Pang Jiao looked at Qin Yu with caution, somewhat reluctant, but upon seeing the moist, slightly red eyes of Qin Yu, he fell silent for a moment before hopping onto Qin Yu's shoulder. Wrapping his cat tail around Qin Yu's neck, he then rubbed his head against Qin Yu's cheek.
"Stinky Xiao Yu, you take care of yourself, okay?"
"Say three minutes and it's three minutes."
Just as Jiaojiao was about to leave, her tail was suddenly caught, and she was scooped up and carried away.
Qin Yu was naked, his body smooth and delicate, while Jiaojiao's body was covered with fluffy fur.
Human and beast--well, the Son of God, naturally a Beast God.
Water lies below, sunlight above, this scene contains no eroticism or anything else, only the most basic emotion—companionship.
Heaven and earth have different fates, but they are one entity; they don't have to fully understand, sympathize with, or experience everything about the other—just to accompany.
