Mao Tuan's tiger eyes brightened upon hearing this, and he gently licked Mo Yan's hand with his rough tongue, using this action to express his joy.
In the summer, when the weather got hot, Mao Tuan was very prone to getting overheated, typically choosing to sleep in his little wooden house or else sprawl under Mo Yan's bed. But when winter came, he would become extremely clingy, insisting on sleeping in Mo Yan's bed alongside her.
After entering October this year, the weather turned quite cold, and Mao Tuan started making his way into the bed again. However, this time, there was someone he greatly despised who often came to fight with him for the blankets, which caused him significant dissatisfaction. Out of respect for Mo Yan, he could only temporarily hold back his anger, waiting for an opportunity to take his revenge.
"Ao wu—ao wu—"
