Beauty and the Beast: Wolf Hubby XOXO

Gu Mengmeng frowned, her gaze filled with defense. She said faintly, “One who is unaccountably solicitous is hiding evil intentions.”

Carl gave a gracious smile and said, “If I must really choose, I’ll choose evil.”

Gu Mengmeng growled internally, “Can you please keep that gentlemanly smile on your face when you’re saying so indecent words? It’s so out of sorts!”

Gu Mengmeng hugged herself tightly around Elvis’s neck and stared at Cole like she’s being wary of a pervert. “Forget it, I don’t want your comb. You can just bring it back and comb your fur.”

Cole looked at his own tail and said, “Thank you mighty messenger for your concern but our snow fox tribe’s fur don’t require any special care. We just need to evolve between our human and beast forms so that the dirt can be squeezed away and our fur will be naturally fluffy. So, I don’t need the comb.”

Gu Mengmeng shook her head and said, “Then, I can’t do anything about it. You handle your stuff yourself.”

Cole was confused, so he asked, “But don’t the mighty messenger always wanted a comb?”

Gu Mengmeng rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Sigh, males are always males, no matter how smart they are, they can never understand what a girl is thinking.”

Cole blinked before he suddenly came to realize. “Mighty messenger, please receive this at ease. Although Cole hopes to become your beast pet, if the mighty messenger’s unwilling, Cole will never dare to offend you. Please ignore the words I said earlier and accept this comb.”

Gu Mengmeng shook her head and refused, “I appreciate your heartfelt intentions but I really can’t accept your gift. Yes, I really want a comb but I want one that is made by my husband.”

Cole was even more confused. Elvis that clumsy fellow had already failed twice and he did not even manage to made a rough shape out of the horn. Although he made a few wooden products before, that quality…nothing good could be described about them. And his was different, regardless of whether it’s the comb’s polishing or carving, he spent a lot of energy on its production. He showed it to the females in his tribe before and even those crafty and haughty females snow foxes loved it so much. So naturally…..ordinary females should not reject it.

“What’s….the difference?” Cole tried to put it in a more tactful tone because he was very clear of Gu Mengmeng’s temper. She would immediately explode if someone badmouthed her family members in front of her.

Gu Mengmeng said, looking like an old professional, “Of course it’s different. The difference is big.”

Cole nodded his head in a half-serious and half-skeptical manner and thought to himself, “Yeah, that wooden block of comb Elvis made is so ugly. The difference between that and the comb I made is indeed great.”

But the clever Cole did not say it out loud. He just continued asking, “Mighty messenger, please tell me. Which part of this comb disappoints you? Cole will head back to change it instantly. Before you leave tomorrow, I’ll definitely make one that you’re satisfied with.”

Gu Mengmeng shook her head and said, “It’s not the comb’s problem, it’s the person who made it. Do you still not understand? What I want is the heartfelt intentions my husband puts in to ponder over how to make an item and not the comb itself. I like whatever items he makes.”

Cole showed an envious look and he asked with disappointment, “Is it impossible without mighty Elvis?”

Gu Mengmeng nodded and said, “If it’s not made by Elvis, I won’t want it no matter who gives it to me.”

Cole glanced at Lea and asked again, “Is it also impossible with… mighty Lea?”