Xiao Jihan followed Su Muyao’s gaze downward and naturally saw what she was looking at.
Suddenly, Xiao Jihan seemed to remember something, his throat moved slightly, and his usually clear and placid eyes were now profound.
Xiao Jihan stepped forward gently holding Su Muyao’s fingers.
His fingers lightly touched her soft fingertips, carrying a hint of warmth that made the palm of his hand begin to heat up.
With unexplainable warmth in his heart.
He slowly pulled in his direction, following Su Muyao’s gaze.
"Wife, do you want to treat me?"
As he spoke these words, his clear eyebrows carried a dark feeling of anticipation.
That dark gaze stared at her as if he wanted to devour her.
Su Muyao was somewhat distracted and dazed, completely unresponsive.
Seeing her hand being pulled away, she nearly screamed.
Quickly, she forcefully withdrew her hand.
Her heart was about to jump out.
Her tongue twisted as she spoke, "This... this can’t be treated, right?"
How can it be treated? Can it still be treated?
Su Muyao felt trembled, being stared at by Xiao Jihan.
Xiao Jihan’s clear eyebrows glimmered with sparkles, "The wife can heal me."
At this moment, the wife was different from usual, as though surprised, her cheeks flushed, radiant and captivating.
Her lips tightly pursed, looking slightly bullied.
Causing a surge of indescribable emotion in him.
Thinking perhaps during the contract, she’d say, "Not broken!"
Xiao Jihan was puzzled why his ice-cold heart would birth such emotion.
Only towards her did he have such feelings.
Now, her beautiful lashes gently fluttered, like butterflies in his heart, also plucking his Heart String, invading his icy heart.
Unable to remain calm.
What it meant for her to heal him.
Su Muyao thought it’s her fault, somewhat guilty, "I... I can’t."
"I too have no means here."
Due to guilt, she couldn’t speak confidently.
Unknowingly, her tone carried a hint of tendril that instantly wound around Xiao Jihan’s heart.
"Wife doesn’t need to do anything, just follow me."
Su Muyao felt a touch of ambiguity in the words.
"No, not now, I’ll... I’ll try studying it first, find a solution, and it’ll definitely be good."
She really needed to be accountable for this.
Due to guilt, she couldn’t withstand Xiao Jihan’s gaze.
At this time, Su Muyao seemed to hear a sound, she looked in the direction of the corner where the sound came from.
Saw chicks suddenly.
Su Muyao’s eyes brightened, "Chicks, some chicks really hatched."
Su Muyao hurried to the nest.
Initially, she got some eggs, precisely to hatch chicks.
Unexpectedly, they all broke through the shells, chirping.
Moreover, the chicks were soft and tiny, very cute.
Su Muyao had no resistance to such soft and cute animals.
Xiao Jihan watched her completely distracted, somewhat helpless.
But he noticed one thing.
That is, the wife seemed to like the small, furry animals.
On that day at the City Lord Mansion, the wife initially intended to let Mei Qingchen leave.
Yet Mei Qingchen changed appearances.
Could he transform into his true form, become smaller, so the wife would like it?
Su Muyao wore a radiant smile, "Xiao Jihan, quickly come see these chicks."
"Once the chicks grow, they can lay eggs; at home, we won’t need to buy eggs or look for them in the woods."
"We can regularly have chicken meat at home."
Su Muyao liked cooking chicken, making various delicacies.
Now having peppers at home, spicy chicken and stir-fry chicken could be made.
No need to hunt wild chickens specifically in the woods.
With a Level 4 Superpower, she wouldn’t weaken and wouldn’t worry about danger. Starting tomorrow, hunting in the woods was possible.
Also, the shop in Yunxiao City needs to start soon.
Not hearing Xiao Jihan’s voice, Su Muyao turned and happened to see a puppy at her feet.
"Wow, where did this puppy come from, it’s so cute."
"So beautiful."
Su Muyao got excited.
Holding the puppy, she stroked its fur.
Took it as a puppy coming through the door.
She liked small, furry animals, soft, cute, feeling her heart melting.
The puppy was clean, Su Muyao held it close.
The puppy’s body initially stiffened, even somewhat dazed.
In her arms, Su Muyao gently rubbed, stroking its fur.
Su Muyao’s gentle fingers softly caressed the puppy’s soft clean fur, carrying a faint familiar scent.
Su Muyao indulged in playing with the puppy, without much thought.
The puppy’s pretty eyes seemed dyed with shyness and a rosy hue, stunned and immobile.
Yet its body slightly trembled, with eyes quivering, clear eyes surged with a turbulent dark tide.
The puppy stretched its tongue, lightly touching her cheek.
"Ah, tickles... don’t..."
Su Muyao laughed at the puppy’s playfulness.
Gradually, the puppy’s breath became chaotic, its eyes carried a burning black mist.
Yearning for the touch of her fingers, every strand of fur stood erect.
After a while, the puppy’s body shuddered significantly, losing control, seemed to uncontrollably transform into a large black wolf, pressing her down.
Su Muyao’s radiant smile froze on her face.
"So... the puppy just now... was you?"
Was it Xiao Jihan?
No wonder the scent was a bit familiar, she didn’t think enough.
"No, how did you become a puppy?"
His true form should be a black Netherworld Wolf.
Su Muyao lay on the ground, reaching to support Xiao Jihan’s true form black wolf’s body, fearing being crushed flat.
The large black wolf held his body close to Su Muyao without weight.
His breath brushed Su Muyao’s neck, almost as if swallowing her.
With a husky, chaotic tone, Xiao Jihan spoke, "Can temporarily alter size."
But when stimulated, the form would return.
"If the wife likes, I can become that again."
Just needing to calm down a little, unable to change now.
Looking down at her slender, soft fingers, recalling those fingers touching his true form Netherworld Wolf.
His true form Netherworld Wolf couldn’t help but cling to her, the wolf’s tongue softly touched her fingers.
Su Muyao’s palm carried a warm sensation.
"Why is it so hot, almost burning."
Su Muyao noticed how the black wolf’s body heated, intensely hot.
Completely different from his human form.
His human form was always cool.
Listening to these words, Xiao Jihan suddenly visualized scenes.
Imagining times she might lean against his chest, holding him, whispering these words.
Xiao Jihan couldn’t help envisioning such a scene, his gaze darkened.