Su Qinglan finally snapped back to reality.
Her whole body trembled, her lips still tingling, but her brain roared like thunder.
She shoved him back with all her strength and pointed a shaking finger right at his smug face.
"Rong Ye—!!" She shouted, her voice cracking. "How dare you—how dare you kiss me like that?!"
Her chest heaved as she glared at him, her lips quivering from both rage and leftover shock.
The Sly Fox stood there, utterly unbothered. His violet eyes sparkling in the firelight, his expression was calm and almost lazy.
That only made her blood boil even more.
"You... you dare take advantage of me?!" she screeched.
Her tiny fists clenched tight, her body shaking with indignation.
Before he could even respond, Su Qinglan swung her arm back and...
SMACK!
Her fist crashed right into his perfect, handsome face.
The sound rang out sharp and clear, echoing over the square like a drumbeat.
For one glorious moment, the entire feast froze.
Rong Ye staggered back half a step, his smugness wiped off in an instant. He blinked, too stunned to speak, touching his jaw with wide eyes.
"...You hit me?" he asked, as if he couldn’t believe it.
Su Qinglan’s eyes burned. "Of course I hit you! Bastard! Who told you you could kiss me?!"
Rong Ye’s dazed expression slowly morphed into something pitiful. His fox-like beauty, usually arrogant and sharp, now looked wounded as if she’d just crushed his little fox tail.
"Why can’t I kiss you...?" he muttered, his tone soft and aggrieved.
Su Qinglan gawked at him, almost choking on her own spit. Is this guy for real?
But he wasn’t finished. His violet eyes shimmered with an unexplainable sadness as he spoke again.
"I... I also want little foxes running around me."
"..."
The world went silent.
Su Qinglan’s jaw dropped so wide she was afraid it might hit the ground. Her entire brain flatlined.
"...WHAT?!"
She almost screamed.
Little foxes? Little... fox cubs??
"You—you—you!!!" she stammered, her finger stabbing at him repeatedly as her face burned crimson. "You crazy fox! Who the hell wants to give you cubs?! You—you absolute lunatic!!"
But before she could explode further, the background noise hit her ears again.
The entire tribe.
Every single beastman and every single female was looking in their direction.
The noisy cheers and laughter had died down, leaving only whispers and murmurs rolling through the crowd.
Su Qinglan’s soul nearly left her body.
"...Oh no."
Her face went pale, then red, then pale again. She wanted the earth to open up and swallow her whole.
Meanwhile, Rong Ye just stood there, rubbing his sore jaw pitifully, his violet eyes still locked on her like a kicked puppy.
And just like that, the feast had found its new spectacle.
The sacred bonfire blazed bright. The kissing tradition was forgotten.
Now, all eyes were on Su Qinglan and the sly fox who dared to steal a kiss.
The murmurs started low, like a ripple in a pond.
But within seconds, it spread through the crowd like wildfire.
"Isn’t that Rong Ye? The white fox?"
"Yes! He is five stripes! Such a powerful beastman!"
"But...why is his female not favoring him?"


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