"He is not a worthy man if he will think less of you for having scars." Snowball mumbled, pointedly avoiding Li Meirong's gaze. "Besides, shouldn't it be the male who must ensure that he is attractive to the female for the sake of drawing her favour?"
The disguised Fox Lord suddenly found himself overwhelmed by a fierce hug. His nostrils flared as he breathed in Li Meirong's scent. His keen hearing easily picked up on her strangled words, smothered as they were by a burst of halfhearted laughter.
"In the end, only Snowball is good to me..."
Snowball emitted a low, rumbling growl as he breathed in and out. It sounded suspiciously like a purr.
At first, it had felt inappropriate for Bai Qingyue to tarnish his human disguise for the sake of cheering up his wife, but at the sound of her words, he felt that his concerns no longer mattered. The gloominess in his heart had easily been dispersed by her lilting, melodious voice.
