[Huh? What does "puppy" mean? My future mate? Did the puppy hear the gossip circulating in the pack?]
“No.” Tang Song frowned, his tone deep, his dark eyes fixed on her. “I have no partner.”
His tone was firm, and his expression was solemn, as if he were explaining some huge misunderstanding.
Zhu Hao's lips twitched, realizing that Tang Song might have misunderstood, and she quickly wrote something down, "That's not what I meant. I'm not asking if you have a partner now. I'm asking if you've thought about what your future partner will be like?"
After a week of analyzing Tang Song's feelings, she vaguely felt that Tang Song might like her.
She didn't dare to ask directly, so she could only probe in this tactful way.
Half of her round eyes, hidden by her thick bangs, were fixed on Tang Song. Zhu Hao nervously licked her lips.
Tang Song's face was tense as he stared intently at the delicate handwriting on the drawing board.
[Why did you suddenly ask me about this? Is it because Xiaoxue brought up what happened during your heat cycle today, reminding you of the terrible things I did but kept avoiding the topic? Do you want an answer from me today?]
I do want to take responsibility, but I'm afraid that if I bring it up, the cub will get angry with me again, sob... The cub was really fierce that night...
[Moreover, the cubs are still too young to assume the duties of the wolf king's wife. The key issue is... my offspring are the next heirs of the wolf clan. There has never been a wolf king who is a human-wolf hybrid before. Currently, most of the hybrid wolf cubs in the clan are weak and sickly, even weaker than normal humans. It would be difficult for them to become the next wolf king...]
Snap!
Zhu Hao abruptly slammed his pen on the drawing board, interrupting Tang Song's inner thoughts.
Tang Song's eyes widened, and his gaze fell on her.
【Huh?! What's the cub doing?! You scared me to death!! I knew the cub would get angry if this was mentioned!! Damn it! I still have to kneel on durians!!】
Zhu Hao's ears turned bright red, and even her thick bangs couldn't hide the embarrassment on her face. She bit her lip and remained silent, not knowing what to say.
What is Tang Song thinking?!
Their relationship isn't even official yet!
This lecherous man is already thinking about the little wolf cub he and she had!
How did you suddenly think of the wolf clan's heir when nothing even remotely happened?!
besides!
When did she ever ask Tang Song to kneel on durians?
Stop wrongly accusing her!
Tang Song knelt on the keyboard last time voluntarily, not because she forced him!
Tang Song glanced at the words on the drawing board, puzzled, and after careful consideration, replied, "No."
[I had thought about it before. After all, I am the wolf king. Besides managing the pack now, I also need to consider the future development of the wolf clan. However, at that time, everything was for the wolf clan's sake. Naturally, my mate also had to meet the basic requirements of the wolf clan: strong, robust, and quick-witted. This way, our future cubs would be the strongest cubs in the wolf clan and could serve as the leaders of the wolf clan. After all, my parents got together in this way and I was born.]
As the blush on her face faded, a hint of disappointment flashed in her lowered eyes.
Tang Song's true feelings are already quite clear.
She could never be his partner.
The idea of a mixed-race wolf cub was just a wild fantasy in Tang Song's mind.
In Tang Song's heart, his duty as the wolf king was inviolable, and all his choices should be for the benefit of the tribe.
She, however, was clearly not a good match at all.
Undeterred, she erased the words on the drawing board and rewrote them: "So, do you have someone you like... or a wolf?"
Tang Song stared at Zhu Hao, puzzled, with a serious expression. "I've only been an adult for five years, I don't have time to think about these things."
He kept his lips tightly pressed together and remained silent.
That means there is none. There is no wolf I like, and no... person I like.
Tang Song doesn't like her... What's the point of taking responsibility?
This realization made Zhu Hao's face stiffen. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she didn't want to pursue the problem on the drawing board any further. She pulled the drawing board out directly, looking like a wronged little wife with a sullen expression.
Tang Song was lost in his own thoughts and didn't notice her reaction.
[Since having my cubs, I haven't thought about mates at all. As for whether I like them or not... isn't that a bit redundant? Werewolves mostly choose mates because of their strong bodies, so they can raise their cubs together. I've never considered liking anyone; after all, my most important task right now is raising my cubs!]
Zhu Hao's lips were tight, a trace of color returned to her face, and her fallen hair obscured her profile. She stopped abruptly in her tracks, which had been about to leave.
She discreetly brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and listened carefully to Tang Song's innermost thoughts.
[But if I take good care of the cubs and they get better, they should be able to produce healthy wolf pups, right? Ugh~ This will definitely be very harmful to the cubs' bodies, I can't bear to do that…]
[Should we not have children? Then what about the wolf clan's heir?]
Whoosh~
A breeze carrying the scent of jasmine brushed across Tang Song's face, and the figure of Zhu Hao disappeared from her sight.
His gaze paused, and the wind lifted his bangs slightly, revealing a small, conspicuous tuft that added a touch of endearing awkwardness to his otherwise cold and hard demeanor.
"Ran away?" Tang Song tilted his head slightly, staring at the direction Zhu Hao disappeared in with a puzzled look, his tone confused.
They haven't finished speaking yet, have they?
And isn't "wishing you well" supposed to help with digestion after eating too much?
They'd only taken a couple of steps, why did they hide back in their room?
Tang Song raised his hand, looking slightly bewildered, and carefully pressed down the tuft of hair that was sticking up. He asked himself in a muffled voice, "So, do I still have to kneel on durians?"
*
bedroom.
Zhu Hao, holding his easel, leaned against the door, panting, and slowly slid down to sit on the ground.
She ran so fast that it took her a long time to calm down.
Zhu Hao placed the drawing board on his lap, stared at the last sentence he had written on it, bit his lip, and erased the last few words.
All that's left on the canvas is—Do you have someone you like?
Zhu Hao pursed his lips, stared at the seemingly halting sentences on the drawing board, and sighed softly.
Tang Song's mind was filled with nothing but the wolf clan! The wolf clan! The wolf clan!
She was asking him about his personal feelings, and he was thinking about the wolf clan heir!
Tang Song deserves to be single!
Zhu Hao picked up the pen with an indignant look on his face, and just as he was about to cross out the words on the drawing board, he stopped abruptly.
The magnetic pen left a blob of black writing on the drawing board.
Zhu Hao's eyes flickered slightly, her cheeks puffed out, and she silently cursed, "Bad guy! Idiot!"
Then she got up and hid the drawing board and magnetic pen under the mattress.
Then, as if venting his anger, he kicked the mattress twice.
She had used too much force, and the pain made her curl up on the bed, clutching her foot and silently cursing under her breath, "Tang Song, you big idiot! Big! Idiot!"
*
The next day.
I had no classes this morning, but I still got up very early. When I went downstairs, the wolf pack was as busy as ever, and the lively atmosphere was no different from before.
Tang Song sat on the living room sofa, holding a tablet in his hand, his brow furrowed, as if he was filtering something, but he didn't seem satisfied with any of them.
He caught a glimpse of Zhu Hao at the top of the stairs, raised an eyebrow, and beckoned her over, "Come and choose an internship company you'd like to attend."
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