Doted by My Seven Brothers

Chapter 274 Raw Honey

Chapter 274 Raw Honey

Nancy didn't dare to take too much honey because she was afraid that the bees would not have enough food.

Marcus noticed the worried expression on her face, and there was a glimmer of a smile in his cold eyes.

He rubbed Nancy's head and said softly, "We have gotten enough honey."

He didn't want Nancy to run risks gathering raw honey. It was because bees were very dangerous and usually appeared in flocks. Moreover, they didn't wear any protective clothing, and being stung was no joke.

Nancy was inexplicably attractive to animals, but Marcus still feared something wrong would happen...

"Yes, that's enough. Nancy, don't you want to keep bees on your farm? We can eat the honey gathered by your bees in the future."

Nancy's other families also didn't want her to be at risk.

Thus, Nancy could only give up with regret and deeply cherished the remaining honey.

"Then I will leave this honey for Grandpa and Mom. I also want to share some of it with Jinx."

Symon lowered his head and gazed at Nancy, who was sincerely distributing the honey to him. He was touched and felt less in pain.

"Jinx, let's explore this valley. Do you want a garland? I can make one for you."

After handing over the honey to her elder brothers, Nancy held Symon's hand and chatted with him merrily. She shook her head to show her garland.

"Otis also has a garland on its head."

Otis, who was licking its paws, slid Symon a sideways glance.

It thought Symon was weak and looked down on him.

It also didn't know why Nancy liked to be with Symon.

"Yes, I want a garland."

Symon nodded slowly. He took Nancy's hand as he wandered through lots of flowers. He wanted to spend more time with Nancy and enjoyed the relaxing moment.

"Ok, wait for me. I'll go to find some vines."

Nancy scuttled away and came back after a while, holding the material for weaving garlands.

"Jinx, wait a little longer."

Nancy didn't have slender fingers but nimble ones. She had already weaved two garlands, so she was highly skilled at making another garland for Symon.

"Jinx, bend over."

After the garland was woven, Nancy stood on tiptoe and tried to put it on Symon's head.

But she was still too short to do that.

Nancy hoped she could grow up and become taller as soon as possible.

Symon didn't bend but squatted down and lowered his head slightly.

He closely resembled his poor mother. He had handsome and striking features but looked gloomy.

Coupled with his pale skin, he looked like a vampire living in the dark in European legends.

It just so happened that most of the flowers Nancy used to make the garland were red. Symon's pale skin set off the bright red flowers and made them more gorgeous as if they were irrigated with blood.

It was strange that Symon had a fragile beauty.

"How good-looking you are!"

Nancy didn't know how to describe Symon's temperament, but she knew he was handsome.

Symon slowly wore a smile and took Nancy into his arms.

"Thank you."

He greedily sensed Nancy's temperature and smell. He wanted to keep this feeling in mind so that he would never forget it.

Nancy also hugged Symon tenderly and pressed her face against his. "Jinx, I wish you happiness."

Nancy thought Jinx was so thin and wanted to cry.

She didn't dare to say that she wanted Jinx to live longer because she worried Jinx would feel stressed. She just hoped that he would be happy every following day.

"Okay."

Symon replied slowly.

A short way off stood Nancy's elder brothers, including Marcus. They didn't bother Nancy and Symon.

Suddenly Nancy asked...

"Do you guys want garlands?" After hugging Jinx, Nancy looked at her elder brothers.

They were silent for a while.

Then they said in unison, "No."

Nancy expressed her regret at their response. She thought she was good at weaving beautiful garlands and wondered why her elder brothers refused.

She was puzzled.

"Jinx, do you want to stroke Otis? Its fur is very soft and warm."

Otis was surprised.

It eyed Nancy warily and stealthily moved backward.

Otis thought, "I am not the one to be trifled with."

"Otis, how about feeding you some fruits?"

Otis remained unshaken.

"What about eating honey? You can also have watermelons after coming back home."

Otis thought with contempt, "l am the king of all beasts. I won't be moved by petty favors."

"Then how about beef jerky? Watermelons will be offered to you every day in hot weather."

Otis pricked up its ears and became less unmoved.

Nancy said softly, "Otis, please..." NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Otis thought arrogantly, "Well. Since Nancy has begged me, I will approve of her request."

Thus, Otis turned to look at Symon coldly.

Symon was speechless.

It was because he didn't want to touch Otis at all.

But Nancy coaxed Otis for a long time and also promised to give it unfair rewards. Symon thought it would be his and Nancy's loss if he gave up the chance to stroke Otis' fur.

Otis condescended to Symon with arrogance written all on its face, but Symon still touched its belly expressionlessly.

As a tiger, Otis' fur was thick and warm to the touch. Symon was slightly addicted to this soft texture of fur.

He couldn't help but caress Otis one more time...

Otis was displeased after being touched by Symon three times.

Otis growled at Symon.

"How insatiable and bold you are!"

Symon gave a little cough to hide his embarrassment and walked away, pretending not to have heard Otis' roar.

"My dear, I want to stroke your fur too..."

Kane tried to seize the chance to touch Otis. But before he could do that, he was kicked down.

Otis did not hide its dislike for Kane.

Kane was heartbroken.

Nancy looked at Kane with sympathy. She decided to help poor Kane when Otis was less alert.

Nancy asked her elder brothers, "Do you guys want to touch Otis?"

Otis was shocked.

It thought its affection and tolerance for Nancy drove her to have done too far.

Adam shouted excitedly, "I want a try! "

Otis turned around and ran away quickly.

It mumbled to itself angrily while running. It was reluctant to hit or growl at Nancy. Its heart just melted when Nancy spoke in a sweet voice. So it could only run away.

"Otis, stop running!"

Nancy hurriedly chased after Otis. "Please allow my elder brothers and Uncle Kane to stroke your fur. They won't hurt you!"

Hearing her words, Otis ran faster.

A gust of wind came as Otis ran. The wind rolled up countless petals and made them dance with butterflies. The silent valley soon became lively.

After running for a while, Nancy felt tired and laid down on Otis' soft belly, panting heavily.

"I got a message from the wildlife conservation station."

Symon showed everyone the message on his phone.