The lion looked refreshed and proudly raised its head slightly.

The adult male lion's mane fluttered slightly in the air as the wind blew, and the sunlight shone on its body, reflecting bursts of starlight on its golden fur, more eye-catching and dazzling than the finest silk.

What a touching scene.

The fierce and tyrannical emperor finally got to be embraced by the little female he liked.

Look at His Majesty's worthless appearance. No matter how angry he is, a hug will surely resolve it perfectly.

If not, two hugs will definitely solve the problem.

Everyone in the lab stared wide-eyed at the scene, trying not to miss a single detail.

Only Dean Zhao, watching this scene, felt a strange chill suddenly rise from behind him.

The next second

Yu Mian, who had been crouching on one knee in front of the golden lion and was about to hug it, withdrew her hand.

His face showed an extremely obvious hint of relief.

"Luckily, I reacted in time."

"Luckily, I reacted in time."

"Dean Zhao is right."

"I almost made another mistake and got kicked out of the protected base."

She could no longer have close contact with the furry creature.

The golden lion had already developed a close dependence on her because of yesterday.

If she continues to be unable to control herself from petting the furry thing, Dean Zhao will surely not tolerate her.

No matter how much the golden lion cries and fusses, she will be kicked out of the animal sanctuary and replaced with a law-abiding feeder.

Yu Mian put her hands behind her back, forcibly suppressing the urge to hug the fluffy thing, a hint of apology flashing across her masked face:

"I'm sorry, tyrant."

"I can't hug you. Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."

"Huh?"

The golden lion opened its eyes wide in grievance, tilted its big, furry head, and howled at Yu Mian.

Isn't he adorable?

Why don't you hug him?