Chapter 148: Becoming a Big Lion Again
Maybe because they have lived in her house for a long time, the little pets have become accustomed to taking naps.
While they were curled up on the sofa, recliners and carpets to rest, Tong Wanwan changed her clothes and went for a walk nearby.
In the morning, the sun is still warm, but in the afternoon, there are only gusts of cold autumn wind.
Every morning during her run, Tong Wanwan would pass by a lawn many times larger than her own backyard. Occasionally, she would see residents of nearby villas strolling with their pets, letting them roll and frolic on the grass.
She thought that if she brought the little ones from the pet store over, maybe they could play with them too.
Passing this lawn and walking along the path, there are seats for people to rest not far away. Because this villa area has a fixed cleaner, the seats are always spotless.
After sitting down, Tong Wanwan felt her legs become heavy.
It was the little white lion that had slipped out that jumped up.
"Cancan." She lowered her eyelashes and reached out to rub its ears. When she touched the base of the ear, she suddenly paused. "Are you cold?"
The touch under my fingertips is obviously much colder than at home.
"Meow." The little white lion shook his head.
He wasn't being stubborn. This temperature wasn't even close to being cold enough for him to feel.
However, compared to the normal adult form, the cub form is indeed much weaker.
"Liar," Tong Wanwan muttered softly, and then gently poked its even colder and moister nose with her finger. "Look, you're so cold you're about to sneeze."
sneeze?
Ives frowned inwardly.
He? How could it be possible?
On the contrary, she should be the one who's more worried. She knew the weather was getting cold, but she didn't dress warmly. She just threw on a coat and a scarf, and she didn't even bother changing into fleece-lined pants...
But the next second, the little white lion sneezed uncontrollably.
After making a "hiss" sound, it was still a little confused.
Disbelief flashed across his eyes.
Tong Wanwan was also stunned: "...Just look."
She only wrapped the scarf twice around her neck, and there was still a long part that could be separated for the little one.
"Cancan, look up."
The little white lion raised his eyes subconsciously.
The girl held a scarlet scarf in both hands, which looked warm and fluffy at first glance. She looked at it with curved eyebrows and a sweet smile.
Behind her, the trees were lush and green, and the mottled sunlight, like the falling wings of a butterfly, gently sprinkled on her soft black hair.
One second.
Two seconds.
The little white lion suddenly clenched its claws and jumped off the bench.
The next moment——
As Tong Wanwan's eyes suddenly opened wide, the little white ball turned into a big lion in an instant.
Its long, silvery-white curls shone brightly in the sunlight, each strand distinct. The massive white lion, simply standing still, looked like a majestic overlord of the snowy plains, making one dare not look directly at it.
"Can...Can?" She froze in surprise.
Mr. Marshal, have you... suddenly decided to come clean?
Even in the video recorded by 1551, Mr. Marshal's adult form was seen from a third-person perspective.
But... when she really faced this big lion, Tong Wanwan could only marvel at it.
Cancan is too tall and too big now.
Compared to the white ball as small as a marshmallow a few seconds ago, it was a complete change.
Moreover, the white lion's normal second form is more beautiful than its cub form.
This kind of snow-white beauty is more than just a visual impact.
There is also a breath that blows towards you, as if it has absorbed the energy of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon.
Not like mortal creatures.
She raised her eyes higher and higher until they met those familiar and penetrating golden eyes, then she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
But her hands, holding the crimson scarf low, were still hanging in front of her, as if she had forgotten to put it down.
“Ouch.”
The same cry, coming from the mouth of a little white lion, is so cute, but coming from the mouth of a huge white lion, the sound is deep and rich, mixed with a chill, which can scare away all evil spirits.
However, Tong Wanwan knew that it was Cancan, and also knew that he was Mr. Marshal.
Unexpectedly, I didn't feel scared at all, only...
The desire to pounce on the big cat, touch, hug and suck it.
Unlike its extremely majestic appearance, the white lion's movements can be described as cautious.
It lowered its head and slowly approached the black-haired girl.
He touched the girl's hand and scarf with the tip of his nose and lowered his head even lower.
Seeing the big white lion in front of her with its head lowered and motionless, Tong Wanwan pursed her lips, but couldn't suppress the curve of her lips.
Does this mean... you still want to wear a scarf?
You've grown so big, how can you still be cold?
She stood up and took the scarf and wrapped it loosely around the white lion's neck twice.
When he stopped, the white lion still lowered its head obediently.
"Cancan," Tong Wanwan called again, "I've put it on for you."
The white lion raised its eyes upon hearing the sound, glanced at the same scarf that was worn and connected between it and her, and shook its ears with satisfaction.
The pair of ears that looked bigger and more ruthless trembled, instantly attracting Tong Wanwan's attention.
Seeing that the girl's gaze was fixed on the top of its head without blinking, the white lion naturally moved its entire head forward and moved its ears back and forth.
Motioned for her to touch it.
Tong Wanwan paused, "Is it okay?"
Only beastmen have the ability to change their form.
In other words... Mr. Marshal, whose orc identity has been exposed, is still willing to let her rub his beast form?
"Ah." The white lion responded in a low voice.
He even took the initiative to move closer.
When it stood on all fours, it was much taller than Tong Wanwan.
It is conceivable how huge and majestic the great white lion is.
However, when it lay on the ground with its limbs slightly bent, Tong Wanwan could easily reach out and touch its long silver curly hair and two semicircular ears.
So comfortable...
After she tried it tentatively, she couldn't help herself anymore and touched it over and over again.
The feeling of smoothing the fur of a small pet is completely different from that of smoothing the fur of a wild animal.
But the white lion is more special.
It is like a big cat. Its aloof expression remains unchanged, but its words and actions still reveal its coquettish and clingy nature.
Just like now, Tong Wanwan rubbed its ears while it moved its head closer and closer, and as if inadvertently, rubbed and nudged the girl's waist with its head.
Tong Wanwan was pushed to the edge of the chair by the big white lion's strength. After she sat down, it raised its two paws and gently placed them on her legs.
Tong Wanwan's gaze once again followed the white lion's movements and moved to its big paws.
“!”
These claws, with their sharp claws restrainedly retracted, looked like an enlarged version of a mangosteen, each petal looking white and soft...
The enlarged paws are twice as cute!
(End of this chapter)
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