The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 699 An Accident

"I think I smell something... a whiff of jealousy. It smells like... Belle, are you jealous of Victoria?" Danny tantalizingly teased.

Whack!

Belle's response was swift as her hand struck Danny's handsome face. Not too hard, just enough to make his head turn slightly, brushing his nose against her chest ever so lightly.

Belle was stunned. Danny was stunned too.

"Country boy, you filthy pervert!" Belle screamed as if volume alone would prove her the victim.

"How am I a pervert now?" Danny was genuinely bewildered. Though he hadn't really suffered in that brief moment of contact, on the contrary, having snagged a small, unintended advantage, he did not consider himself a pervert. It was an accident, not deliberate.

"Why am I a pervert?" Belle shot him an angered look and scolded fiercely, "You damned country boy, taking advantage in broad daylight-I'll beat you to death!"

To hide her unsettled feelings, Belle launched an onslaught on Danny. In truth, that accidental touch had sent a pleasant shiver through her, a tingling sensation like a current of electricity.

Deep down, she was well aware of Danny's character and knew the inadvertent contact was just that-an accident. But even as an accident, she blamed him and decided he would owe her for it. Someday, she might bring it up again to cajole the country boy into doing her bidding.

"I'm sorry, Belle!"

"I won't do it again, Belle!"

"Please forgive me, Belle!"

Danny hastily admitted his wrongs. After landing a few blows, Belle stopped. Her anger wasn't solely directed at the accidental contact but also because Danny had the nerve to carry Victoria in a princess hole right in front of her!

Victoria, too, found it strange. Why had she let a country boy carry her? And why had Danny seemed to so relish the opportunity? How shameless! Just then, Victoria approached.

Smiling gently, she said softly, "You two carrying on like this have probably scared all the wild chickens away. How are we supposed to catch them now?"

"How to catch them? Let the country boy do it. If we don't catch any wild chickens today, then we'll roast the country boy for dinner!" Belle said with fiery anger.

"Belle, if you really want to eat chicken, you don't have to roast it. Eating it raw is better, it has the best flavor," Danny suggested.

"Get lost!" Belle, understanding exactly what Danny was insinuating, kicked him to the ground, wearing an expression of disgust.

However, as Danny hit the ground, he noticed a brightly colored, pretty mushroom. Without thinking, he took a bite. Although immune to poison, he pretended to be afflicted, feigning confusion and distress. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Seeing the mushroom in Danny's mouth, Belle asked worriedly, "Country boy, what's wrong with you?"

"I've been poisoned. I need you, Belle, to give me mouth-to-mouth resuscitation."

Realizing what was happening, Belle snapped back.

"Get lost!"

She muttered the rebuke, seeing right through Danny's ploy.