Xing Jiu 'an gently pinched the wolf Cub's little paw and couldn't help but think of the days when he was a child with Xing xiaolang.
When Xing xiaolang was sent over by lang Beibei, he was about the same age as this Wolf Cub and was very close to Xing jiuan.
At that time, Xing Jiu 'an and Xing xiaolang were still young, and the two little cubs played together every day.
Xing xiaolang had been very smart since he was young, but he was only close to Xing Jiu 'an. When others touched him, he would be very fierce and bare his teeth.
The voice was childish, but it looked very imposing.
Perhaps powerful wolves were different from ordinary wolves since they were young.
Thinking of Xing xiaolang when he was young, Xing Jiu 'an's eyes became gentler.
It could be said that she had raised Xing xiaolang. This was not an ordinary feeling, just like how she had raised a child.
