Fu Han had never expected to feel the unfermented love of a mother on a little seal pup.
This tiny seal pup must have been born not long ago and lost its mother by accident. In the middle of the night, there was no way to find floating ice, and it was impossible to send the little guy away.
She glanced at Luo Qinghe and Bai Wei who were still quarreling and led the seal pup back to her own tent.
Perhaps because Fu Han had fed it, the little one was very docile, tucking itself quietly at her feet, and soon fell asleep.
But Fu Han tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Days had passed, and she forced herself not to look at anything related to He Xing online, but the more she refrained, the more she felt a tangled indecision in her heart that she couldn't lift up nor put down.
There was a piece of transparent plastic on top of the tent, which could be used as a skylight, perfect for viewing the night scenery.
