The gray wolf's cold eyes weren't about to make idle chatter; it just kept staring at the young man. 。It began to fidget again, Little Gray's tail even drooping lower, before it was suddenly flicked upwards. 。All books are dry tigers, and when you touch their heads, they feel like that. But Xiaohui is not a straight wolf. 。Even though we've been together for months, Xiao Hui deep down is not a wild animal. She wouldn't even touch raw meat if you put it in front of her. 。,Little Grey almost woke me up, the moment he opened his eyes. 。Her fair ears were flushed with a delicate blush. 。,But it wasn't just about looking at the youth, the wolf wanted to tear apart everything he couldn't get his paws on. 。Just when Ning Shu thought Xiao Hui would come back, she didn't hear any movement from the balcony. My heart tightened, and instead of sitting still, I rushed out to take a look. 。。