Chapter 18

The young man was handsome, with a pair of crystal blue eyes full of spirituality. When he saw the person in front of him, he smiled, with a bit of cuteness, and his every frown and smile was very similar to the white kitten.

Yan Xuanjin stared at him straight, and when he saw his pink lips move slightly, as if he wanted to say something, he squatted down and moved closer.

He said, "Come in a little further."

So Yan Xuanjin obediently moved a little closer.

A hint of cunning flashed in the boy's eyes. He tilted his head slightly, opened his white teeth, and gently bit his ear.

Yan Xuanjin:!!!

…

The dream ended very suddenly. Yan Xuanjin suddenly propped himself up and sat up from the bed. His first reaction was to cover his left ear - the warm and wet feeling seemed to still remain on his skin, giving him a special feeling he had never had before.

He tried hard to recall what happened in his dream, but he always felt that there was an invisible film blocking him from thinking deeply.

Yan Xuanjin shook his head, got off the bed, and after a few steps, he saw the young man lying on the floor of his dormitory, and the black wolf sleeping soundly on top of him.

He stood there in a daze for a moment, and then the details of the dream swept through him in an instant, followed by another clear touch in his ears.

Yan Xuanjin's yellow-green eyes were filled with panic and helplessness. The tips of his ears hidden in his black hair turned red, but his face did not show any shyness.

He looked at the young man who had no clothes to cover his body, relying entirely on the black wolf's fur to shield his vital parts. He tried to ignore the heat that came out of his body the moment he saw him, and the touch that was transmitted to his mind through a layer of wolf fur. He pushed away the black wolf lying on him, moved him to the bed and covered him tightly with a quilt.

——However, he always needed to find the right spot before he could put the boy down, so he had no choice but to... see certain places.

Small...

Pink...

So good...

Yan Xuanjin's Adam's apple rolled as he tried to expel the tainted thoughts from his mind.

He drove the black wolf back into his own mental image, ruthlessly waking it up from its sleep, and ordered it to explore the big broken hole and the boundary of the image. He sat by the bed, quietly watching over the boy.

He traced the boy's eyebrows and eyes with his eyes, felt his presence, and felt inexplicably at ease.

Black Wolf was very efficient and, even though he was reluctant, he still faithfully reported the situation inside the picture.

As Yan Xuanjin had thought, the expanded boundary in the dream actually existed in his own mental picture, and the gap that was originally swallowed by the black fog was indeed given new life.

If that is the case, does it mean that the person who suddenly appeared in the dream and lay on the floor all night in reality is his kitten?

That cute, sensible, spoiled, clingy kitten...whom he hadn't had time to name yet?

Yan Xuanjin suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart, and suddenly became worried - since the kitten had turned into a human, did that mean he could no longer raise him?

…

When the kitten woke up, Yan Xuanjin was seriously thinking about the future, so he didn't realize that the future he was carefully considering was quietly approaching him, ready to give him a scare.

"ha--!"

The kitten raised its paw behind its owner and was about to pounce on the owner, but suddenly found that there seemed to be something wrong with its field of vision.

However, this commotion had already pulled Yan Xuanjin out of his thoughts. He turned around and looked at the young man who was standing there in a daze. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise a little, and he said with a smile: "You're awake."

The boy stared at him blankly. This time he didn't have to look up with much effort to see his master clearly.

"I……"

Yan Xuanjin reached out and touched his forehead, testing whether he was still running a fever. But Kitty instinctively leaned her cheek against his.

No... How can it be so cute...

Yan Xuanjin's old face turned red, and he coughed lightly. He held the boy's face with one hand and touched his forehead with the other.

"No more fever." He ignored the boy's pleading eyes, turned around and searched for clothes in the closet, saying, "I'll find you some clothes. After you put them on, we'll go find the elk for a checkup."