"Sorry, I..."

The more intimate a person was to her, the more Lin Mengya did not know what to say to him.

Snow finally awoke. Its rough tongue started licking Lin Mengya's finger. Its docile and sweet mannerism as totally unlike that of a wolf.

"Silly you, why did you apologize? That's not necessary between you and me."

Qinghu said with a smile as he stroked Lin Mengya's long hair.

She played along and rested her head on ...