Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 265

Chapter 265

Because the houses were only simple single-story structures, their construction wasn’t complicated. All they had to do was stack up stone and mud, then seal it off with a roof, and the job was done.

With several people working together, building while letting things dry in the sun, their efficiency was actually quite good.

They could basically finish one in a day.

So, while everyone else got busy…

Beili had already mounted the two oxen they had just received with the young man. Carrying a cage full of chicks that kept cheeping noisily, they slowly made their way out of the village.

…

There was an oasis outside the village.

Here, they could see patches of fresh, tender green.

The villagers had all experienced the terrifying Blood River. Even though the rainwater had long since washed these waters clean, that dreadful memory was still deeply rooted in their hearts.

They had their reservations and didn’t dare try using it easily.

They would rather ride camels and travel the long distance to the nearby Town to buy rainwater-

That three-day downpour had allowed many people to collect more than enough rainwater, to the point that they even had extra to sell.

Beili knew very well that the heavy rain had thoroughly cleansed the river water.

She and the young man jumped down from the oxen’s backs. She opened the cage and let the chicks go drink.

Then she pulled the young man over to sit beside the little lake where gravel and green grass met, and the two leaned against each other for a while.

A tiny bird flew down from the branch of a low tree not far away and landed at their feet, staring up with round little eyes as it chirped at them.

It looked like it was begging them for food.

Beili rummaged through her bag and took out a piece of hardtack. She had just broken off a small piece when, as if thinking of something, her red eyes suddenly paused.

“Open your hand.”

She said it softly to the young man.

The young man did as she said and opened his thin, pale hand.

Beili crushed the little piece of hardtack between her fingertips, carefully placed it in the young man’s palm, then held his wrist and lowered his hand toward the ground.

The little bird immediately flapped its wings excitedly and flew into the young man’s palm to eat.

The young man’s fingertips moved slightly. He said to her,

“It’s a little… itchy.”

Beili’s red eyes curved as she smiled and answered,

“It must be starving. It’s eating in such a rush that its beak probably poked you by accident.”

The young man gave a quiet “mm.” His golden eyes lowered as he watched the little bird in his hand focus on eating.

The little bird quickly finished the crumbs in his palm, then turned toward Beili and chirped at her.

This little bird was very clever.

It had figured out which of the two of them was holding the food. After chirping a few times, it flapped its wings and flew onto Beili’s knee.

Then.

In the next second, the young man grabbed it and tossed it far away.

“You really do get jealous anytime, anywhere, over anything.”

Beili had finally witnessed it thoroughly.

She couldn’t help sighing with amusement and began to chuckle.

The silver-haired young man beside her hid the darkness in his eyes.

Looking pitiful, he pressed his lips together in grievance as he looked at her. Then he reached out, wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and held her with clinging affection.

“If you kissed me m-more, maybe I would have that… sense of security you mentioned before.”

The young man spoke softly, a trace of anticipation in his voice.

Hearing this, Beili couldn’t help laughing.

“If you want me to kiss you, just say so.”

At her words, the young man let go of her.

His lashes lowered slightly, and his golden gaze fell on her lips, soft and delicate as rose petals.

Then.

He slowly said,

“I want to kiss you, Little Butterfly. And n-not just kiss you.”

He really did say it outright.

The desire surging darkly in his eyes was displayed before her without the slightest concealment.

Beili’s red eyes paused slightly. Her teasing laughter gradually faded, and her ears flushed red in an instant.
“May I?”

When she didn’t answer, the young man asked again. As he spoke, he had already leaned in, his cool, thin lips stopping a finger’s width from hers.

His lashes trembled faintly, and his molten-gold eyes gazed at her with pitiful longing.

As though he were waiting for her to bestow a kiss upon him like a blessing.

…

How could Beili not understand what he meant?

But this act of his had her completely in its grip.

Besides, they were inside a dreamscape she had constructed. Her mental guard was looser than ever.

She had no defenses at all. She only wanted to follow her heart.

And so…

While Beili silently instructed the Morpho Butterflies to create a hidden cave behind a sandstone outcrop not far away, she lowered her head and gently pressed a kiss to the young man’s cold lips.

“Let’s go over there,” she whispered.

A little while later…

By the small lake, only the two cows, the chicks, and a few Morpho Butterflies overseeing them remained.

The sound of conversation drifted closer from afar, and several figures appeared near the oasis.

“Those cows and chickens look like they belong to those two Nobles…” one of them said thoughtfully.

“How do you know?” someone interrupted.

“Because there are butterflies here,” the man answered with certainty.

“Butterflies?”

The others clearly didn’t quite believe him, their faces full of confusion.

“That’s nothing. I even know they still have two cages of chicks, three cages of ducklings, and three sheep they haven’t claimed yet.”

The man spoke with confidence again.

When the others heard that, they couldn’t help laughing, their words full of teasing.

“We knew you had a thing for that female Noble. You even remember her belongings that clearly.”

Their voices suddenly grew muffled and indistinct.

Because the young man had already reached out and gently covered her ears with both hands.

Beili stood facing the rock wall. She had just turned her head, about to say something, when the young man placed a soft kiss on her back. Yet in direct contrast to that tenderness, his strength was not gentle at all.

It was like a can of silver-white paint had been splashed across her mind.

Then rapidly smeared until, in the end, it became a pure, faintly shimmering white.

Beili let out a quiet cry.

Her trembling fingers tightened against the stone surface, and for a moment, she forgot what she had been about to say.

…

Beili felt that Ah Qiang had caused her quite a bit of trouble.

Oh, of course it was Ah Qiang-the crocodile Half-beast.

Beili recognized his voice.

It seemed the mud hut had already been built, and that was why they had all come to the lake to wash up together.

But with just two simple lines, he had led to her being in the cave behind the sandstone, twice facing forward and three times from behind, only allowed to stop when she could no longer stand steadily.

Beili no longer wanted to speak.

The young man also knew he had gone a little overboard. He kissed her cheek several times, apologized in a soft, lingering voice by her ear, and then tidied their loosened clothes.

“I-I’ll carry you back… back. Don’t be… ahem… don’t be mad at me… okay?”

He stammered as he spoke.

This guy really knew how to read the room. At a time like this, his speech suddenly became especially halting.

“Then carry me all the way back. We are not riding the cow,” Beili said on purpose.

“Okay.”

The young man immediately turned and crouched down, his golden eyes looking back to signal her.

A faint smile tugged at Beili’s lips, and she leaned forward onto his back.

The young man only looked slender. Carrying her was as easy as holding a kitten.