The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 120: Turning the Tables

Luna Sutton had just sat down when Corbin Crowley and Rhys Blackwood’s gaze shot over in unison, as if silently questioning her.

Feeling a bit uneasy, she hurriedly bowed her head to eat the hot pot.

This damn system is too deceptive, the tasks are getting more and more bizarre.

It almost caught her red-handed, it was practically a social death scene.

At that moment, the cheerful voice of the system rang in her mind again.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, Kian Sterling’s affection level increased by 10. Current affection level: 55. Please continue to strive."

She was slightly taken aback, her glance secretly darting towards Kian Sterling, her expression thoughtful.

What’s with this old fox? His affection level increased after getting touched on the bottom? Could he possibly be a hidden pervert?

Watching him leisurely pick up a slice of lamb meat and elegantly place it into his mouth, his foxy eyes squinting slightly, his lips curving into a barely noticeable smile, as if nothing happened at all.

The calmness was remarkable.

Luna Sutton pouted and cursed inwardly: Sure enough, he is really an old fox, his emotional management is spot on.

She didn’t look at Kian Sterling anymore, just focused on dunking food into the hot pot.

The atmosphere that followed was somewhat eerie, like a silent chaotic scene.

Corbin Crowley’s silver eyes were as cold as ice blades, occasionally scanning between her and Kian Sterling, as if demanding an explanation for what they were doing earlier.

Rhys Blackwood maintained a poker face, but his movements dipping meat had noticeably slowed down, his gaze thoughtful.

Kian Sterling just kept eating the hot pot with a smiling gaze, his foxy eyes curving into crescents, acting all-knowing yet refusing to point anything out, leaving people unsettled.

Luna Sutton kept her head down and quietly dunked meat, pretending to be invisible, afraid to stir up more trouble.

Thankfully, the situations afterward remained calm, with no trouble arising.

The hot pot session finally ended.

The feeling was akin to undergoing a world war.

She exhaled a long breath, silently thanking all the gods for ensuring no further trouble was stirred.

Just as she prepared to make her escape, Corbin Crowley suddenly stood up, striding over without a word, directly hauling her onto his shoulder.

"Hey hey hey! What are you doing? Put me down!"

Luna Sutton screamed in fright, struggling with all her limbs, but Corbin Crowley’s hand was like an iron clamp, immovable.

Corbin Crowley snorted coldly, instead of letting her down, he marched with her, asserting dominantly: "What am I doing? Naturally, going back to the cave to sleep."

What? Going back to the cave to sleep?

Who the hell wants to sleep with you, there’s no reward to gain.

Panic surged within her, cursing inwardly, and quickly looked towards Rhys Blackwood, her eyes pleading for help.

Rhys Blackwood merely glanced at her lightly before turning away, as if nothing had happened.

She was almost in tears, mentally complaining: Bro, aren’t you supposed to handle this? Didn’t you say we’d sleep together tonight? How did this unforeseen one pop up halfway?

Kian Sterling was slightly startled, then smilingly waved his hand, his tone teasing: "Cynthia, enjoy yourself properly~"

It seemed the two had truly become partners, probably had intimate contact before.

Otherwise, Corbin Crowley wouldn’t act so unusually upon returning to the tribe.

"Enjoy what?!"

Luna Sutton rolled her eyes furiously, this old fox was truly someone who thrives in chaos.

In the dead of night, Corbin Crowley carried her away from the back mountain, walking towards the mountaintop. No matter how she struggled, it was useless, his hold only tightened.

Moonlight spilled onto his silver eyes, casting a chilly glow, as if the moon itself was giving way for him.

Being carried on his shoulder, her stomach churned, her head dizzy, gritting her teeth in anger: "Corbin Crowley! Put me down! I can walk by myself!"

Corbin Crowley’s steps didn’t falter, his expression and tone extremely domineering: "Put you down? With those short legs of yours, you’d never make it back by dawn."

