The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day Chapter 58: Never Mess With Women

Corbin Crowley raised an eyebrow at the words, giving her a half-smile, half-smirk glance, "Why give it to him to eat? Didn’t eat last night already? These are obviously mine."

With that, he carried two bowls of venison to the stone table, sat down, and starting eating without any intention of returning them.

Luna Sutton’s mouth twitched, speechless inside.

This dog of a man, still wants to eat it all himself?

"No way, one bowl is yours, one is Rhys Blackwood’s. He hunted the reindeer yesterday, how can you eat it all?"

As she spoke, she moved forward to snatch it.

Corbin casually lifted her aside, feeling the weight in his hand, he was instantly stunned.

How co this fat woman feels lighter?

He narrowed his eyes to examine her closely, only to find she had slimd down again, not only her arms and legs were thinner, even her neck appeared.

Her once big face had shrunk a circle, along with her eyes looking larger than yesterday.

He furrowed his brow, last night by the river this fat woman looked quite overweight, how did she slim down so much overnight?

Not just slimd down, paler too.

But she indeed beca better looking, finally sowhat like a normal female.

Corbin was astonished inside but showed no sign on his face, sneered, "It’s just a reindeer, I’ll hunt a beast for you later."

Throwing this line, he didn’t bother with her, picked up chopsticks starting to eat the venison, fragrant sll lingering, eating till he couldn’t lift his head.

Yesterday he saw Kian Sterling use chopsticks, though not very accustod, it could pick up.

Venison entered his mouth, felt tender and flavorful, mouthful of fresh fragrance, delicious enough to swallow the tongue.

This fat woman’s cooking skills are quite good, no wonder Rhys Blackwood and the others put down their dignity to work for her for a mouthful of food.

If I could eat food this tasty every day, working for her wouldn’t be impossible.

Luna Sutton was lifted aside like a chick, feeling stifled inside.

Dog of a man, does strength make you invincible?

Yet soon after, her expression turned sowhat odd.

Though she slimd a lot, the weight is still 210 pounds, yet this lightly lifted aside.

Seems like dog of a man’s strength is no ordinary level.

She fiercely glared at him, didn’t continue to snatch, prepared to tell Rhys Blackwood his food got stolen.

Just as she walked out of Yael’s Cave, she bumped into Rhys Blackwood.

"Ouch, my nose..."

Luna Sutton held her nose, tears welled up painfully.

Looking up to see Rhys Blackwood, t his stern face, said crossly, "Do you walk with no sound? My nose almost got flattened by you..."

This man’s chest is rock hard, like stone, really damn painful.

Rhys Blackwood slled the aroma, unexpectedly bumped into her here, seeing her hold her nose tearfully, felt a hint of guilt inside.

But the words he uttered were rather annoying, "The nose is already flat, flatten a bit more is no big deal."

Inside curious though, how co this female looks slimr yet paler.

Hearing these words, she nearly choked.

Dog of a man, can you even talk?

Though her nose is indeed flat, but not this insulting.

If it flattens a bit more, could it still be decent?

Luna Sutton rubbed her nose, fiercely glared at him, lazy to argue, thinking of the bowl of venison for him got snatched by Corbin Crowley, then spoke up, "Your venison was snatched by Corbin Crowley, go get it back from him."

She would never admit wanting to see them fight.

Corbin Crowley and Rhys Blackwood’s power both at peak of Fifth Rank, Half-step Sixth Rank.

She’s really curious who’s stronger between them?

Also could vent a bit.

So don’t ss with won, especially petty ones.

Rhys Blackwood’s expression seed dazed, as if not reacting.

Corbin Crowley had nothing better to do to snatch his venison for?

Could easily hunt one, no need to snatch?

Soon thinking of sothing, his expression turned odd looking at her, "You brought him venison?"

Aside from this, he couldn’t think why Corbin Crowley would snatch his venison.

Luna Sutton nodded, "Yes, I stewed venison, brought two bowls over, prepared one bowl for each of you, but Corbin Crowley shalessly snatched yours."

Corbin Crowley, who was eating happily: "..."

This damned fat woman, actually tattling right in front of , she’s getting bolder by the day.

He glanced at Rhys Blackwood, with a mocking tone, "The taste is quite good, no wonder you’d work for her just for a bite."

Rhys Blackwood furrowed his brow, with an unhappy expression, coldly said, "Since you like it, you can have it all."

With that, he turned to leave, no intention of fighting with Corbin Crowley for food.

One bowl of venison was already empty, the other had been touched, surely tainted with his saliva, he felt deeply disdainful.

Although it must be delicious.

Luna Sutton watched Rhys Blackwood’s stern back, utterly stunned.

Just like that... left?

How co no fight with Corbin Crowley?

The scene she imagined of them fighting over venison didn’t happen, instead just turned and left?

Inside feeling a bit disappointed.

She turned back, glared fiercely at Corbin Crowley, it’s all this dog of a man’s fault.

Corbin Crowley felt her gaze, looked up, seeing her glaring fiercely at him, raised an eyebrow.

This fat woman, glaring at for what?

He curled his lips teasingly, "Skilled cookery, from now on all my food is on you. I’ll naturally prepare hunts for you."

Luna Sutton’s mouth twitched severely, dog’s man plan is quite sound.

Making her cook for him every day, dreaming.

She rolled her eyes, said crossly, "Want to eat my cooking, either work for or trade sothing, no free als."

Corbin Crowley stared deeply at her, suddenly laughed, "Don’t forget, you’re my mate, it’s only right to cook for ."

She nearly laughed out of anger, sarcastically said, "Mate? Now you rember I’m your mate? Your contempt for was almost written on your face. To avoid , even moved to the mountain top, just assuming I’m too fat to climb up. Corbin Crowley, I never realized you’re so shaless."

Corbin Crowley choked by her words, looking sowhat uneasy.

This damned fat woman, her tongue beca quite sharp?

He coughed lightly, covering his awkwardness, said stiffly, "Didn’t understand you before, besides, before you were indeed fat, ugly and dumb..."

"But now I find you’ve changed quite a bit, not only slimr but paler, personality improved, even smarter."

Though still fat, at least better a lot, doesn’t look that ugly anymore.

Also, ignoring that sharp tongue.

Luna Sutton was choked by his words, this dog of a man really has a way with words, actually said her personality improved a lot?

Is this a complint or a jab?

She rolled her eyes, lazy to keep arguing, wasting breath.

Dog of a man praising her like this, isn’t it just for wanting her cooking for free?

Trying to make her a nanny, no way.

She turned to leave, without a trace of hesitation.

Corbin Crowley watched her departing back, furrowing brows.

This fat woman, dares to treat him like this?

Really getting bolder day by day.

He smiled coldly, didn’t mind.

Looking at the two empty wooden bowls on the stone table, couldn’t help but sigh.

Unexpectedly this fat woman’s cooking skill is that good, truly surprising.

He stroked his chin, eyes showing a hint of interest.

This fat woman, seems increasingly intriguing.