Beauty and the Beasts - Chapter 782 - The Sorrow of Giving Birth to a Female Baby

Chapter 782 - The Sorrow of Giving Birth to a Female Baby

Chapter 782: The Sorrow of Giving Birth to a Female Baby


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It might be a good thing that it wasn’t discovered. Otherwise, it might turn out to be troublesome.

Bai Qingqing then said, “Just stay in your human form when you’re in the village, and don’t keep taking off your skirt to change forms.”


Parker responded, a shred of doubt rising in his heart.

But he didn’t give it much thought; he simply ran into the main room and removed the iron claws, making several “clack” sounds as he did so. He then transformed into a human and put on an animal skin skirt.

“It’s not easy to hold these iron claws. It’s more convenient to come back in beast form,” said Parker.

“Aren’t you going to improve on them? Then, don’t use these claws for now and keep it for remembrance,” Bai Qingqing said. Hopefully, by then Parker’s fur would have grown out.

“That was what I thought too.” Parker said with a smile, “I’ll go and cook your lunch. How do you want the leaves prepared? Stir-fried or cooked?”

Relieved, Bai Qingqing said, “Either method will do. Just fix it in whatever way is convenient for you.”

Parker cheerfully went into the kitchen with the ingredients.

Winston had long constructed a simple nest on the top story and tried using the eight-faceted transparent crystal. Bai Qingqing took a nap on the top story, which ended up to be a dreamless one.

When night came, Bai Qingqing prepared to go upstairs again.

After coaxing An’an to sleep, Parker grabbed her wrist. “It’s so cold at night, and there’s no bed-stove upstairs. Don’t go up there.”

“I’m just going upstairs to sleep for the night. I’ll come back down tomorrow.” As Bai Qingqing spoke, she cast a glance at An’an, then bent over and planted a kiss on the baby’s fair and tender little face. “I hope An’an doesn’t wake up in the middle of the night.”

“Aye.” Parker sighed helplessly. He then got up and retrieved the thickest animal skin blanket from the wooden case for her. “Let’s go, then. Winston, I’ll leave your daughter to you.”

Between his spouse and the female baby, Parker abandoned the latter without hesitation.

Winston, who was prepared to go with them, froze. At that moment, he wished that An’an wasn’t his offspring.

As An’an’s biological father, when neither Parker nor Curtis was willing to help take care of her, he could only look after her himself.

Curtis, Parker, and Bai Qingqing went upstairs, leaving the lone tiger Winston all alone by himself to look after An’an.


The leopard cubs sprawled in one corner let out a howl to make their existences felt.

Oh, correction: it’s one lone tiger looking after


babies at home.

It made for an even more sorrowful sight.

Winston laid a blanket over the little leopards, then transformed into a tiger and laid down with An’an in his embrace.

Upstairs, Bai Qingqing also laid down in the simply constructed nest. As it was extremely chilly at high alt.i.tudes during the nighttime, she was so cold that she didn’t even dare remove her clothes.

Curtis coiled up in one corner and dozed off due to the boredom. Parker transformed into a leopard and laid on his belly in the nest for a good while before the nest finally warmed up.

Only then did Bai Qingqing take off her coat and slowly drifted to sleep hugging him.

Moonlight seeped in through the window, adding a hazy glow to the room on the top story.

The giant snake coiled up in a corner raised his head, his blood-red eyes exuding a dangerous green glow as he stared at the soundly asleep female.

Parker also opened his eyes and carefully observed Bai Qingqing’s expression.

That familiar dream came back again.

This time, the dream took place in an oppressive black setting where nothing could be seen, except darkness that induced negative emotions in one.

After G.o.d knows how long, Bai Qingqing heard the excruciating moan of a female. She walked over following that sound.

Finally, a room with dark hues and simple design appeared before her eyes, and with that, the moaning stopped as well.

The lighting in the room was dim, and only a st.u.r.dy-looking stone bed could be seen. Chris laid in the middle of the stone bed, and between her legs, there was a pile of eggs the size of ping-pong b.a.l.l.s.