Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“You guys have woken up?” Bai Qingqing smiled as she stood up, making a long stretch and looking more like she was the one who had just woken up from sleep.
The moment she got up, a loud rumble came from her stomach. Bai Qingqing’s face flushed up and she immediately drew her hands back.
A hint of a smile flashed in Curtis’s eyes, and he said, “Let’s go home.”
They wrapped Bai Qingqing and An’an up with leaves, then the entire family returned to the stone castle at the fastest speed.
After being exposed to the cold wind for the entire day, Bai Qingqing’s nose was running a little. She sat down by the warm fire, feeling agitated.
It had been three and a half years since she had come to the beastmen world. She had finally found a job that she could spend her time doing. If she had practiced drawing from three and a half years ago, she might have become a great master by now. Hehehehe…
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She wasn’t afraid. She had many more three and a half years. She would become a great artist sooner or later.
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Bai Qingqing sank into her wonderful imagination, unable to draw herself out. She ate meat as she smiled foolishly.
Suddenly, she got a light hit on the head. Bai Qingqing immediately glared over. Turned out that it was Parker.
“What are you doing?” Bai Qingqing asked angrily.
Parker held back his smile and threw a suggestive glance toward her bowl. “Eat your meat properly. Your drool is getting into the bowl.”
“Hmmm?” Bai Qingqing clamped her foolish smile, and only then did she realize that the corner of her lips felt cool. She wiped with her hand and, as expected, there was saliva there. Her face instantly flushed up.
“Cough.” As if wanting to explain but realizing that she couldn’t find any excuse, Bai Qingqing’s face instantly flushed up even more. She decided to bury her head and have her meal.
On this night, everyone in the family sat by the fire. Bai Qingqing didn’t ask to eat anything else and just focused on eating meat. She didn’t cause any conflicts between Muir and Curtis tonight.
However, her requirement for meat dishes had become bigger. She didn’t feel uncomfortable even though she ate only meat.
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The rain seemed to have washed away the remnant heat from the hot season in the air, and the temperature plunged suddenly. When one opened their mouths, they could breathe out white air.
The next day, Bai Qingqing wanted to draw again, but her hands felt pain from being frozen up even at home. However, this didn’t diminish her determination to practice sketching. She sat in the bedroom where a fire basin was burning, looked out at the scenery outside the window, and started drawing.
The heavy rainy season quietly departed amidst Bai Qingqing’s fulfilling life. When she woke up one day, the world outside was already completely white.
With her big stomach, Bai Qingqing wore her animal skin boots and stepped on the floor, making “kaka” sounds. She suddenly found it fun and purposely stepped on places with more frost, listening to the crisp sounds.
A piece of soil was very firmly frozen and animal skin wasn’t hard enough. Bai Qingqing’s foot immediately felt very painful, and she cried out.
Muir panicked and he immediately dashed over to support her.
“Are you alright?” Muir didn’t know what happened to her, so he felt even more unsettled. He quickly scanned Bai Qingqing from top to bottom anxiously.
Bai Qingqing swung her leg. Only then did he know that her foot hurt from bumping onto the soil. He was stunned.
It was one thing to feel pain from bumping into the soil, but to think that her foot would hurt despite wearing animal skin boots… Muir gained a new recognition of how fragile females were. It was like how ordinary humans were unable to understand how fragile the princess in “Princess and the Pea[1.”The Princess and the Pea” is a literary fairy tale by Hans Christian Andersen about a young woman whose royal identity is established by a test of her sensitivity.]” was.
Muir squatted down and massaged her foot for a while before she stopped feeling the pain.
Bai Qingqing stroked her stomach gently and asked, “Muir, how long is the gestation period for eagle beastmen?”
Eagle beastmen didn’t inherit any legacy memories, so Muir wasn’t sure of the exact gestation period. He said with uncertainty, “Probably about one to two months.”
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He had always thought that it was one month, but since Qingqing hadn’t given birth yet, then it was probably two months. This was what Muir thought.
