Oh No, Daddy Sent Me To The Beast World!-Chapter 13: Must you always hit meeeee!

Lin Huahua stared at the clothing Feng Yiren had sewed for her and did not look that please.

She had to admit he was fast in sewing the clothing, but the clothing was not as preety as she had expected.

Because he had seemed so confident when he used that weird bone like needle and thread to sew for her.

The top looked ok, but the stitches were one of the worse she had ever seen in her life. Also why did the skirt look so bent. Or was It a design?

She could not help but ask herself. And since Lin Huahua grew up in a house hold where she always complained when something was not to her taste.

So naturally that was what she was about to do, "Feng..." till she saw the sly Fox face was not confident anymore instead he looked sad.

"If you don’t like it just give it back to me. There is no need to scold me again" Although Feng Yiren tried to sound confident in his words. It was obvious he was heartbroken by Lin Huahua’s reaction.

Lin Huahua: "..."

But then again Lin Huahua wasn’t stupid so she simply cleared her throat. And put on a stiff smile.

She had to try fix her reputation with the men before she finally left.

"Tsk If you want it back you can take it. You haven’t even let me try it on and you’re already pouting" Lin Huahua hugged the dress as she spoke.

Feng Yiren who had been originally been sad because he thought that once again Lin Huahua will always hate anything he does for her, was shocked when he heard her words.

He immediately looked at her and when he saw her hugging the dress, his tail puffed up with pride.

Hmm maybe this female was simply acting stubborn on purpose earlier so that he wouldn’t see how much she loved the dress.

Feng Yiren could not not contain his excitement and quickly jumped up.

"Quick quick then change into it" He stared at Lin Huahua expectantly Wondering why she was still standing there.

And Lin Huahua almost did it too. She was about to take off her clothes when she sensed something was wrong.

She looked up from the clothes to Feng Yiren smug face and she stared at him hoping he got her point and quickly give her privacy to change.

But instead Feng Yiren stared at her like the shameless fox he was. "What? Don’t tell me you’ve gotten so dumb to the point you can’t even dress on your own?"

His question made Lin Huahua turn red from frustration. "I am starting at you because you shouldn’t be here when I undress"

Feng Yiren blinked at her like she was crazy. Because in the past Lin Huahua never cared if any of them was in the room and would simply change in front of them sometimes.

So now why did she look so red.

"Eh? What is there to be embarrassed about, I am your male so it is only natural I watch you change. Besides I have seen you naked countless times in the past so why are you shy now?" The fox said with a smug smile and even dared to stare at Lin Huahua’s body shamelessly.

At that point Lin Huahua could not take it anymore.

"FENG YIREN!!! Lin Huahua screamed as she instinctively picked up a small stick and turned towards Feng Yiren.

The moment Feng Yiren saw her running towards him with that stick, his tail immediately puffed up and he ran past Lin Huahua.

He did not even bother to look back and he ran out. But then he peeked into the room again.

"You— You always do this! You always hit me!" He pointed at Lin Huahua accusingly

Lin Huahua’s cheeks were still red. She gritted her teeth. Even though she knew that her placeholder usually abused these men in the past and she did not like it.

She also felt like out of all of them Feng Yiren was the most stubborn and annoying.

"Yes." She nodded seriously. "Because you deserve it. You are too stubborn."

Feng Yiren stared at her, shocked.

Then he suddenly clutched his chest dramatically.

"So you admit it. You are a violent female."

Lin Huahua lifted the stick again, eyes flashing.

"Do you want me to prove it?"

Feng Yiren immediately yelped.

"Fine! Fine! I’m leaving!"

He dashed out of the room and screamed as he ran.

"Must you always hit meeeee!"

Lin Huahua’s voice followed after him like a knife.

"Yes! You deserve it!"

Outside, Feng Yiren’s voice came again, loud and offended.

"This is discrimination against foxes!"

Lin Huahua: "..."

She inhaled, then muttered to herself.

This fox is going to shorten my lifespan.

Outside, Feng Yiren was sitting on the ground.

His back was facing inside.

His fox tail was wrapped around his body like a blanket.

His ears were flat, like he was sulking.

...

Lin Huahua finished tying the last knot of the dress with shaky fingers, and she stood behind the stone partition for a long moment, trying to calm her heartbeat, because she genuinely could not understand why a fox sitting outside the entrance could make her feel like she was being watched by the entire universe.

This was supposed to be a simulation, and logically speaking, nothing here should have been able to fluster her this much, but the problem was that everything in this world felt too real, the temperature of the air, the roughness of the fur under her feet, and even the way Feng Yiren’s presence outside the door felt like a sharp flame that refused to go out.

Lin Huahua’s rat ears twitched as she adjusted the dress again, and when she looked down, she realized that the cloth actually suited her, because it hugged her waist just right, and it did not feel itchy the way beast skins did.

She stared at the stitches, and she noticed that some lines were crooked, but they were not careless, because every part that needed strength was reinforced, and every area that would rub against skin was softer.

For some reason, that made her feel a little complicated.

So he made it properly, even if he pretended not to care.

Lin Huahua pursed her lips, then she inhaled and stepped out from behind the partition like she was entering a battlefield.

The moment she appeared, the air outside the door changed.

Feng Yiren was still sitting on the ground with his back facing the room, and his fox tail was wrapped around his body like a blanket, but his ears were too honest, because the second he heard her footsteps, those ears perked slightly, then flattened again like he was trying very hard to pretend that he did not care.

Lin Huahua narrowed her eyes.

So he really did stay outside like a "gentleman," even though he was shameless a minute ago.

She walked toward the door slowly, and she stopped right behind him.

Feng Yiren’s shoulders tensed, and in his mind, he told himself very strictly that he would not turn around, because if he turned around and looked, she might actually hit him, and he did not want to get hit today, because his pride was already bruised enough.

But his fox instincts were a different story, because his nose caught her scent, and it was clean and sweet, mixed with the warm fur smell of the hut, and his throat suddenly went dry.

Why does she smell like this now?

Why is her scent not bitter like anger anymore?

Why does it feel... soft?

Feng Yiren clenched his fist, because he did not want to admit that his body reacted before his mind did, and he hated that he could not control it.

Lin Huahua looked down at his stiff back, then she spoke in a calm voice that sounded too normal.

"Feng Yiren."

His ears twitched.

"What."

Lin Huahua blinked slowly, then she lifted her hand and tapped his shoulder once, not hard, just enough to remind him that she was there.