. It was difficult to spot even in the air due to the tall grass all around. He sighed again, what a great place.

Lei Jin’s arms have shown obvious improvement now. Although his other motor skills were not fully recovered, he could still do light activities. He broke off a stem of tall grass and poked it into the surrounding water to test. It turned out that the water was not deep and there would not be any large aggressive animals in the shallow water. It was just right for him to take a bath and relieve himself.

“Mingya, go walk over there by yourself. I’ll take a bath.” Boss Lei Jin gave the order.

Mingya pouted and walked away obediently, although he was reluctant.

Lei Jin undressed with great effort, sat on the shore, and slowly slid into the water.

The water was a little cold, but it was really comfortable. The sky was vast and the land was vast, and the water was pure natural. He had gotten used to the cleanliness and purity of the water here. He was even worried that he would not be able to adapt to the tap water after returning to the modern era.

Of course he did not forget the most important thing. Lei Jin reached his hand under the water, held that place, rubbed it up and down, gently gripped and twisted his wrist, but he didn’t know if it was because his movement was still impeded but after a long time, he was still as hard as before, without any sign of release. On the contrary, that secret area at the back only felt more empty and unbearable, and he wished something could grind inside it.

In a moment of heat-addled frustration, the two fingers of his right hand really slid into the crack of his buttocks, but he had never done this kind of work before. This was the job of Xiya and Moya.

“Tss…” The consequence of two fingers going directly in was Lei Jin inhaling sharply at the sting. Damn, it really hurts.

The pain brought Lei Jin back to his senses. He cursed himself for his previous behavior and pulled out his fingers decisively. The hole was stretched open, and the cool water that flowed in relieved the pain.

After Lei Jin’s unremitting efforts, his hardness in front finally released some turbid liquid and softened. Although it was far from finding full relief for him, there was no other way. His arms that had just recovered had already begun to send out warnings of pain. This was the only way today.

Lei Jin came up little by little, wiped his body with the clothes he had brought, and put on the clothes with great difficulty. Before he could tie the knot of the tunic, he had already used up all the strength in his arms. Lei Jin lay on the ground to rest for a while. Through the gaps between the grass leaves, he could still see the blue sky and white clouds.

After resting for a while, Lei Jin felt that his strength had returned a little, and he wanted to call Mingya to go home, but what made Lei Jin want to curse was that that part of him that had not been fully relieved became hard again.

“It’s not that I don’t want you to feel good, it’s that you just refuse to come.” Lei Jin thought bitterly.

But now that he had gone out here, he couldn’t go back with a tent again.

“Fine.” Lei Jin resigned himself to his fate and pulled his pants down to his knees. Lying on the ground, closing his eyes, he imagined that these were Xiya’s or Moya’s fingers, the texture rougher than his own, and pinched and rubbed it with his five fingers.

“Moya… ngh… Xiya…” Lei Jin didn’t realize that he had called out their names, and was still immersed in the feeling of impending liberation.

Lei Jin, who was concentrating on the movements of his hands, did not notice that Mingya had come back and was now standing in front of Lei Jin, watching his movements intently, his breathing unconsciously coming out in hot puffs.

Although he didn’t notice it at first, Lei Jin’s natural alertness allowed him to quickly discover the strangeness around him. He opened his eyes and looked into Mingya’s reddened eyes.

“Mingya, when did you come back?” Lei Jin blurted out in shock. Then he realized his current appearance, and made to pull on his pants quickly.

Mingya pounced on Lei Jin fiercely.

“What are you doing? Mingya?” Lei Jin tried his best to appear calm.

“Mingya can do it too.” Mingya sniffed and said aggrievedly.

“What did you say?” Speaking nonsense.

“Mingya will also make you feel good. My brothers can do it, and Mingya can do it too.”

Hot breaths brushed against his skin. Mingya lay on Lei Jin’s neck and licked him insistently, leaving wet trails everywhere.

“Come down, Mingya.” Lei Jin frowned. After what happened just now, he really didn’t have much strength in his arms to push him away.

“No…” Mingya’s eyes shone moistly and he shook his head stubbornly. Why did Lei Jin only call the names of Eldest and Second Brothers when Mingya was clearly the one here. He knew that Lei Jin disliked him.

Retracting the spikes on his claws, Mingya pushed aside the tunic that had already fallen open, revealing the two cherry-red spots on Lei Jin’s chest. He curiously pressed one twice with the pad of his claw, and as he stroked it, the nub actually slowly stood up.

“Get off, Mingya…ah…” Lei Jin let out a low gasp, unable to hold it in.

“Lei Jin’s voice is so nice, just like when you were in bed with Second Brother. Mingya feels so hot and a little thirsty.” Mingya swallowed and used the small pads under his claws to rub Lei Jin’s cherry red. The soft yet rough feeling made Lei Jin feel pained but also gave him uncontrollable pleasure.

“The color has become darker, Lei Jin.” Mingya was addicted to the game. After finishing one, he moved on to another, exclaiming as he did so. Lei Jin’s face turned red, and he wished he could bash this little guy to death immediately, but his arms hung at both sides and he couldn’t use any strength at all. He had no choice but to let him hold him down.

“It looks delicious. Mingya wants to try it.” Mingya’s eyes lit up as he stared at the two dark red nubs. They were already a little red and swollen, but looked so tempting, like two small berries.

