Since the wolf didn’t respond, Ruan Qiuqiu thought he was unhappy with her. Dejected, she thought about how to apologize and hesitantly pulled her hand away from the wolf’s tail.
Yuan Jue couldn’t hold back anymore from licking his dry lips. His big tail nimbly wrapped around her retreating arm. He partially turned to his side and his long, black hair fell on his ears.
Ruan Qiuqiu could see his thick, beautiful eyelashes.
With no good intentions, Mr. Gray Wolf grabbed the tip of his tail with reddened eyes and lightly rubbed it against the back of Ruan Qiuqiu’s hand for a while before fiercely asking, “Is your hand still itchy?”
Ruan Qiuqiu: “…”
Can she say that the back of her hand wasn’t itchy originally, but it was now after he rubbed it with his tail? But anyways, she had succeeded in touching his tail today.
Ruan Qiuqiu was amused by the wolf’s childish revenge. Her eyes curved. Thinking about whether or not she had imagined him calling her Wife, she changed her address to test it out. “Umm… Mr. Yuan, how about I pass you spiritual energy?”
She had recently cultivated a small amount of spiritual energy and had planned on passing it to him after she finished playing with his tail.
The sensitive wolf noticed that she had changed her address for him. He thought about how she had brought up gray wolf Tianluo tonight, and his heart twisted. His ears drooped. The vinegar jar that had finally been sealed was overturned again. “No need.”
Ruan Qiuqiu felt the tail leaving her hand.. She stared at his lowered ears and his scarred cheeks. She didn’t know why, but she suddenly felt like crying. Her heart softened too.
With her face half-buried in the animal skin blanket, Ruan Qiuqiu called out his name for the first time, “Yuan Jue.”
Mr. Gray Wolf widened his eyes slightly. Suprished flashed through his eyes, but he still kept up his calm and cold demeanor. “Hmm?”
Ruan Qiuqiu pulled her hand out of Mr. Gray Wolf’s blanket, straightened out her blanket to cover herself, and deliberated for a while before asking, “Do you still remember my name?”
She was seriously doubting that Mr. Gray Wolf remembered her name. He probably forgot her name, and that’s why he skipped calling her name each time.
Mr. Gray Wolf: “…”
How could he forget her name? However, hearing his wife’s disappointed tone, he felt helpless. His black eyebrows that had been bitterly furrowed softened.
His thin lips held Ruan Qiuqiu’s name, but he was too shy to say it aloud.
Ruan Qiuqiu was waiting for Mr. Gray Wolf’s response, but after she had waited for a long time, he still didn’t say anything.
She had clearly already lost her sleepiness and even wanted to cultivate next, but strangely, she started to feel sleepy after asking the question.
Ruan Qiuqiu waited and waited. Her eyelids felt heavier, and her consciousness gradually grew hazy. Her thoughts drifted to a divergent direction. Perhaps, she could use the wood at home to make a wheelchair for Mr. Gray Wolf. Or maybe, she could ask Grandma Ruyi for help in making a four-wheel cart and then capture a beast to pull the cart. This way, Yuan Jue could go with her to the Winter Bear Tribe…
Before falling deeply asleep, Ruan Qiuqiu vaguely heard the wolf gently call out, “Qiuqiu.”
The tender affection in those syllables made her think she imagined it.
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