Song qingxiao turned her palm over, and a warm tongue licked her palm, leaving a wet trace.
The silver Wolf's action stunned her for a moment, and the wolf also paused for a moment. Then, it licked her hand for her, then moved its huge head away to lick its hind legs.
She had always thought that the silver Wolf was not close to her, and there was a clear line between the man and the wolf. Perhaps it was because she was too cautious and refused to let down her guard easily. Therefore, she had never thought that in the silver Wolf's heart, she and it might not be forced to temporarily live together. It was very likely that the moment she took it out of the trial space, they had already become companions.
She had always thought that this Wolf was too proud and aloof, and not easy to get close to or tame. Now, it seemed that the one who was more guarded was not the wolf, but herself.
The wolf was used to being scratched and rubbed by her, so it fell asleep by the bed.
