Fang Ling glanced at the rough fingertips on her sleeve, withdrew her hand in disgust, and said in an extremely gentle voice, "Yes, it's my sister."
As soon as she finished speaking, she strode forward.
Before I could even get close to Zhuhao, she started running quickly, as if she had seen someone and looked very surprised.
Fang Ling didn't dare to run after him, as it would easily attract the attention of passersby.
She didn't want to be besieged in the cafeteria at noon again, so she could only watch helplessly as the distance between her and Zhu Hao grew.
Seeing Zhu Hao running away from them, Zhou Xin instinctively wanted to call out for help, but suddenly felt her wrist being pulled hard.
The force on her wrist was so strong that she couldn't help but furrow her brow.
Zhou Xin snapped out of her reverie and noticed the many passersby around her, realizing that she had almost exposed Fang Ling.
She lowered her eyes apologetically and lowered her voice, "I'm sorry, Sister Ling."
Fang Ling rolled her eyes. If it weren't for maintaining a gentle image, she would have loved to pry open Zhou Xin's brain to see what she was thinking.
"It's nothing," Fang Ling said softly. "My sister must have something important to do. We can just go and say hello to her next time."
Zhou Xin nodded guiltily, "But, Sister Ling, your sister dislikes you so much, why do you insist on getting along with her?"
Fang Ling's eyes flickered slightly, she pursed her lips, and the corners of her mouth under her mask turned up slightly. Her tone was aggrieved, "But I've always wanted an older sister since I was little. I'm not a biological child in my family, and I'm always afraid of doing something wrong and being disliked. I'm always very careful. An older sister is only two months older than me, so I feel like I can talk to her. Plus, having another family member would give me a greater sense of belonging."
As she spoke, Fang Ling's voice became choked with emotion.
Zhou Xin frowned, looked at her with a guilty expression, patted her back helplessly, and comforted her softly.
Fang Ling stretched forward with annoyance, pulled Zhou Xin's hand down, and whispered that it was nothing, but her gaze remained fixed on Zhu Hao.
*
As Zhu Hao walked down the avenue, the moment he saw the license plate, he knew it was Tang Song.
She ran over happily, hearing no wind or the voices of passersby, but gradually hearing Tang Song's inner voice.
【Ahhh! The cub is running towards me! She seems to be in a good mood, is something making her happy? Hehe~ I'll ask her later, what's this called again? Uh… it's in the book, I think it's called caring for a child's learning and life.】
May your eyes and brows light up with a smile.
Even with the car doors closed and the windows tinted, she could imagine Tang Song leisurely swishing his tail, his ear tips twitching from time to time, and his tail tip perhaps curling into various shapes, like little hearts.
I really want to touch it!!
[However, on her first day of school, I asked her about these things. Will this cause her to rebel? It's said that human babies don't like sharing school life with their parents, is that true?]
Zhu Hao stood by the car, raised her hand to smooth her bangs that had been blown away by the wind, and the car door opened automatically.
She didn't go up, but waved to Geng Ying, who was a step behind her.
[Huh? The cubs aren't coming up? What's going on?]
[It sounds like she's calling for someone. Is it that tall bamboo pole behind her? Oh my god! That human woman has such a sour face!! Does someone owe her money?]
Zhu Hao's smile froze, and she then realized Geng Ying's cold expression.
When Geng Ying isn't smiling, she does look quite cold.
She hesitated and lowered her hand, clutching the hem of her clothes with both hands.
Shouldn't she have introduced Geng Ying and Tang Song?
It seems... the two of them don't get along at all...
No! No! It's all a misunderstanding!
besides!
Geng Ying has such a great figure! She's so envious—slim waist and long legs!
How come he became a thin bamboo pole in Tang Song's eyes?!
Tang Song doesn't know how to appreciate it!
Wolves have a different aesthetic sense than humans!
My baby is so much cuter! It's so much plumper and softer than that tall bamboo stick, it looks absolutely adorable! And it's always smiling, it melts my heart! How did I become so good at raising babies? Hahaha!
Best wishes: ...
Well, Tang Song's aesthetic sense is quite in line with human aesthetic sense.
Geng Ying stood in front of the car door, bent down slightly, and looked into the car.
The moment she met Tang Song's gaze, she froze.
How are they different?
She thought he was a balding 30-year-old man, but he looked like he was in his twenties.
She could only see his profile, but she could still tell from his handsome features that he was very good-looking.
He wore a black haute couture suit without a single wrinkle, with the top button fastened meticulously, exuding both seriousness and style.
Her slender fingertips lightly touched the gold-rimmed watch on her wrist.
He had a cold demeanor, and even when he was sitting, one could feel a subtle sense of oppression emanating from him—the aura of someone in a superior position.
Moreover, the man's gaze as he looked at her was cold, like a knife, sending a chill down her spine.
The two nodded to each other as a greeting, without saying a word.
Zhu Hao picked up his phone, ready to type, to introduce the two of them, and to ask Tang Song if Geng Ying could come along for dinner.
[So ugly! So ugly! So ugly! It's so ugly it's unbearable! It's like a skinny bamboo pole!! Could this human woman be a friend of the cub?! Help! She's holding the cub's backpack!! Ahhh!! Help!! Can I interfere with the cub's friendships?!! Will the cub dislike me?]
Zhu Hao paused for a moment, slowly put down her phone, hesitated, and glanced at Geng Ying, who was radiating coldness.
Not ugly...very pretty.
She knew that Tang Song had a problem with his aesthetic sense.
[What should I do? What should I do? Can anyone tell me how to handle this situation? What if the cub wants me to take that human woman with me? Can I refuse? Will the cub be sad if I refuse?! Help!]
Best wishes, though your brow is slightly furrowed.
She felt that the two of them had some deep misunderstandings about each other, and the atmosphere was tense, so it didn't seem appropriate for them to sit at the same table for a meal.
Geng Ying withdrew her gaze from Tang Song, handed the schoolbag to Zhu Hao, turned to the side, and silently said, "If you sense anything is wrong, call me immediately, and I'll call the police right away."
Zhu Hao gave an awkward smile and nodded slightly.
Clutching her schoolbag, she shrank into the back seat and waved to Geng Ying.
Geng Ying nodded slightly, glanced at the man in the back seat, and closed the car door.
[Phew... Thank goodness, the cub didn't bring that human woman along. I'll ask the cub later who that woman is? Are they close? How did they meet? How long have they known each other? Uh... Am I asking too much? Never mind, let Zhu Qing investigate. I won't ask the cub anymore. If the cub feels I'm too controlling, it'll get annoyed.]
Best wishes: ...
She saw that Tang Song's tail tip had curled up into a small dumpling in frustration.
Although the occasion and time were wrong, she really wanted to rub the tip of his tail, just like Geng Ying rubbed her face.
But she knew it was impossible.
After all, she had already deeply ingrained the rule that only a wolf's mate could touch its ears and tail.
She could only look at the nimble tip of its tail and sigh with regret.
The car started.
Zhu Hao watched helplessly as Geng Ying took out her phone and started filming the license plate.
Her lips twitched, and she placed the schoolbag between herself and Tang Song, carefully avoiding Tang Song's long, hairy tail.
Geng Ying was just worried about her... that's normal.
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