Tang Yu understood very well why Shao Yin was like this. If Shao Yin's emotions had not fluctuated so much and she had not lost control of her emotions, she would never have revealed her Nine-Tailed Fox.

If it is difficult to control, Shao Yin may even run the risk of becoming possessed.

Seeing this, Tang Yu no longer cared about feeling guilty. He nodded hurriedly and said, "Yeah, I just woke up."

So... that's not wrong, right?

Xiao Shaoyin looked at Tang Yu quietly, as if she wanted to see how many secrets Tang Yu was hiding.

Although Xiao Shaoyin knew that it was best for monsters not to reveal their true form in front of humans, she still couldn't control herself.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and even his shoulders were stiff as usual. He stared at Tang Yu stubbornly and said softly:

"You heard everything he said, right?"

"He is not my savior, but he wants to skin me alive and tear out my tendons."

"But you never told me, never even said—"

"You're the one who picked me up from the woods."

At that time, he failed to survive the tribulation and fled in a panic. He vaguely remembered that he fell into a pool of water, but he forgot -

Someone first picked him up from the pond and then placed him in the mountains.

It was also at this moment that he remembered that when he was held in that person's arms, that person's warm breath penetrated the coldness and enveloped him tightly.

Just like the countless nights I spent hugging Tang Yu.

He would never mistake that kind of aura. It was Tang Yu, definitely Tang Yu.

Tang Yu was somewhat surprised. He obviously had not expected that Xiao Shaoyin, who was dying and had already turned into his original form, could still remember that it was he who picked up the injured fox from the pond and then placed it in a warm and dry pine branch.

So in fact, the warm hands that Xiao Shaoyin always remembered were not the ones who picked him up from the woods, but the ones who placed him among the dry pine branches.