Chapter 1130 Beast World (29)
A pair of light blue and deep wolf eyes looked at her without any emotion, the tail hanging between the hind legs moved, and the snow-white end drew a beautiful arc in mid-air.
"Why are you here?" It asked lightly, its voice a bit dark.
The warm sunlight penetrates the leaves and falls sparsely on its beautiful soft hair.
It is very tall, especially compared to a five-year-old girl, it is like an indestructible mountain.
The beautiful big silver wolf stood in front of her, blocking all her sight.
The tip of the tail that hangs down from the hind legs is snow-white and shining brightly, catching her eyes and always looking at it unconsciously.
The little girl stared at it without speaking.
Look at its head, body, and limbs.
Then, she threw away the wooden stick all of a sudden, and then jumped on it.
"You bow your head, Mussel."
She opened her arms in a loud voice, trying to stand on tiptoe.
It's too tall and too big, if it doesn't bow its head, she can't hold it.
Silver Wolf paused, lowered his eyelids to look at her.
Cold and indifferent, as if watching an unreasonable brat.
"Museel..." The delicate and soft girl looked at it aggrievedly.
Poor, as if asking for candy from it.
Who can resist such a cute elf?
Museel can.
It's just that it doesn't bother to coax her anymore, and doesn't want her to follow it anymore.
So, using what little patience it had left, it slowly got down on the ground and lowered its head.
The delicate and soft little girl immediately hugged it up and hugged its neck.
Fluffy, warm and comfortable to hold.
She seemed to like the silver fur on its body very much. When the whole face was buried in it, the beautiful eyes narrowed comfortably.
Happy, as if I got the sweetest candy.
On the other hand, Silver Wolf has no emotions.
She probably didn’t know—wolves are vigilant by nature, and the neck and abdomen are the most vulnerable places of wolves.
In order to survive, wolves will not let other animals touch their necks, even if they are of the same kind.
As for her.
An elf who would cry even when she fell down, Silver Wolf didn't take her seriously at all.
She likes to hug its neck, so that's it.
As long as it is, don't keep pestering it.
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The little girl didn't know what was going on in Mussel's mind, but she only knew that the silver wolf's handle was really good, even better than that of a cat.
She likes to bury her whole face in its furry neck, even if her short hands can't hold it at all.
Picked up the wolf like a cat, and even touched its ears.
The silver wolf's pointed ears moved for a moment, it gave her a non-emotional look, and then stood up.
Now, the little girl can't touch it again.
"." Her little face collapsed.
"Museel, give me another hug"
She opened her arms and Baba looked at it.
Moaning softly, milking like a newborn wolf cub.
However, Mussel has no children, and has no interest in children.
It just glanced at her lightly, then opened its mouth, and directly bit her back.
So, the little girl was picked up again.
It looks like a wolf mother holding a wolf cub, the picture is inexplicably cute.
"." Her small face wrinkled, before she could speak.
The next second, Mussel put her on his back.
So soft and fluffy, she could hold it again.
(end of this chapter)