Chapter 8: Playing Hooligan Will Be Beaten Up!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Gu ngng was in a state of bewildernt till Elvis had brought her into a cave and placed her onto a pile of hay. With an O-shaped mouth, She stared straight into Elvis as he turned from a pitch dark wolf back into the unruly human form, unable to utter a single word.
What was unfolding right in front of her was beyond Gu ngng’s understanding, it was turning her world upside down!
What happen to animals not allowing to beco fairies after nation founding?! Hello, is this 911? A wolf had transford into a fairy, and he is ridiculously handso!
Even though he was a black wolf, he had skin as fair as snow. Just standing at the opening of the cave against the light, Elvis looked like a god with a faint halo of light around him.
His broad shoulders, narrow hips, well-defined rock hard abs and the perfect abdominal V shape were all letting her imagination run wild... Wait a minute, Gu ngng’s gaze followed the V shape downwards and suddenly stopped. Sothing feels funny, what is it...
“AHHHHH—!” Gu ngng let out a shrill scream that almost ruptured the eardrums of Elvis, whom had an excellent hearing.
A slight frown creased his brow but Elvis did not utter a word. He just silently watched as Gu ngng scread, until her face turned red from it, a clear sign of lack of oxygen. Elvis then stepped forward, with one hand around Gu ngng’s waist and another behind her head, his red lips slowly pressed onto hers, followed by...
Fffff.
Elvis breathed a mouthful of air into Gu ngng’s mouth.
Gu ngng was stunned. Staring at Elvis with her beautiful eyes, her face was red as a tomato, unsure if it was due to embarrassnt or lack of oxygen.
With hands resisting against Elvis’s chest, Gu ngng asked cautiously, “What are you doing?!”
“I am saving your life,” Elvis replied calmly.
“Saving... my life?” Gu ngng was even more stunned.
“Inhaling without exhaling will result in death,” Elvis replied in an upright manner and Gu ngng could not even refute.
Gu ngng twitched her lips indignantly. A certain form of dismay is being unable to defeat if one fights, while also unable to win if one quarrels. Gu ngng’s eyes analyzed Elvis’s face repeatedly for a while before finally regulating her breath. As though she was self-comforting, she said, “All right, looks being justice, you are so handso and everything you say must be right.”
Elvis could not quite understand Gu ngng’s words, other than the fact she was praising him, so he nodded and accepted the complint gladly.
A feeling of powerlessness overwheld Gu ngng. The god must have been fair, giving Elvis his magnificent looks while balancing it with a below-average intelligence.
Gu ngng patted Elvis’s shoulders with a feeling of caring for a handso ntally disabled person. She said in a coaxing childish way, “I am fine now, will you let go of ?”
“No,” Elvis answered matter-of-factly, “It is pretty comfortable to hug like this.”
Gu ngng ground her teeth in anger, she stretched her small thin arms and waved her nonthreatening fists in front of Elvis. “Didn’t your mom tell you that playing hooligan will be beaten up?” She said in a seemingly ferocious way.
Elvis searched his mory carefully, before shaking his head. He tilted his head to one side and looked at Gu ngng with his shining eyes. He asked in a very sincere way, “What is playing hooligan?”
“Playing hooligan is you hugging like this! Also, blowing air into my mouth! Any body contact without the other party’s consent is playing hooligan!” Gu ngng said in a forceful tone with powerful words.
But...
“It was you that started playing hooligan on , isn’t it?” Elvis was not sure of what playing hooligan is, but it must not be sothing nice judging from her threatening gestures. So he returned all of Gu ngng’s accusations to her with a wicked grin.
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