Chapter 260 - 235: How Come You Can’t Do It?
Chapter 260: Chapter 235: How Come You Can’t Do It?
Even if this wasn’t about Gu Ning, they were probably going to make an issue out of her.
They had a Mimic Mixed Species that could help mask Gu Ning’s scent, so she couldn’t risk being exposed to them.
Gu Ning sized Barto up. "How? Are you going to do it?"
Seeing the alarm on her face, Barto felt a pang of displeasure. "How else? I’ll do what Cook did to mask your scent. Take off your jacket."
Gu Ning said, "...I didn’t take my clothes off for Cook."
Cook just licked her face and hands, rubbing his scent on her.
Barto glanced out the window, then simply started pulling off Gu Ning’s thick jacket. "You think Cook is really that innocent?"
’He didn’t want to tell her how that guy would often lift her clothes while she was sound asleep, licking here and there. His movements were always sly and incredibly light, terrified of waking her.’
’But Gu Ning was a ridiculously deep sleeper. Maybe she had just gotten used to being around Cook and wasn’t wary of Mixed Breeds in *that* way, so she’d never noticed what he was doing.’
’He’d caught Cook red-handed several times, but the dog would just pretend to be asleep. No matter how hard Barto yanked on his ears and tail, he wouldn’t budge an inch.’
’But after his regression had worsened, Cook’s consciousness had faded, his mind becoming more like that of a primitive beast. He hadn’t secretly done anything like that much anymore.’
The little fox pulled Gu Ning’s jacket off.
Knowing the situation was urgent, Gu Ning could only do as Barto said. As his head drew near, she fought the urge to push him away.
’In all the time they’d known each other, they’d never been this close, aside from that accident in the bathroom.’
’Being this intimate with Barto felt... weird.’
But she repeated to herself that this was to mask her scent, forcing the feeling of resistance back down.
After waiting for a long moment, she realized Barto hadn’t moved.
Hm?
Gu Ning lowered her gaze to the red-haired head practically buried in her neck.
Barto’s lips were only an inch from her skin, but for some reason, he couldn’t bring himself to move any closer.
’Deep down, he craved this, but he knew with absolute certainty that once he made real contact with her, he wouldn’t be able to hold back anymore.’
’There would be no turning back.’
’He wasn’t Cook; he couldn’t just use his status as a Mixed Breed to get close to her without any inhibitions, let alone take things a step further. He didn’t want to shatter the balance they had.’
’He was a Mixed Breed. That was a fact he couldn’t change.’
’Sooner or later, he would have to leave her—sooner than anyone else.’
"Barto?" Gu Ning called his name softly.
Barto took a deep breath, inhaling her scent, then swallowed hard and pulled away.
Gu Ning met his eyes for a moment, then glanced at the inspectors drawing ever closer outside. Before Barto could put her down, she said, "Otherwise, how about I do it?"
’The little fox seemed to be struggling.’
Barto stared at her. "...How would *you* do it?"
Gu Ning’s eyes swept over the beads of sweat on his forehead and the thin sheen on his exposed skin. She cupped his face, leaned in, and began clumsily rubbing her face against his.
Barto: "..."
"Who taught you to do that?!" he asked, his voice filled with unconcealed shock.
’In all the time he’d known Gu Ning, he’d never seen her do anything like this. She didn’t even act this way with Cook.’
’In an instant, the faces of several beastly suspects flashed through Barto’s mind before he finally settled on Alex.’
Gu Ning had no idea that Barto’s mind was in turmoil. She just felt that what she was doing was a bit gross, but there was no other choice.
"Give it a sniff." Gu Ning figured that was enough and let go of Barto, wanting him to check if her scent was covered.
Barto snapped out of it. "You don’t actually think that’s enough to cover your scent, do you? Who tricked you into doing this?"
Gu Ning: "?" ’If it wasn’t going to work, why didn’t you stop me?! You wait until I’m finished to tell me?’
Faced with Gu Ning’s furious, questioning glare, Barto glanced away, licked his dry lips, and said, "Sweat is... somewhat useful." ’Especially from an alpha, or a Beastman in heat—the effect is much better. But he wasn’t either of those.’
"It won’t be enough to fool their dog-like noses. We have to..."
Gu Ning put her hands on her hips and snapped, "Have to what?"
’At a time like this, how could the little fox be even more bashful than she was, just hemming and hawing?’
Gu Ning’s stare made Barto’s heart pound, and he grew flustered. "Didn’t Cook do it before?"
"Then do it, already." Gu Ning was getting annoyed with him, too, especially since she had to keep an eye on the inspectors outside.
The air fell silent for a moment after she spoke.
"Forget it." Gu Ning pulled off her glove and held her open palm to Barto’s lips. "Spit."
Barto lowered his gaze to her palm. "? Spit what?"