Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off novel Chapter 280

Chapter 280: Chapter 280: Su Qinglan is guilty

The rain continued to drip against the forest floor as Hu Yan emerged from the overflowing stream.

In his massive tiger form, he looked like a golden mountain rising from the water. A huge, silver-scaled fish was clamped firmly in his jaws, its tail still flapping weakly.

He trotted over to the bank, his golden eyes landing on Rong Ye. The fox was supposed to be doing the laundry, but he was mostly just splashing around and humming, looking entirely too smug.

To any other beastman, he looked like a happy groom, but to the hardworking tiger, he looked like a lazy slacker.

Hu Yan dropped the fish on the rock before eating it in one bite, and soon he shifted back into his human form. He didn’t even bother to wipe the water from his muscular chest.

"Was it good? You seem very relaxed, Rong Ye," Hu Yan said, his voice deep and rumbling like thunder. He looked at the pile of hides.

"I’m going to come over and check every piece. If I find even a single spot that isn’t washed properly, you’ll be the official hide washer for everyone in this house for the entire month."

Rong Ye’s tail stopped wagging mid-air. He looked at Hu Yan with wide, shocked eyes. "What?! An entire month? Why would I..."

"Because you’re ’talented,’ aren’t you?" Hu Yan cut him off with a dry, knowing smirk.

"Since you have so much energy to smile foolishly, you can use it on the scrub hides."

Rong Ye grumbled under his breath, his ears flattening. He knew Hu Yan wasn’t joking.

Everyone was clearly jealous of his luck and charm from last night! He didn’t dare slack off anymore. He went back to work diligently, scrubbing the furs and clothes with more effort than he had ever used in his life.

He couldn’t risk being the laundry slave for the tiger and the snake; their clothes were huge and heavy!

By the time the morning passed, Rong Ye was finally done. He gathered the heavy, damp clothes into a basket, ready to take them back to the house to dry by the fire.

Meanwhile, Hu Yan had been busy. He had eaten two more fat fish to satisfy his own appetite before catching a particularly large red fish to take home.

Lan Lan loves fish stew, he thought, his expression softening. The babies need the nutrition.

He also picked out a couple of fresh ones to set aside. He planned to take them to Bai Ling and the others later.

Catching fish was notoriously difficult for foxes who hated getting their fur soaked, so he knew they would appreciate the gift.

"Let’s go," Hu Yan grunted, hoisting the heavy fish onto his shoulder.

Rong Ye followed behind him, lugging the heavy laundry basket.

Su Qinglan didn’t say a word. Instead, she leaned forward and gave him a soft, lingering kiss on the cheek.

To distract him further, she broke off a small piece of the hot, spicy potato and fed it to him with her own fingers.

Hu Yan, ever the steady and devoted husband, ate it without a shred of shame. He was used to her habit of sharing her food, and he found it incredibly sweet. He let her feed him, enjoying the warmth of her presence.

WAAAAAAAH!

A miserable, high-pitched scream echoed from the forest nearby. Su Qinglan flinched so hard she nearly dropped the rest of her potato.

Her face paled slightly, and she immediately clutched Hu Yan’s arm, giving him her most dazzling, sweet smile.

"Hu Yan... honey... can you go out and call them back?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. "I think... I think they’ve had enough ’exercise’ for one morning."

Hu Yan didn’t ask any questions. He could feel that something was very wrong with this trio, but he knew better than to get in the middle of Han Jue’s temper. He nodded and stood up, heading back out into the rain.

Left alone, Su Qinglan bit her lip. She had wanted to teach that naughty fox a lesson for being so shameless, but hearing those wails was making her heart soften.

She had only intended for Han Jue to give him one good smack to even the score, but it sounded like the wolf was being much more thorough than she expected! She grimaced as another miserable wail drifted through the air.