Chapter 153 Rua the Tsundere Big Cat (10)

"Brother Leta..." The pressure on his shoulder was a little painful. Li Ziyan felt Leta's low mood and didn't dare to speak for a moment. He looked up at Leta cautiously and followed him. "Brother Leta, are you unhappy?"

"No," Leta said stiffly, but she didn't loosen her grip on Li Ziyan's hand, instead tightened it a little, "Where are you going?"

"I heard that the Beast God Festival here is very interesting. Brother Leta, do you want to stay and participate?" Li Ziyan's voice was soft. He grabbed the corner of Leta's clothes and hooked his tail upwards to hook Leta's arm. A tingling touch made Leta's fingers tremble slightly, but he did not take them away from Li Ziyan's shoulders.

"Yeah," Leita seemed to feel that this action was too intimate, afraid that Li Ziyan would misunderstand, so she spoke in a stiff tone, "There are too many people, I'm afraid you and I will get separated."

"I know, I will be good." Li Ziyan nodded, biting his lower lip lightly, but a hint of red appeared on his cheeks just right. He closed the distance between the two of them without leaving a trace, and rubbed his head against Leta's chest, looking very satisfied.

The Beast God Festival usually starts at night, and when the two people reached the top of the mountain, it was already dark.

Many orcs and sub-orcs walked together in twos and threes, holding fireworks sticks and masks in their hands, making the scene extremely lively.

This was the first time that Li Ziyan had seen such a scene. It was impossible for him to say that he didn't like it or was surprised. His eyes unconsciously glanced around, looking very lively.

Leta could see that he wanted to walk around, so she didn't hold him back. She withdrew her arm, which was already a little sore, and moved it behind her back.

Although the arm was taken away, the distance between the two people did not widen. Li Ziyan's tail was a little unscrupulous and naturally wrapped around Leta's arm.

Inexplicably, that feeling of emptiness disappeared. Leta breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the cat's tail on her arm, and then looked at the little ears in front of her, feeling very satisfied.

The market was just a prelude; the bonfire party of the Beast God Festival was the highlight. People who came to Moling Mountain would naturally not miss it. The two of them met Garcia and his group again.

"Zi Yan! What a coincidence!" Garcia ran over, holding a cat-shaped marshmallow in his hand and handed it to Li Zi Yan, "This is the marshmallow I just bought, here!"

Li Ziyan wanted to refuse, but the other party's kindness was hard to refuse, so he stopped talking. The more people there were, the more fun it was. They all walked towards the bonfire party. Leta stood next to Li Ziyan, and Garcia stood on his other side, constantly chatting with him. That attitude and eyes... Sima Zhao's intentions were obvious.

The Beast God Festival is a day dedicated to worshipping the Beast God, thanking him for his protection, life, and hope. In Beastman tradition, this day is also considered Valentine's Day. All sub-beastmen and beastmen are granted a day off. During bonfire parties, couples sing and dance, expressing their love. Those with mutual affection can invite each other to a party; if they can express their feelings on this day, they will receive the Beast God's blessing.

The bonfire party began, the music started, and many people who came together entered the dance floor and danced around the bonfire.

Li Ziyan pursed his lips and walked in front of Leta. His fair cheeks were slightly flushed in the light of the fire, and his eyes were shining. Leta looked at the other party's movements and expressions, his heart moved slightly, and he straightened his back silently.

"Brother Leta, do you want to go dancing? Can I..."

"I don't like this kind of boring thing," Leta said aloud. Seeing Li Ziyan's eyes dimmed instantly, she cursed herself in her heart, "You..."

"Zi Yan!" Garcia came over from behind, took Li Zi Yan's arm, and glanced at Leta. "Senior Leta probably doesn't like dancing, Zi Yan, do you want to go with me? It's fun."

"..." If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Leta would have punched the troublemaker in front of her. Seeing that Li Ziyan was about to be pulled away by Garcia, Leta reached out and pressed Li Ziyan's shoulder, "You want to go dancing?"

Li Ziyan nodded subconsciously, then shook his head quickly, wanting to turn his head away to reject Garcia, "...No, I don't want to go."

But the next second, his hand was taken by Leta, "Let's go."

"ah?"

"Don't you want to jump?" Leta tilted his head, not looking directly at Li Ziyan, but his ears were red. He watched a smile slowly appear on Li Ziyan's face, and he felt relieved.

He glanced and saw Garcia still standing there. He was still looking at the two of them with a polite smile on his face, but his eyes were not as friendly as they looked.

Leta's eyes turned cold, and she exerted force with her arms, turned around with Li Ziyan, and blocked Li Ziyan behind her.

Li Ziyan knew nothing about the battle between the two, and the two played until late at night.

There is a homestay on the mountain. It was so late, and the two of them had no plans to go down. They walked on the path under the bright moonlight.

Li Ziyan followed Leta, probably because he was exhausted, and didn't say much, but Leta found something wrong. The sound of Li Ziyan's footsteps was light and heavy, not very smooth. For every step he took, Li Ziyan took two steps.

Li Ziyan stopped suddenly and failed to brake, almost bumping into Leta.

"Brother Leta, what's wrong?"

Leta didn't say anything, but looked down at Li Ziyan's ankle. His gaze was so scorching that Li Ziyan felt a little nervous. He retracted his foot, but felt a sharp pain and took a breath.

There was no place to sit around, so Leta half-knelt on the ground, half-holding Li Ziyan's waist and letting him sit on her legs. Li Ziyan was weak and afraid of falling, so he didn't dare to move at all and let the other party take off his shoes.

In order to climb the mountain, Li Ziyan specially wore more comfortable sports shoes, but he overestimated his physical fitness. After walking for a whole day, his delicate skin was already worn out.

A blister had formed behind the ankle of her left foot, and her right foot was broken, looking bloody and mangled in the dark. Leta frowned and said unkindly, "Why didn't you tell me your foot was broken?"

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury..." Li Ziyan's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he could only whisper in a flattering voice, "Brother Leta, are you angry?"

Leta didn't say anything. With a cold face, she picked up Li Ziyan and forced him to hug her neck and sit on her arms. She held Li Ziyan's shoes in her other hand.

There were many orc couples staying at the B&B, and when they saw the interaction between the two, they all smiled at each other and gave each other teasing looks.

Leta had an unexpected expression, but the tips of her ears were red. In this position, Li Ziyan's chest was facing his face, and he could clearly smell the camellia scent on Li Ziyan's body.

But this little thing was still ignorant of life and death, and clung to him tightly, whispering in his ear, "Brother Leta is so gentle, I like Brother Leta so much."

Gentle words of confession and soft kisses came together. Leta's pupils shrank slightly and she felt her heart skip a beat.