So he had really caused pain to the female. But he had merely poked softly for a few times. Why did it become so red?

Cortis’s heart ached as he reached out to rub Irina’s soft breast. He was about to say something when his hand was slapped off.

“Hooligan beastman!” Irina had become thick-skinned after being bullied for so long. She glared at Cortis angrily.

“What’s a hooligan?” Cortis asked, feeling puzzled.

Irina then wrapped her hands around her breasts. “You’re the hooligan! Are you still going to make clothes?”

“I’ll make them for you right now.” Cortis smiled. He picked up the snakeskin at the side and gestured...