Chapter 210: Blushing, he heard her voice, "It's cute." (3)

Chapter 210 – Blushing, he heard her voice, “It’s cute.” (3)

Mr. Gray Wolf’s body leaned forward slowly and Ruan Qiuqiu felt her shoulder and waist being weighted down. She fell backward uncontrollably and landed softly on top of the animal skin.

Mr. Gray Wolf’s lips brushed past her ears softly. He didn’t even dare to have any weight on her. Here merely fell next to her with his handsome face blushing slightly.

Ruan Qiuqiu, who was oblivious to all those, “... ...”

What was going on?

She struggled back onto her feet, straightened out her clothes and, pondered with her chin rested on her palm while looking at Yuan Jue, who had his eyes closed.

She was debating whether she should just let Yuan Jue know that she could now understand his words.

Ruan Qiuqiu gave it some thought and finally decided to wait for Mr. Gray Wolf to figure that out on his own.

This wolf has been so awkward normally and only allowed a little bit of his true feelings to show when he went “aowu”.

He had not noticed it earlier when they were outside but he noticed it now. There was a not so obvious stamp on Ruan Qiuqiu’s wrist.

It was something that would only appear after a contract with a fiend or demon had been established.

Meaning to say that, Qiuqiu had established some sort of a contract with a certain fiend during his absence this afternoon.

What he had noticed plunged him into an ice pit instantly and even breathing had become difficult for him all of a sudden.

He could speculate that Qiuqiu had, most likely, reached some sort of an agreement with that half-demon-half-fiend Qing Ruyi. She had mentioned her to him in the past.

He only caught parts of it as he was not entirely conscious at the time.

He wasn’t worried about what Qiuqiu would do; he only worried that she would be taken advantage of.

He became more and more irritable and, his tail shaking from side to side, he gritted his teeth and his eyes dimmed.

Some of his vision had returned but, still, all he could see out of his eyes was some blurry lights. He even found the fire dancing around inside the stone stove too annoying to look at.

Shortly, a few droplets of water appeared on top of his black eyelashes. The wolf’s eyes reddened and, bearing the pain, he only activated a little bit of his demon consciousness. He had lowered its ability and only eavesdropped on the conversation between his little wife and the eagle without the sight to go along with it.