“Don’t…” Lei Jin yelled out, but it was too late.

Mingya leaned forward and sucked hard like a baby sucking milk.

“Hmm…” A strong tingling sensation shot through him and Lei Jin twisted his body unbearably, wanting to avoid it, but also wanting even more. His body, which had not been relieved for two months, was extremely sensitive and could not withstand any stimulation. However, he still felt vaguely unsatisfied.

Mingya felt that his body was about to burn, and that part of him was hard and dripping. His front rubbed against Lei Jin’s body, his body slowly sliding down, accidentally bumping against Lei Jin’s own burning hardness.

Mingya suddenly remembered the scene he saw before leaving the house. If he licked him, would Lei Jin feel as good as Brother Chunji?

“Lei Jin, let Mingya lick it for you?” Mingya endured his own discomfort, and carefully touched the hardness standing erect with his claws, seriously asking Lei Jin for his opinion.

Lei Jin’s opinion was: “Get lost.”

“Mingya wants to help you.” Mingya couldn’t help crying, “Why don’t you want Mingya?”

“No need for you.” Lei Jin insisted, sweating profusely, enduring the restless feeling in his body.

Mingya held his breath, sat on Lei Jin’s legs, and hurriedly took off Lei Jin’s pants. He used his claws to separate Lei Jin’s naked, slender thighs and took it into his mouth.

Lei Jin raised his leg to kick him away, but seeing this, he could only freeze in place. Who could guarantee that if he kicked him, the little guy wouldn’t bite him and turn him into a eunuch?

The consequence of letting it go was that Lei Jin could only lie on his back with his legs wide open on the grass in the wild, letting Mingya lie between his legs and lick him over and over again. Although he would feel teeth graze him from time to time, gasping in pain, he was tortured by wave after wave of numbing pleasure. Lei Jin shook his head and gasped, and the sweat on his forehead dripped down his hair onto the grass leaves beneath him.

Still not enough, want more.

“Lei Jin, you’re leaking.” Mingya stared at that secret area with wide eyes, and touched it tentatively with a furry claw. As Lei Jin wanted to kick Mingya away just now but didn’t dare to, his legs were now bent and spread out, and his body was slightly raised as Mingya licked him, so the scenery of the secret area was clearly visible.

“Eldest and Second Brothers have been inside here, Mingya wants to go in too.”

Lei Jin had consumed too much energy, and was practically collapsed by the torture of being unable to find release, so he didn’t hear what Ming Ya said at all.

But in fact, he didn’t need to hear it, because the next moment, he felt a burst of warmth in that secret area behind him. He instinctively wanted to resist the invasion, but Mingya’s tongue suddenly licked inside. He used his claws to spread the buttocks and plunged his tongue deeply.

The smoothness of the fur on the inside of his thighs made Lei Jin realize that there was a leopard’s tongue in his body. This thought terrified Lei Jin, and he raised his legs several times to try to kick him away. Although Mingya’s movements were unpracticed, his werebeast instinct told him that if he hit a certain point, Lei Jin’s body would tremble violently and an alluring sound would come from deep in his throat.

“Hmm…” The erosive pleasure coming from inside his body made him want to let go, but at the same time also had him clamping down on Mingya’s tongue.

“Lei Jin, you’re so hot inside, and you’re squeezing Mingya so tight.”

“Shut up.” Lei Jin became angry and embarrassed.

Mingya bit his lip, and hot tears dripped at the entrance. While sobbing, he inserted his tongue again, hitting the weak spot in Lei Jin’s body again and again.

Although he was forced, Lei Jin could not deny that he felt overwhelming ecstasy.

Lei Jin gasped sharply, his whole body twitching, and finally came.

“Mingya likes you, Mingya likes you…” Mingya’s eyes were blurred, tears falling down, but still he did not forget to lick Lei Jin’s body all over.

Lei Jin’s chest rose and fell rapidly, and he took big gulps of the fresh air that could now finally be inhaled.

“Lei Jin, you like Mingya too, right? Mingya will treat you well and will only like you.” Mingya lay beside Lei Jin and nuzzled his sweaty hair affectionately with his furry white head.

It was still very uncomfortable down there, but if he put himself in, Lei Jin would definitely ignore Mingya, so he had to endure it.

“Go wash up.” Lei Jin’s face darkened. Mingya’s body was still covered with his fluids.

“Oh. “Mingya stood up, picked up Lei Jin’s clothes and covered him with them, then jumped into the water, looking back every few steps.

It took a long time before he came back, his fur all wet and dripping with water. He was afraid of touching Lei Jin, so he didn’t dare to get too close. He lay down in several places. Seeing that Lei Jin still ignored him, Mingya scratched the ground with his claws and said in a low voice: “Mingya has no strength left and can’t walk anymore.”

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It just so happened that Lei Jin didn’t have much strength left, so the two of them decided to rest here for a while before leaving.

It was getting dark. Chunji had been to the entrance of the alley several times, but there was no sign of Lei Jin. He became anxious and ran to Roger’s house. Xiya and Moya were still helping at Qi Luo’s house. When they heard the news of Lei Jin’s disappearance, they were both worried sick.

Where have Lei Jin and Mingya gone?

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