Luna Sutton retaliated by harshly pinching him, cursing inwardly: You’re the one with short legs! Your whole family has short legs! If I weren’t afraid of losing affection points, I’d have kicked you by now.

Yael’s Cave was at the highest point of the tribe, facing forward.

Behind lay cliffs and steep walls, with a vast view and stunning scenery.

Rhys Blackwood lived over there; the two caves almost adjacent, one in front and the other behind, even slightly louder sounds could be heard.

Luna Sutton struggled initially, thinking Rhys Blackwood’s cave was right behind, but stopped as some thought crossed her mind.

Rhys Blackwood was a normal male, full-blooded and vigorous, if he heard something he shouldn’t in the middle of the night...

Thinking of this, she suddenly had a bold idea, since escape was unlikely, she might as well go with the flow, using Corbin Crowley to create some "stimulation" for Rhys Blackwood.

Perhaps, it could yield unexpected results.

Seeing her suddenly quiet without further struggle, Corbin Crowley’s thin lips curved into an elusive smile, slowing his pace.

Carrying her swiftly to the cave, he turned his steps, bypassed a crooked tree, and entered the cave, tossing her onto a bed covered with animal skins.

Immensely spacious, rolling all over was possible.

Luna Sutton was about to climb up.

In the next second, Corbin Crowley’s tall silhouette pressed down, his silver eyes glinting coldly in the dark, akin to a wolf eyeing its prey.

"You... what do you intend to do?"

She instinctively shrank back, thinking about the imminent events, her heartbeat racing.

Even though it wasn’t the first time between them, the thought of Rhys Blackwood residing behind made her inevitably tense.

Corbin Crowley leaned closer, his breath teasing her ear, his low voice hoarse: "What do you think I intend to do? You were quite good at flirting in the back mountain, flirting with Rhys Blackwood, then Kian Sterling, so why are you chickening out now?"

Luna Sutton found herself pinned under him, her heartbeat like a drum, her palms slightly sweaty.

She cursed mentally, this damn man was too skilled at flirting.

On the other hand, she had to admit, Corbin Crowley’s breathtakingly handsome face and this domineering aura were hard to resist.

Yet, she wasn’t someone to easily back down.

Especially in times like this.

She raised her eyebrows, feigning calm: "Chickened out? Which eye of yours sees me chickening out? I’m giving you a chance to perform, after all, someone in the back mountain was clearly jealous."

Corbin Crowley narrowed his eyes slightly, lips curving into a cold smile: "Jealous? You believe I’d get jealous?"

She rolled her eyes, silently retorting: What else could it be but jealousy? The vinegar jar is almost upset.

But she feigned innocence with her words: "Oh, I didn’t say that, but you hurriedly carried me back, is it not to assert dominance?"

Corbin Crowley choked on her words, his face darkening.

But he quickly restored his icy demeanor.

He lowered his head, leaning close to her ear, his breath hot: "Luna Sutton, do you think I’m too lenient with you, so you’re daring to be so audacious?"

Luna Sutton was cornered by him with nowhere to escape, decisively embracing him around the neck: "Corbin Crowley, are you so lenient with me because... you’ve actually fallen for me?"

The damn man’s affection level was already 73, reaching the liking phase, yet his mouth was stubborn as stone, refusing to admit.

Corbin Crowley’s gaze darkened, silver eyes flickering dangerously: "Like? Do you have some misunderstanding about your charm?"

She raised her eyebrow, innocently blinking: "Oh, isn’t it like? Then why did you act like a vinegar jar was overturned tonight? Did I see it wrong?"

Corbin Crowley choked on her words, his face slightly unnatural.

He decided to simply silence her by directly blocking her mouth with his lips.

Luna Sutton was caught off guard by his domineering tactic.

But she quickly came to her senses, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, actively responding.

Suddenly, a faint sound came from the cave next door, resembling someone accidentally kicking a stone.