Chapter 82: Alone Time
When the little snow ferret left, Tong Wanwan felt a little lost.
I remembered watching the little hamster and the little tit leaving home yesterday.
She should have been used to it by now.
When they decided to leave and she didn't know the reason, she understood - she and these orcs had no other interactions except the time they spent together in the pet shop.
She didn't know who they were, where they were going, or whether they would return safely.
Even though I already considered them friends, I couldn't ask the little ones who were still covering their vests.
Tong Wanwan sighed.
"Ouch?" Tong Wanwan felt her trouser leg being tugged. She lowered her eyes and saw the little white lion that had been guarding her. Suddenly, she smiled faintly. She bent down, picked up Cancan, and walked back into the house.
"Luckily, I have Cancan here," she said, acting like a spoiled child. She buried her face in the little white lion's soft belly and sighed happily, "If only it were a little bigger."
You can then rest your head on Cancan’s body and sleep.
The girl's sudden intimacy made Elvis stiffen for a moment, but the second before she got close to his abdomen, he forced himself to relax without any intention of resisting.
The Marshal thought thoughtfully: Want a bigger size?
He thought Wanwan only liked small cubs...
There were surprisingly few guests today. The autumn breeze was pleasant, and the weather, neither too hot nor too cold, easily made one sleepy. Two cats, chasing a toy, curled up into two balls of fur, clung together, and fell asleep on the blanket.
As luck would have it, she also had the habit of taking a nap, so she placed the little white lion next to the two cats, poked its little forehead, and lowered her voice to a very low voice: "Cancan, I'm going to rest too."
The little white lion tilted his head and watched her go upstairs quietly, afraid of waking up the Savannah cat and the British shorthair.
In Tong Wanwan's bedroom, besides the bed, there's also a large, soft "lazy sofa." During the day, she likes to lie on it to read, browse the internet, and occasionally take a nap.
When the little white lion quietly pushed the door open with his head and slipped into the room, he found that the girl was already asleep.
【!】 The 1551 system saw Ives sneaking in and wanted to warn the host, but suddenly held back.
It thought that it would be difficult for Wanwan to fall asleep again after being woken up, so it decided to see what this guy wanted to do first.
The little pet, as white and soft as a cotton ball, first jumped onto the sofa, stretched out its paws, and pressed them on the black-haired girl's cheek.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
He didn't wake up, so it seemed he was indeed asleep.
The next moment, the little guy jumped off the sofa, curled up, and instantly grew larger under the shocked gaze of the system.
The great white lion was enormous, several times larger than the lazy couch its host lay on, and far larger than any lion it had ever seen. Its presence made the once spacious bedroom seem almost half as small. Its long, silvery-white curls, like strands of priceless silver, shimmered with a mesmerizingly bright hue. Simply standing still exuded awe-inspiring majesty.
Completely different from its juvenile form, if the little white lion is a cute little angel, then... the big white lion is the ruler of the top of the snow-capped peak, which will shock and inspire fear in people at first sight.
[?!] The frightened system forgot to react for a moment.
Is this the true and complete second form of the Federal Marshal?
The terrifyingly large white lion had been standing motionless on the floor. Suddenly, it propped itself up on its hind legs and, very gently and slowly, even cautiously, it quietly lifted Tong Wanwan from the round sofa onto itself.
Because she was sleeping soundly, the girl followed the movements and buried herself in the big white lion's fluffy fur, which was more comfortable and warm than any pillow or soft bed. She also unconsciously tilted her head and rubbed the big guy who quietly helped her change a sleeping tool.
Being used as a pillow, the lion seemed in good spirits. He crouched down on all fours, placing his head close to the girl's face. His long tail circled in mid-air, hooking the thin blanket from the sofa and gently covering her.
Those sharp golden eyes unexpectedly filled with a quiet and satisfied light, and even the corners of the eyes were gentle.
system:【……】
Damn it! I'm so pissed off! Is it supposed to be a third wheel? A father trying to stop his daughter from dating?
Wanwan is its! Its ahhhhhhh!
The 1551 system, which was about to get high blood pressure, shuddered and recorded Elvis's actions at this moment.
Humph, no matter whether this guy will turn back into a lion cub and slip away before the host wakes up, he will definitely show this video to the host!
Having made up his mind, 1551 endured it again and again, and finally decided to turn a blind eye and pretend not to see it, and started a short nap mode to deceive himself.
…
When Tong Wanwan woke up from her dream, she was still a little dazed.
She raised herself up from the sofa, and the thin blanket slipped off her shoulders.
For some reason, she, who rarely dreamed during her nap, actually dreamed of a big white lion that looked very similar to Cancan. Furthermore, the big lion was as gentle as Cancan, and even let her sleep on its soft side with her head resting on it.
[Wanwan, you're awake!] the system exclaimed.
"Well, I slept so comfortably~" She stretched and sighed.
[Wan Wan!] The 1551 system was merciless, aggrieved, and gnashing its teeth as it revealed the truth: [Elvis came in again!]
"Huh?" Tong Wanwan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced around the room, which showed nothing unusual. "Mr. Marshal has been in here before?"
[He he...] The system couldn't continue and directly projected the video onto the light brain for her to watch.
Tong Wanwan lowered her head, and her eyes widened the moment she saw the video.
The big white lion in the video is exactly the same as the one she dreamed of.
The difference is that its posture with itself is a bit more intimate than when it is sleeping.
The lion and the girl, the beast and the human, create a strange yet unexpectedly harmonious picture.
"This is... Mr. Marshal?"
[Hmph,] the system complained angrily: [If not him, who else? It seems this is Elvis's true second form! Wanwan, the little white lion's appearance is just to confuse you! He, he, he, he has evil intentions towards you!]
Tong Wanwan was a bit confused and didn't even hear what the system said. She only vaguely heard the words "This is Elvis's true second form." She paused the video and stared at the exceptionally handsome white lion on the computer screen for a long time.
"Yiyi..." the girl suddenly murmured.
[Wanwan, you also think that guy is too much, right?]
"Ah?" Tong Wanwan looked up bewilderedly. "I think it's so cute."
1551: [?]
……What?
Where exactly is the limit of "cuteness" for its host?
(End of this chapter)
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