"Why are your eyesight so bad? You can't even see clearly from this close."
Jiang Henian blinked in confusion, tears hanging on his eyelashes, looking so pitiful.
"That wild boar died a long time ago. This is a wolf."
Jiang Henian: “…”
Thanks, I'm even more scared.
She was completely petrified and felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.
Who in my family understands! I'm riding on a wolf's back!
Giant wolf! A wolf bigger than a tiger!
Dewang turned his head to look at his owner who was smiling particularly happily, then looked at the "fragrant meat bun" curled up in his owner's arms, and decided to be magnanimous and forgive her for mistaking him for that smelly and ugly wild boar.
The magnanimous wolf king, the former mighty and handsome Doberman, Dewang, turned his head back, lowered his head, picked up the autistic ball of fur squatting on the ground, and threw it back around his neck.
The wolf raised its head and howled towards the full moon on the treetops in the dome.
“Ouch—”
A few breaths later, one wolf howl after another echoed from the depths of the jungle.
Like a tsunami.
Jiang Henian was numbed by the shock, his ears were buzzing, his head was buzzing, and tears were streaming down his face.
She looked up blankly, looking at He Jinshan who remained calm.
"Uncle..."
"Am I dreaming?"
"Actually, I'm already dead, right? Otherwise... how could I be sitting on a wolf? Wolf! How did you end up here?"
"I must be dead. There's no escaping the plot. I must have died in the mountains like her..."
Her tone was slow, she was extremely confused, and tears were streaming down the corners of her red eyes.
He Jinshan caught a certain word and a hint of inquiry flashed across his eyes.
But right now, there are more important things.
He stared down at the little girl who was obviously terrified from what she had experienced.
Suddenly, he put his arms around the man, lifted him from the wolf's back and lifted him onto his lap. He pinched his jaw and lowered his head to bite his lips, neither lightly nor heavily.
"Does it hurt?"
It hurts.
Jiang Henian frowned in dissatisfaction. She was dead, but He Jinshan still bullied her. She sobbed and cried, feeling extremely sad.
I haven't reacted yet.
He Jinshan leaned forward again and bit her harder, saying unhappily:
"Idiot, you've kissed my skin so hard it's bald, you won't die."
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