The big white fur ball's body was completely wet and was dripping water constantly. There was a layer of water mist in his big crimson eyes, and he looked like he was about to cry.
Two thin and soft little claws stretched out and rested on the corners of Ling Luo's skirt, as if to say: If you abandon me again, I will die for you.
Why was Ling Luo so easy to fool? He glared at it fiercely and said, "Why did you bite me in the spring of the temple?"
The big white fur ball was stunned for a moment, waving its two thin white claws in the air, babbling in a language that Ling Luo couldn't understand.
Ling Luo's brows frowned deeply.
"Forget it, stop talking. I don't understand it anyway."
The big white fur ball obviously understood people's words, and he immediately became anxious, gesticulating with his hands, and jumping up and down on the ground.
Ling Luo didn't take it seriously and threw it into the deep pool of spring water over and over again. She still found it difficult. Anyway, this thing knew how to swim and would climb up and pester her again.
The big white fur ball jumped in front of Ling Luo's eyes, looking at her pitifully with its big crimson eyes, its whole body trembling, and it hugged its body with two small white paws.
Ling Luo glanced at it lightly, pointed to the fire, and said: "If it's cold, go and bake it yourself."
The big white fur ball flattened his mouth a little aggrievedly, "Woo-wu" twice, stretched out his small white paws, pointed at Xuanyuan Yu, then narrowed his eyes and pointed at himself expectantly.
"Do you want me to warm up your body and roast your white hair?" Ling Luo raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes flickering, and the corners of her lips raised a meaningful arc.
"Ey-"
The big white fur ball nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"You alone are not worthy."
Ling Luo snorted softly and glanced at the culprit with a look of contempt.
It's good now. She and Yu are now inside the Zhushen Mountain. Such a large underground cave has only dead branches and stalactites, and there is no exit.
After listening to Ling Luo's words, the big white fur ball was obviously unconvinced. He waved his little white paw at Xuanyuan Yu and winked at Ling Luo as if to please him.
"It's useless. He is mine, so I volunteered to use the energy of fire to bake clothes for him. Who do you think you are?"
Ling Luo sighed softly, sat down next to Xuanyuan Yu, stretched out her hand, and gently traced the outline of his face, her eyes were extremely nostalgic.
Dabai Maoqiu was stunned, recalling Ling Luo's words carefully.
What did she say?
The man lying on the ground is hers, so she is willing to dry him; then, does that mean that as long as he becomes hers, she is willing to dry him?
The big white fur ball squatted there, holding it with two thin white paws, as if it had made some serious determination, nodded heavily, and made a "beep" sound.
Then, it flapped its wet wings and flew in front of Ling Luo's face.
Ling Luo jumped a lot and asked in surprise: "What are you doing?"
The big white fur ball blinked at Ling Luo very friendly, and its whole body emitted a very beautiful crimson light.
Ling Luo was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, she felt the big wet white fur ball put its head between her eyebrows.
Something very important passed through the pineal gland between the eyebrows and was directly imprinted on Ling Luo's heart.