Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The wolf was very warm, so warm that it made her whole body feel warm, like a fish in the water. It was so comfortable that the pores all over her body seemed to be opened, and her whole body was screaming the word comfort.

The elf soon fell asleep again, holding her big wolf in her arms, heartlessly.

In the dream, she seemed to be lying in Mussel's arms. Mussel held her and touched her head gently.

He seemed to say something in her ear, his voice was very low.

It was so low that she didn't want her to hear it. The sound was clearly in her ears, but she tried hard to hear it, but she couldn't hear it clearly.

Finally, the man just kissed her cheek gently.

The deep wheat-colored face and light blue eyes contained emotions she couldn't understand.

His palm was rough, and when it touched her face, it felt like it had been rubbed by sand.

"Musel..." She couldn't help but speak.

The muscular man with a bare chest looked at her quietly, seemingly smiling slightly.

The temperature on his body was very high, unusually high.

He hugged her and kissed her gently on the cheek.

They kissed each other, as if they were performing some pious ritual.

The little girl's cheeks were slightly reddened by his feather-light kiss, and her heart seemed to tremble.

The area where she had been kissed was numb, as if she had been electrocuted by electricity. Although nothing was left behind, it made her uncontrollably red and hot.

She subconsciously touched the place where she was kissed, and opened her lips slightly, wanting to say something.

But the next second, before she could react, a huge wolf appeared and threw her to the ground.

The strong and powerful aura came overwhelmingly, and Silver Wolf pressed her to the ground and licked her for a long time, as if marking something.

".Musel!"

Why is this big wolf like a dog? !

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The next morning, the elf woke up on time according to the biological clock.

When she woke up, the wolf beside her was still sleeping, bending his body and enveloping her completely in his arms.

The big tail also covered her body without moving.

The elf blinked his moist eyes, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to raise his hand and smell his own scent.

Smelled nothing.

She didn't know if it was because it was around, but now she could only smell its unique wolf breath, overwhelming, as if the entire air was filled with its scent.

It couldn't be said to be unpleasant, but the smell was too strong, so strong that she always had a weird feeling in her heart.

The elf lay quietly in the silver wolf's arms for a while, then slowly got up and pushed its big tail away.

He consciously walked to the small pool, picked up the soft cloth hanging on the stone wall, wiped his face and washed himself.

The small body squatted by the small pool, and the back view was quite pleasing.

The beautiful silver wolf lying on the straw mat seemed to glance at her with his eyelids raised.

Then, it lazily closed again.

The tail flicked, and the snow-white tail landed lightly on the little girl's little mat.

Silent and silent.

"Hey! Little elf! You smell so bad!"

The little squirrel was holding a pine cone on a branch, screaming in terror.

The elf, who was quietly picking flowers under the tree, was stunned when he heard this, and looked up at it in confusion.

Dazed and confused, her face was as beautiful as an extremely weak little flower.

"Casper, what are you talking about? Why do I stink?"

She said, puffing out her cheeks slightly, unhappy.