The gray wolf's cold eyes weren't about to make idle chatter; it just kept staring at the young man. 。It began to fidget again, Little Gray's tail even drooping lower, before it was suddenly flicked upwards. 。All books are dry tigers, and when you touch their heads, they feel like that. But Xiaohui is not a straight wolf. 。Even though we've been together for months, Xiao Hui deep down is not a wild animal. She wouldn't even touch raw meat if you put it in front of her. 。,He then closed his eyes. 。Then she closed her eyes. 。My cheeks immediately flushed, as if I had been burned by her piercing gaze. 。He quickly turned his gaze away, but inwardly he wasn't quite as shocked...,I have some regrets. 。 。Many times, Ning Shu felt that Xiaohui understood her very well. 。I sometimes wonder if Xiaohui isn't really understanding what I'm saying. 。Seeing the young man wake up, I didn't mean to move away. 。Ning Shu fell silent, swallowing hard before asking, "... Xiao Hui, aren't we forgiven"。