Si Yan excitedly continued, "With such a large snake shed, I can make a lot of clothes. These smaller pieces can be used to make some underwear. I haven’t had any fresh underwear to change into for a long time."
Since she arrived in this world, there had been some undergarments in her space, but over time they had become worn, and beast skins were not suitable for making underwear.
Now, with these snake sheds, that problem was solved.
She Wang asked, "What kind of clothes and undergarments do you want?"
Si Yan described them simply.
When the male listened to her gesticulating about undergarments for covering certain areas, his expression subtly changed.
Seeing his change in expression, Si Yan also felt a bit embarrassed. "Is this not acceptable? After all, it’s your snake shed."
"It’s not that it’s unacceptable. It’s just a bit unexpected."
She Wang looked at Si Yan again, then stepped forward and measured her with his hand.
His well-defined hands lightly traced over her chest and hips, making Si Yan, regardless of her usual composure, blush deeply at that moment.
She Wang took a few steps back.
He pulled out a few strands of his hair, his fingertips revealing sharp claws, which neatly sliced through the purple snake shed.
In the Beast World, there was no concept of modesty.
Mating was simply a natural phenomenon. The bodies of females and males were also natural.
Thus, in the Beast World, when males transformed and their beast-skin loincloths fell off, revealing their bodies, beastmen did not feel embarrassed.
And females would not feel embarrassed even if they mated with males in broad daylight in front of everyone.
So it wasn’t just the males who might expose themselves; there were also females who disliked covering up and preferred to reveal themselves.
Si Yan was different.
She dressed very appropriately, even conservatively.
All her private parts seemed precious, not to be seen by others.
Si Yan, curious, stepped forward. She saw that Wang seemed to be a natural tailor; he didn’t deviate in the slightest. Quickly, the clothes and undergarments she had asked for were ready, and there was more than one set of each.
"Great Demon King, you are truly amazing," Si Yan praised.
Wang’s hands paused, and then he said, "It’s a skill that snake beastmen are born with, merely a skill to please females."
Si Yan didn’t comment further, looking up at him with a beaming smile.
Her big eyes, with their clear distinction between black and white, were extremely beautiful.
"Your snake shed is very beautiful too," Si Yan said with a smile.
"My shed skin used to be lighter in color when I was younger, not as dark as this one."
Si Yan nodded. She had seen his younger snake form in his dreams, and indeed the color was lighter.
Wang Dao said, "However, I burned all those sheds."
In the past, he never imagined that a female would be willing to accept his snake shed.
"Ah," Si Yan expressed her surprise, "That’s such a pity."
Wang couldn’t help asking, "You think it’s a pity?"
Si Yan nodded and said, "Yes. Such good snake shed is so rare. It’s a real shame, such a shame."
Si Yan’s words were heartfelt, and the coldness on She Wang’s face eased once more.
He seemed a bit lost for a moment, then continued to sew with the hair strands.
"It’s done. Would you like to try it on?"
Si Yan, looking at the beautiful clothes and undergarments before her, said excitedly, "Yes."
She took the clothes and walked toward the cave with them. She Wang followed, intending to see if they fit and whether they needed adjustments.
But Si Yan, turning around nervously, said, "I’m going to change; you’re not allowed to follow and watch."
She Wang stopped in his tracks and said bluntly, "Okay."
In her eyes, those parts of her body were very precious, not to be seen by others.
Si Yan changed into the clothes made from the snake shed and had to admit: they were SO! COMFORTABLE!
On her journey, with the Day of the Blazing Sun approaching, she had been wearing beast skins. When pretending to be a male cub, she even wore a barrel-shaped beast-skin skirt that completely concealed her waist.
It was hot, extremely hot!
And now, the shed snake skin was not only beautiful in color but also extremely light, thin, and breathable—even more comfortable than ice silk!
Si Yan walked out of the cave and saw She Wang with his back turned as promised; she quickly ran up to him.
"Great Demon King, what do you think? Does it look good?"
The little female in front of him was not tall, about half a head shorter than most females in the Beast World.
Her small face was clean, her skin delicate and tender, her little mouth cherry red.
He carefully sized her up. In Wang’s view, her nose was small, her mouth was small, her ears were small; everything about her seemed tiny.
But those eyes, with their clear distinction between black and white, were particularly bright, especially beautiful.
Although her stature was small, her chest was not flat. Though not large, it suited her petite frame harmoniously and beautifully.
After sizing her up from top to bottom, She Wang nodded. "Not bad."
"I think it’s great," Si Yan said with a smile. "Such a shame there’s no mirror; I really want to see myself."
Si Yan explained, "Something reflective that allows you to see your own face."
The Beastman understood. His lower body transformed into a serpentine shape. He flipped his tail around, located a relatively smooth snake scale, and then plucked it out, handing it to Si Yan.
"Try looking into this," he said.
Si Yan was stunned. "Doesn’t that hurt?"
She Wang, his handsome face impassive, still held the snake scale out to her.
Although he was purple all over, not every snake scale was dark purple. Some shone with a silvery light. The scale that She Wang had plucked was one of these.
Si Yan turned the snake scale over and examined it; although due to its natural ridges it wasn’t perfectly smooth, it did reflect light and could serve as a small mirror.
Moreover, this shape, this appearance, was much more beautiful than a small mirror.
Si Yan thrust the snake scale into She Wang’s hand. "Hold it further away; I want to see my whole body."
The Beastman held the snake scale and stepped back a few paces. Through this small mirror, Si Yan could see her entire self.
"Beautiful!" Si Yan was extremely satisfied. She twirled around. "It’s so beautiful, I love it."
The little female’s appearance was lively and attractive. Her joy was palpable, influencing his mood.
Even She Wang found his mood inexplicably brightened.
She Wang gathered up all the undergarments he had made, burning all the excess shed snakeskin with a bolt of lightning.
Si Yan asked from the side, "Great Demon King, are you going to keep calling me ’female’ all the time?"
The male snake beastman suddenly spoke, "What does ’Great Demon King’ mean?"
Si Yan, startled, immediately made something up, "You wouldn’t understand; it’s a nickname, a term of endearment from the village I come from!"
"Nickname?" Without suspicion, Wang then asked, "Then what does ’wife’ mean?"
Si Yan responded, "’Wife’ is what males from my home village call their mates."
Wang’s expression cooled, a trace of murderous intent in his eyes as he contemplated how to deal with She Ying.
He asked icily, "Are you going to take She Ying as your mate?"
Si Yan was suddenly chagrined.
What a colossal misunderstanding!
"No, in my village, a male calls his own mate ’wife.’ His subordinates also call her ’wife’ as a term of respect."
Wang couldn’t understand. He said, "I will not call you what She Ying does."
Si Yan was close to tears.
Why, in ancient times, did husbands call their wives ’wife,’ and their subordinates also call her ’wife’?
Wang continued to inquire, "In your village, are there other names for a mate?"
"Yes," Si Yan enumerated, "some call their mates ’wifey,’ there’s also ’darling,’ ’baby,’ and so on. There’s also calling by pet names. For example, you can call me ’Yan Yan.’"
She Wang hummed in response.
What did that ’hmm’ mean?