As the toothpaste foamed up in his mouth, a look of constipation appeared on Winstonâs face and he instantly halted in his actions.
After rinsing her mouth, seeing him like this, Bai Qingqing sputtered with laughter.
âLet me teach you.â Bai Qingqing held Winstonâs toothbrush and indicated for him to show his teeth. As she brushed his teeth up and down, she said, âThis foam canât be eaten. If you shrink your tongue a bit, you wonât taste it.â
Winston did as he was told. But his tongue was already enveloped by foam, and no matter how he tried to hide his tongue it was useless. But with his mate showing him concern like this, Winston felt that the taste in his mouth wasnât as awful.
After brushing his teeth, Bai Qingqing suddenly noticed the injury on Winstonâs arm and was startled. âWhat happened to you? Were you cut by something? When did you get this injury?â
Winston tilted his head and looked at his wound, which was already half-healed and would probably scab tomorrow.
âItâs nothing. Itâll be healed in no time,â Winston replied. Because of his mateâs concern, he felt his heart brimming with sweetness.
Bai Qingqing touched the wound. The more she looked at it, the weirder she felt.
Beastmenâs skin was firm and rigorous, so his skin couldnât possibly have been pierced by tree branches or something. Why did this round hole resemble a gunshot wound so much?
âYou were fine yesterday,â Bai Qingqing mumbled as she dragged him out.
âYouâd better not cook. Letâs go out. It just so happens Iâm thinking of getting you guys a phone.â As Bai Qingqing spoke, she glanced at Winstonâs wound and asked worriedly, âDo you want to buy some ointment to put on it?â
Winston said, âEver since Iâve become a stripeless beast, my recuperative powers have become even stronger. This is really not an issue.â
Bai Qingqing could only let it rest.
Even though she had bought plenty of pretty clothes last week, Bai Qingqing didnât dare to wear them in school and had been thinking of them every day. Today, she finally had the chance to wear them.
The student-style cropped fake two-piece top made Bai Qingqingâs well-endowed chest appear petite and adorable. Whoever said well-endowed girls didnât have nice clothes to wear? Coupled with a checkered short skirt, Bai Qingqingâs long and slender legs were also displayed.
Back then Bai Qingqing couldnât bear to remove it the moment she tried it on. Now that she finally had the chance to properly wear it, she couldnât help but twirl in front of the mirror and gaze at her reflection admiringly.
Winston leaned against the wardrobe and, with a gentle countenance, watched his mate admire her own reflection.
Bai Qingqing twirled one round, feeling extremely pleased with herself. Only then did she realize that Winston was standing by the side looking at her. Caught in the vain act, she felt incredibly awkward.
âAhem, youâre done changing?â a blushing Bai Qingqing asked.
Dressed in a grey camo print outfit, Winston looked a lot like an army officer. His cold face and the scar on his face made him even more imposing.
But facing Bai Qingqing, he was always all smiles and sweetness.
âAlright, letâs go out.â Winston held her hand and the duo headed out the door together.
Bai Qingqingâs breakfast was a matter of utmost importance. The moment Winston came out, he looked around for restaurants. In the end, Bai Qingqing decided on KFC, which she had been craving for a long time.
With the carnivorous Winston around, it was a must to order the family bucket. They bought an entire bucket of meat and ate facing each other.
âWinston, thereâs no juice in this meat, so the taste isnât heavy. Try it.â Bai Qingqing brought a roast chicken thigh to his lips.
Winston opened his mouth to bite it, and his eyes instantly lit up. âNot bad.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âRight? I love the roast wings the most. The taste of the surface is superb,â Bai Qingqing said enthusiastically.
Upon hearing that, Winston ripped off the surface meat of the chicken thigh and fed it to his spouse. âThe meat on the surface is a bit salty. Here, you can have it.â
Delighted, Bai Qingqing asked as she ate, âReally? I wonât stand on ceremony, then.â
âGo ahead and eat it.â Winston had an urge to laugh seeing his spouseâs expression. He wanted to stroke her soft hair, but seeing the grease on his hands, he could only give up on the thought.