Bai Qingyue quickly shifted into a fox cub within mere moments and chased down his runaway wife, tracking her whereabouts in moments. He caught sight of Li Meirong's slender back at the edge of the island. She had both hands cupped around her small, rosebud lips, busying herself with shouting out his name. Well, the name she dared to bestow upon him, anyway.
He also noticed from the corner of his eye that the hovering turtle he had seen before was floating lazily nearby. The turtle was turned upside down with her stomach facing upwards as she floated in the air.
Bai Qingyue disregarded the new nuisance with a roll of his eyes and set his full attention on his wife.
"Master, were you looking for Snowball?" Bai Qingyue called out in an apparently innocent manner as he came to a stop right behind Li Meirong.
