Chapter 11: Why wasn't she running away? (2)

Mr. Big Bad Wolf, who was in a great deal of pain and about to fall unconscious, “saw” that Ruan Qiuqiu was wearing a ridiculous red wedding outfit. Strangely, his numb heart got the urge to tease her.

This poor human had probably been scared stupid. Why not scare her a little bit more? Mr. Big Bad Wolf evilly thought; if she was like those other female demons that would scream in horror, he would rip her fragile and white neck in half.Reêad latest novels at novelhall.com

Enduring the pain of his torn left hind leg, he deliberately snarled, lifted his paws, and rushed forward until he was only a few steps away from Ruan Qiuqiu.

He lowered his head and bared his fangs at her. His demon consciousness tightly encircled Ruan Qiuqiu so that he could see the slightest change in her expression.

Ruan Qiuqiu only felt a rush of the howling wind in front of her. When she had come out of her daze, the formerly majestic giant wolf had rushed forward and then braked right before reaching her.

His blue gray eyes that resembled beautiful gems fell on her, but they were out-of-focus. His giant fluffy ears, which were still clean enough that she could see their original fur color, kept shaking gently.

What did he mean by this?

Did wolf demons have a special way of greeting their spouses?

The evil wolf inwardly chuckled. He felt that his performance must not have been obvious enough, which caused this pretty human to have unnecessary misunderstandings.

Just wait. Wait until he showed off his fangs and claws so that they gleamed. She would definitely scream.

With this as his plan, Mr. Big Bad Wolf slowly raised one of his front paws and slowly moved it towards Ruan Qiuqiu’s neck until it gingerly rested on her shoulder.

His claws were sharp enough that he could pierce through a prey’s skull. And right now, they could puncture her weak skin with only a slight movement.

His demon consciousness was thick in the air, and Mr. Big Bad Wolf waited for Ruan Qiuqiu to faint in terror.

But, she didn’t.

Ruan Qiuqiu only felt heaviness on her shoulder. She could feel the wedding outfit slipping down.

By Mr. Big Bad Wolf’s giant wolf head, Ruan Qiuqiu lowered her head in embarrassment and tugged on her sleeve. “I heard this is a wedding outfit. I don’t know what animal this is made from. Does it look bad to you?”