No, no, I can't think about it anymore... This is the beast world, a vacuum is normal...

Yuan Mo saw the little female's cheeks flushed and she looked at him with watery eyes.

He felt that he had been locked in by that gaze, and could only stand there blankly, not daring to make any unnecessary movements, allowing her to look over every inch of his body.

Yuan Mo was extremely nervous...

I don't know what the little female's intention is.

I wonder if the little female is satisfied with the juicy fruit he sent her early in the morning.

I don't know, is she here to reject him?

The longer he was quiet, the more panicked he became. Helplessness and longing intertwined, crowding out all other thoughts...

He began to pray to the Beast God in his heart: Beast God, please let me win the favor of the little female. Or... even if, even if I don't win, please don't hate me...

"Ape Mo, is that so?"

"Would you like to take me to pick honeydew fruits?"

The female's soft and sweet voice was like the sound of nature, instantly rescuing Yuan Mo, whose blood was frozen.

There was a light of surprise in his eyes, and his resolute and handsome face was filled with disbelief - was the little female talking to him?

Did he hear it wrongly? Was he hallucinating?

Long Zhenzhen was amused by Yuan Mo's dazed expression.

Without shoes, the female's skin was too fragile to walk on the ground, so she motioned Feng Yan to come closer.

Yuan Mo saw a small, glowing white hand passing before his eyes. "Don't you want to take me to pick honeydew fruits?"

The slightly aggrieved tone of the little female made him regain his rationality. He answered without hesitation, but stammered, "I... am... willing. I... am willing!"