After seeing the figures of Su Ming and the other wolves, the beautiful figure stood up excitedly and happily met the three of them.
As the saying goes, a day apart is like three years. Ling almost stuck to Su Ming’s face and licked his white fur crazily to show that he missed him.
Su Ming restrained himself a little. He looked at Ling’s injury and saw that it was completely frozen and was gradually healing. Only then did he relax.
Taking advantage of the lingering period between the two of them, Su Hui and Su Yi no longer acted as third wheel.
At this moment, even the slow Su Hui could see the intimate feelings between the two of them. They came to the lakeside, lowered their heads, and drank some water before taking a short rest.
As he felt the fragrance from Ling’s body, Su Ming wantonly buried his head into Ling’s fur while Ling, who was beside him, was seriously combing each other’s fur.
