It was very late at night.
The wind and snow howled outside the window, making the paper windows rattle.
The room was warm, like springtime.
Yan Yu lay on his side, not daring to move.
The little girl in his arms was sleeping soundly, her breathing light and even, tickling his chest.
He quietly tightened his arms around her, pulling her closer into his embrace, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.
Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, the coldness in Yan Yu's eyes unconsciously melted into water.
Just then, the spirit beast pouch beside the pillow moved slightly.
A small, snow-white head peeked out of the bag, looking like a thief.
Little White, who had been asleep for over a month, woke up.
Feeding it spirit stones like food, it not only devoured all the energy in the back mountain, but also replenished the spiritual energy it had previously depleted.
Now, Little White is round and plump, its white fur is fluffy like a snowball, and the starlight on the tip of its tail is even brighter.
What's most unusual is the pale gold mark on its forehead, the pattern of which looks rather complex, like a small starry sky hidden within.
Yan Yu closed his eyes, but his mental power allowed him to see the little thing's movements clearly.
As soon as the treasure-hunting mouse appeared, it darted to Ruan Tang's neck as if it knew the way well, and rubbed its fluffy little head affectionately against her.
A satisfied "gurgling" sound came from its throat.
This is its little owner, its whole world.
After they had been affectionate enough, it sat up straight, its big, dark purple eyes darting around before fixing its gaze on the hand that Yan Yu was holding around Ruan Tang.
It tilted its little head, as if contemplating some important matter of its life.
A moment later, it took a few steps and jumped to the back of Yan Yu's hand. It imitated how it had been affectionate with Ruan Tang earlier and gently rubbed its head against hers.
One after another.
The movements were a bit clumsy imitations, and a hint of cautious probing.
It's like stamping an announcement: This two-legged creature is under my protection. You're good to my master, so I'll reluctantly acknowledge you.
Yan Yu's eyelids twitched almost imperceptibly.
This little thing is quite good at getting things done.
The little white dog had completed its "family diplomacy" and was preparing to snuggle back next to its little owner for another nap.
But its little nose twitched, and then it suddenly froze.
A strange, animalistic smell.
wrong!
How long has it been sleeping? How did other wild animals get into the house?
He smells... like an uncultured, clueless kid!
This is outrageous!
Little White instantly bristled, its fur standing on end. It tiptoed off the kang (a heated brick bed) and, like a little detective, began to survey its territory.
The bedroom smelled faint, so it tiptoed to the main room and sniffed every inch of it.
Finally, it determined that the smell was coming from Yan Yu's space!
This is outrageous!
Without a second thought, it transformed into a streak of white light and with a "whoosh," rushed towards Yan Yu's direction before disappearing into thin air.
Yan Yu was so startled by this that he almost opened his eyes.
His space... Xiaobai was actually able to enter it directly?
If he couldn't still feel absolute control over the space, he would have suspected that the little mouse was the back key to his space.
This is the new talent that Xiaobai awakened after waking up.
Its bloodline is extraordinary; it can freely come and go in any space of a lower level than itself.
Aside from Ruan Tang's extra-standard space, Yan Yu, this apocalyptic tycoon, treated his space like his own backyard.
So, that night, Yan Yu closed his eyes and used his mental power to watch a... a grand drama of a small bullying a large, one-sided crushing of a subordinate.
Inside the space, the little tiger, Orange, who had just eaten and drunk his fill and was rolling around on the grass, suddenly felt a weight on his forehead.
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