Oh No, Daddy Sent Me To The Beast World!-Chapter 12: I am not little

Feng Yiren did not even look ashamed when Lin Huahua screamed. His fingers were still pressed boldly against her chest, and his fox ears twitched with satisfaction as if he had just discovered a new toy he wanted to hide and keep forever.

"What? I am measuring," he replied calmly, as if his brazen behavior made perfect sense. His fluffy tail even swished behind him in pure fox arrogance. "If I do not know how big the cloth must be, how will I sew your top?"

Even though Feng Yiren wasn’t lying and that was the normal way males usually measured their females to sew clothes for them.

He had to admit that his female may look little, but she had really full and soft breasts. He felt like he could play with them forever.

Hearing Lin Huahua’s scream Mu Qingyi and even Hu Baiyu who had been recuperating immediately burst into the room.

But the sight before them made them dumfounded. They had thought she was in danger, but instead it was just Feng Yiren being shameless.

Lin Huahua’s jaw dropped. She slapped his hand away so quickly that even Hu Baiyu flinched from the wind pressure. Her white ears trembled wildly as her face heated up in embarrassment.

"Y-you can’t just grab people’s breasts! Who taught you that?!" she shouted while covering her chest with both arms.

Inside her heart she screamed, Where is HR? Where is the police? I want to call someone!

Feng Yiren rolled his eyes as if SHE was the one being unreasonable.

"Little rat, your chest sticks out. I have to measure it somehow. Do you expect me to guess the size like a blind chicken?"

Oh so he was just measuring her .

Mu Qingyi looked so embarrassed. This wasn’t the first time she had been touched like that by one of the males. So why was she so red this time around.

Before Lin Huahua’s brain could recover, Mu Qingyi stood annoyed at the side, completely red to the tips of his deer ears.

His mind short-circuited the moment Feng Yiren grabbed her, and a frustrated, helpless tremble ran down his arms.

He then realized that in the past it was either him or Hu Baiyu who measured Lin Huahua in the past. So maybe it felt new that Feng Yiren was doing it this time around.

Who knows. Maybe he had even grabbed her too roughly this time around. Still he could not help but feel a little bit jealous.

He touched her. He touched her chest. How shameless. I should have stopped him sooner. I should have been the one measuring her, not him.

Hu Baiyu, who was still injured, let out a low, dangerous growl. It was not loud, but the protective sound made every hair on Lin Huahua’s body stand.

He was a lion, and even weakened he radiated a possessive aura that made Feng Yiren’s tail puff a little in instinctive fear.

Lin Huahua quickly tried to regain her composure. She stood straighter and glared at Feng Yiren, who was now pretending to be completely innocent and busy with the cloth.

"You could have warned me first," she muttered, still holding her chest for dear life. Her ears lowered shyly, and she glanced around in embarrassment.

Feng Yiren finally let out a slow, smug smirk.

"Next time I will warn you with a countdown. Three... two..." he teased.

"Don’t you dare!" Lin Huahua huffed. Her fluffy tail puffed and curled protectively behind her legs. She looked like an angry snowball.

Feeling her soft distress, Mu Qingyi walked closer and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. His touch was light, almost hesitant, but full of sincerity.

"Hua’er," he said softly, "if you feel uncomfortable... I can measure you instead."

Feng Yiren shot him a glare so cold it could freeze his tail stiff. He did not know why but he immediately felt possessive over Lin Huahua.

"How? With what? Your hooves?" he snapped.

"They are not hooves in human form," Mu Qingyi muttered back, offended.

Lin Huahua stared at the two men struggling to argue quietly while trying not to upset her. The sight warmed her chest.

They were both protective in such different ways. Mu Qingyi was like a gentle breeze that wrapped softly around her, while Feng Yiren was like a burning flame that refused to be ignored. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

She felt her heart melt a little, and her voice softened without her noticing.

"Alright... just... measure me properly. Do not grab random parts next time."

Feng Yiren’s eyes gleamed with victory.

"Then stand still," he said.

Lin Huahua took in a breath, preparing herself mentally.

The fox stepped close again, but this time his hand lifted gently, almost respectfully. He placed his palm along her shoulder, checking width and length, and though his touch was careful, his sly eyes continued to observe every expression she made.

Her white rat ears twitched nervously.

Her tail curled in front of her.

Her little fingers fidgeted.

And the males watched her with so much affection that even the air around them turned warm.

Mu Qingyi held his breath each time Feng Yiren touched her, jealousy gnawing at him, but his eyes softened because Lin Huahua looked so small and cute standing there.

Hu Baiyu lowered his head and observed silently, his lion instincts wanting to circle around her protectively.

Feng Yiren took one final measurement, then stepped back with a satisfied nod.

"Done. I will sew something that fits your little rat figure perfectly."

Lin Huahua puffed her cheeks.

"I am not little."

"You are," Feng Yiren replied instantly.

Mu Qingyi nodded quietly in agreement.

Hu Baiyu gave a small huff of approval.

Lin Huahua stared at them, offended but warm inside. Maybe being small is not so bad if they look at me like this...