Animal Whisperer: Take Back My Life and Love Chapter 150: An Unexpected Benefit

"I can pass out in stages and batches! I promise not to waste your time. I’ll faint, wake up, check my bank balance, and then happily faint again!"

As Nancy leaned in close, Barry’s breath hitched, and a faint crimson flush crept up his earlobes.

He instinctively reached down and scooped up Snowball, who had finally stopped spinning and curled into a ball between them. Barry gripped the weasel’s soft little paw and pressed it gently against Nancy’s smooth forehead, creating a furry barrier between them. "In your dreams."

Suddenly used as a shield, Snowball looked bewildered, his paw still pressed against Nancy’s head while his dark eyes blinked. Wait? Is this a new game?

Just then, Snowtooth’s tail slapped the side of the tank in excitement. "Ms. Nancy, look! Gabriel is holding up our photo!"

Nancy turned toward the screen. Gabriel, having just secured the championship, was wiping away water droplets while showing a photo on his phone to the interview camera. It was a group shot of the entire swimming team with her at the Loren Zoo!

In the photo, Nancy was surrounded by a group of muscular swimming legends, smiling radiantly. Since the animals were "secret weapons," only Nancy appeared in the photo, holding a Loren Zoo sign featuring a cute cartoon snake.

Nancy was moved, blurting out without thinking, "Wow, Gabriel’s chest muscles are shaped so perfectly!"

Barry, who had been rubbing his earlobe, froze. The faint blush vanished instantly.

"Ms. Nancy! Master has muscles too!"

Star suddenly barked and stood up, slamming his front paws onto Barry’s chest and digging in frantically. Barry’s silk pajamas were already smooth and loose; under Star’s vigorous tugging, the buttons popped one after another with a series of sharp clicks.

In an instant, a firm, beautiful chest was exposed under the dim lights of the RV. The lines of his pectoral muscles were sharp and well-defined, tensing slightly from the sudden exposure and glistening under the soft glow. Below that were eight perfectly arranged, rock-solid abdominal muscles. His narrow waist tapered into powerful, athletic curves that rose and fell with his slightly quickened breathing.

Nancy’s eyes went wide!

The lines of his abs extended downward, disappearing into his waistband and tracing two clear, enticing V-lines that shimmered in the play of light and shadow. It was a perfect physique, like something straight out of a manga—not overly bulky, but radiating latent power.

Nancy was stunned. She wanted to look away, but her eyes refused to obey her brain!

The tips of Barry’s ears turned beet-red. He scrambled to pull his open shirt back together, but Star—that little traitor—whimpered excitedly and used his furry head to nudge Barry’s hands aside. Even Snowball joined in, his damp nose curiously brushing against Barry’s abs.

As the shirt was pulled open further and Nancy’s wide eyes remained fixed on him, Barry felt as if his face were on fire. He raised his other hand, and his broad palm covered Nancy’s eyes, completely blocking her burning gaze.

"Don't look!" Barry’s voice was low and husky, carrying a hint of panicked threat.

With Barry’s warm palm covering her eyes, Nancy’s other senses were instantly heightened in the darkness. The thin calluses on his palm brushed against her trembling eyelashes, creating a slight, maddening itch that made her cheeks flush involuntarily.

Barry was equally flushed. The girl’s long lashes felt like soft fans brushing against his palm. Each flutter seemed to stroke his very heart, sparking an indescribable tingle and making his Adam’s apple bob.

Just as the atmosphere reached a suffocating level of tension—

Ring ring ring!

The phone in Nancy’s pocket suddenly went off, the crisp ringtone shattering the thick silence. Barry snapped back to his senses and pulled his hand away, letting out a light cough to hide his embarrassment. He hurriedly adjusted his disheveled pajamas, shooting a warning look at the innocent-looking Star.

Blushing just as hard, Nancy fumbled for her phone. It was the delivery driver!

Crap, I forgot I had food arriving at the Reptile House!

The delivery driver spoke over the line: "Hello, your food is here. Where exactly should I drop it off?"

The lawn where the RV was parked was quite secluded. Nancy was worried the driver wouldn't find it and was about to get up to meet him. Before she could speak, Bobby the squirrel heard the word "delivery" and immediately raised a tiny paw.