"God must have put in a lot of effort when creating you, even your feet are so beautiful..." He pried open Fang Hua's toes and licked the space between them.
When Fang Hua was stimulated, his entire instep arched, and tiny blood vessels spread across it, like a flaw appearing on a crystal. His soles were still pink, like a baby who had never walked on the ground, still retaining their tender color.
Not only were the new zookeepers stunned, but even Fang Rong was dumbfounded.
Although Fang Hua was ugly as a child, he was really beautiful when he transformed into human form. Even TV stars couldn't match his beauty. It was a captivating beauty that made people want to get closer to him.
Fang Rong rummaged through the room and found a fire axe, the kind that hangs on the wall. He forcefully broke it down, intending to kill the new zookeeper.
He had just reached the door when he suddenly saw Fang Hua open his eyes behind the new zookeeper on the screen. His eyes were icy cold and had the blood-red color of a wild beast.
The zookeeper, upon waking, picked him up, draped his arms around his neck, and kissed and stroked his body.
A nimble tail silently coiled behind the new zookeeper, its tip suddenly revealing a section of tailbone. The tailbone was triangular in shape, its tip gleaming coldly. Because it was so small, it was usually tucked into his flesh, and no one except Fang Rong had ever seen it. Now, that tailbone was like a cleaver hanging over someone's head, ready to strike at any moment.
Oh no! The new zookeeper is in danger!
Although they didn't get along, it was still a life, and Fang Rong couldn't just stand by and do nothing. After thinking for a moment, he picked up his axe and rushed out.
Fang Hua's cage wasn't far from the rest room, and Fang Rong arrived quickly, but he was still too late. The cage was a mess; the thick iron bars had been bent, and the new keeper was lying on the ground with his neck bitten open, only a small piece still connected, blood flowing out like it was free.
He didn't seem to be quite dead yet; his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was opening and closing as if he had something to say. Fang Rong hesitated for a moment, but still lay on the ground to listen to what he was saying.
"He...he...he...ran away..."
With each word he spoke, more blood gushed from his mouth, some even spraying into Fang Rong's ears; the warm, wet sensation horrified him.
This was the second time he had witnessed Fang Hua kill someone; the first time was his own siblings, and the second time was someone who wanted to defile him.
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