Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off novel Chapter 485

Chapter 485: Chapter 485: Seven Cubs or One Very Angry One?

The room went quiet again. Everyone turned to look at Xuan Long, anticipating his answers.

Even Su Qinglan raised an eyebrow curiously.

For a moment, it seemed like he might refuse this useless advice. But then...

"...Alright."

The single word stunned everyone. They never thought he would say yes to something so ridiculous.

Su Qinglan’s eyes twinkled. Don’t tell her he was also very eager to find out.

Xuan Long stepped forward like a warrior approaching a battlefield.

Except the "battlefield" was... her stomach.

He leaned closer, his sharp features tightening with concentration. His nose twitched slightly as he began to carefully sniff the air near her belly, his expression growing more and more focused with each passing second.

"Why is he acting like a dog?"

Su Qinglan watched him and grinned.

"Well?" she teased, leaning back on her elbows. "Is it working? Did you find them yet? Or are you just smelling that I have not bathed for a week?"

Xuan Long: "..."

Rong Ye snorted. Hu Yan outright laughed. And just to make things worse...

She lifted her clothes slightly and pushed her stomach forward.

"Here," she said, completely shameless. "Try properly."

Xuan Long froze for half a second, his face turning red as a blush crept across it. But still, he didn’t retreat.

Instead, his expression hardened with determination, as if accepting some great challenge. If he had started this, then he would finish it. He couldn’t lose face now.

His mind began racing. Eight days since she fell asleep... fifteen days of traveling... another week in the mermaid tribe... and in this world, a week was eight days. Thirty one days. That meant it was already over a month.

His eyes sharpened.

At this stage, the cubs should already be partially formed. A normal beastwoman would have shown symptoms by now... fatigue, nausea, weakness. But Su Qinglan? She was laughing, teasing, completely fine. They didn’t even realize she was pregnant.

Xuan Long’s gaze darkened with focus.

Then, slowly, he placed his large, warm hand against the left side of her stomach.

Everyone held their breath. Even Su Qinglan went still.

"...Here," he said, his voice low but filled with certainty. "There’s one."

Rong Ye leaned in so fast he almost headbutted him. "Really?!"

Xuan Long ignored him. He moved his hand slightly to the right and pressed again.

"...And here is another one."

Hu Yan’s eyes widened. "Two?!"

Xuan Long lifted his hand and pressed in a different place.

"And here..." His brows furrowed slightly, but his tone remained confident. "...is another."

Han Jue’s expression turned serious. Shi Feng leaned closer. Rong Ye’s tail practically fluffed up in excitement.

Xuan Long continued.

"And here..."

Press.

"And here..."

Press.

"And..."

By the time he reached six... then seven... the room slowly fell into a very strange silence.

Rong Ye’s smile stiffened. Hu Yan’s ears drooped slightly. Han Jue frowned deeply. Even Shi Feng blinked with a shocked expression.

Her hand rested gently over her stomach.

"...they’re clearly very grumpy already."

As if responding, there was the faintest, tiniest shift beneath her palm... so subtle that no one else noticed.

But her smile deepened just a little.

The husbands finally backed off, reluctantly and suspiciously, though their gazes remained glued to her stomach as if sheer willpower alone might reveal its secrets.

And somewhere deep inside, a certain grumpy little cub was already preparing for revenge.

Han Jue finally stepped forward, his stomach letting out a small growl of its own.

Realizing that Su Qinglan hadn’t eaten a real meal in eight days, he grabbed Hu Yan by the shoulder. "Enough poking," he said firmly.

"I am going to the kitchen to start the fire. Hu Yan, come help me carry the ingredients." Hu Yan grumbled but followed, his mind still clearly stuck on the math of whether there were four cubs or seven.

Su Qinglan watched them leave and then turned her gaze toward the remaining men... Rong Ye, Xuan Long, and Shi Feng.

She felt heavy and sluggish from her long slumber. "Alright, please go get me some hot water," she complained, tugging at her clothes.

"I have been asleep for a week. I feel so sticky and gross, I cannot stand it."

Rong Ye, however, did not move an inch. He leaned back with a smug, casual tilt of his head, his fox ears twitching playfully.

"Lan Lan, what are you talking about? You always smell like sweet flowers," he chimed in, his voice smooth as silk.

Before she could thank him for the compliment, he added with a wink, "And do not worry about the stickiness. We wiped your body daily... every morning and every night. Very, very carefully. There is no way you could feel dirty; we made sure every inch was clean."

Su Qinglan froze, her hand still pulling at her top. She looked at Rong Ye’s proud face, then at Xuan Long, who actually nodded in agreement as if they had performed a holy ritual.

She was completely speechless. Her face turned a brilliant shade of crimson, her mouth hanging open as she struggled to find words.

"You... all of you... twice a day?" she stammered.

Rong Ye just smiled broader, looking like he expected a reward for his diligence, while Su Qinglan wanted nothing more than to crawl back under the covers and hide forever.