Friend, it’s delicious

“Delicious…”

A low sigh of satisfied aftertaste escaped from Ling Wanbai’s throat.

On her exquisite face, which was usually frozen for ten thousand years without a ripple, a ripple named “pleasure” spread out extremely, extremely rarely, like a stone thrown into a cold pool.

Although it was so faint as to be almost imperceptible, it truly existed.

After swallowing a few mouthfuls whole, the slight ripple on Ling Wanbai’s face quickly returned to a cold, waveless deathly silence, like mist dispersed by a cold wind.

She turned to Lu Qiancha, her tone flat and waveless: “…Many thanks for the treat.”

Lu Qiancha widened her blue eyes, shaking her little head left and right, scanning Ling Wanbai’s restored ice-sculpture face up and down, carefully. Finally, she pouted in discouragement.

‘What the heck, wolf-nip is actually ineffective on this guy.’

‘Life is born unfair.’

Such a sentence inexplicably floated into Lu Qiancha’s mind.
Out of spite, she took out another stalk of Pearl Orchid, intending to stuff it into her own mouth to gnaw on.

“—!”

A pale hand reached out silently, yet as fast as lightning.

It wasn’t snatching; it simply hovered in front of the emerald green Pearl Orchid with a silent craving.

Although Ling Wanbai’s light gray eyes had returned to their coldness and showed no fluctuation, her slightly leaning posture and the corners of her lips, which were tightly pursed but seemed to imply expectation, all silently conveyed a message: “Can I have another one?”

Lu Qiancha: “…”

“Take it, take it.”

Lu Qiancha generously scooped a small handful from her storage pouch with her paw, stuffing them into Ling Wanbai’s slightly opened palm like jelly beans.

“Thank you.”

Ling Wanbai took the Dendrobium and Pearl Orchid, and then, as if eating candy, she popped them into her mouth one by one, flying through the stalk in her hand.

Her movements were so fluid and swift that they left afterimages.

In a whirlwind of activity.

That small handful of Dendrobium and Pearl Orchid had already been completely annihilated by her.

The speed was so fast that Lu Qiancha, who hadn’t even started eating yet, was petrified on the spot, dumbfounded.

‘This eating style is simply like the reincarnation of a starving ghost.’

Lu Qiancha managed to close her surprised little mouth with difficulty, only then remembering to gnaw on the one in her own hand.

She took a fierce “Awoo” bite down on it.

The familiar floating sensation, like a feather brushing against her nerves, quietly emerged again.

Following it was a stream of warm, soft, rich, and strange fragrance.

“?”

‘Where did this fragrance come from?’

Lu Qiancha suppressed the inexplicable palpitation in her heart that wanted to “rub against something,” twitched her little nose in confusion, and turned her head abruptly to follow the source of the scent—

beside her, Ling Wanbai, who had just finished her storm of eating, was in a state that could be described as bizarre.

Her body was unconsciously inching closer to Lu Qiancha, bit by bit, as if attracted by an invisible magnet.

But just as she was a hair’s breadth away from the warm body scent, she jerked back as if electrocuted.

Shrink back!

Move closer again!

Shrink back again!

That face, which was originally just ice-white, was now dyed with a bit of twisted struggle. Her pearly teeth bit her lower lip tightly, and her brows were knotted together.

“Are you uncomfortable?”

Lu Qiancha suppressed the restlessness in her heart and looked at Ling Wanbai, asking in confusion.

“…Mm.”

Ling Wanbai squeezed a monosyllable through her teeth, almost forcing it out from the depths of her throat, carrying obvious pain.

“Then do you,”

Lu Qiancha’s blue eyes suddenly lit up!
She caught the blazing heat in the other’s eyes that was being suppressed with all her might but was about to burst forth.
A remarkably “innocent” smile instantly bloomed on her face, “have an indescribable, itchy, weird impulse in your heart to do something, but you don’t dare to do it?”

Lu Qiancha’s little bit of evil wolf soul that had almost been extinguished.

Whoosh!

It rose from the ashes!

“Mm…”

Ling Wanbai nodded with difficulty, the struggle and distortion on her face almost reaching a peak, beads of sweat seeping from her forehead. “How did you know?!”

“Because this is a normal reaction to eating this kind of plant.”

Lu Qiancha smiled like a little fox that had stolen a chicken, her soft and sweet little milky voice carrying a trace of cloying sweetness.

She looked with satisfaction at Ling Wanbai, who was enduring the pain.
‘So the dosage just wasn’t enough. I thought “wolf-nip” was ineffective on Ling Wanbai.’

Then, Lu Qiancha chuckled, extended her paw, and said, “You don’t need to suppress yourself so much, this is a normal phenomenon.”

“Is it really… a normal phenomenon?”

Ling Wanbai felt that she was becoming very strange…

“Mm-hm, it really is a normal phenomenon. Just do whatever you want. Really, really, it absolutely doesn’t matter. I promise not to laugh at you.”

Lu Qiancha waved her little paw and said.

The corners of the little wolf cub’s mouth turned up madly, the smile in her eyes no longer concealable.

‘Evil Little Wolf, plan huge success.’

Hearing these words, the frost-colored flames that Ling Wanbai had suppressed for so long in her eyes finally went completely out of control.

“Then… forgive me.”

Her voice was hoarse and broken, yet it carried a strange resolution.

Before her voice had fallen.

A cold yet warm breath crashed down.

Lu Qiancha: “?”

“Get off me, don’t crush me!”

The little wolf cub flusteredly tried to resist.

The only answer she got was a heavy breath.

“Ngh…”

The next second, a taste of Dendrobium and Pearl Orchid, so rich it choked the nose, was passed into the little wolf cub’s mouth.

“Ngh-ngh…”

Lu Qiancha’s dam of reason, which was already crumbling, was completely washed away.

Her consciousness gradually drifted to the clouds, her body completely out of control.

Whining and humming…

Dazed and confused…

Instinctively rubbing here, arching there, she extended her little paws and wrapped them around the other’s neck.

Sinking into the rich fragrance of the Dendrobium and Pearl Orchid.

Ten minutes later.

“Click.”

Xun Xue pushed open the door and saw the two little wolf cubs fighting.

Xun Xue: “?”

She hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the sticky, clinging pair apart.

“Ngh-ngh…”

As soon as Lu Qiancha was separated from the “heat source” and her hot body touched the cold air, she let out a whimper of unknown meaning filled with a huge sense of loss.

Her body subconsciously pressed into the equally warm embrace of Xun Xue, her blue eyes misty with water.

Ling Wanbai, who had been pulled aside, wasn’t in much better shape. She also had a dizzy, unclear look on her face.

With a “thud,” she collapsed softly to the ground.

Her chest heaved violently, gasping for large mouthfuls of air.

Revealing an extreme exhaustion after intense exertion.

Xun Xue held her forehead… her temples throbbed.

Her gaze swept over the messy carpet that obviously needed a major cleaning.

She planned to ask what happened after these two little guys woke up.

Looking again at the two “wounded” on the ground whose states were extremely suspicious.

The corners of Xun Xue’s mouth twitched twice.

First, she gently picked up the blue-furred little wolf cub who was still humming and whining in a daze.

She placed her back on the soft bed and covered her with the quilt.

Then she picked up the limp pile that was Ling Wanbai and settled her on another bed.

Only then did she go to clean up the scene.

The next morning.

“Ugh… my head is so dizzy.”

Lu Qiancha’s head felt heavy and groggy.

Her mouth was filled with a rich, sickeningly sweet aftertaste of Dendrobium and Pearl Orchid that made her want to vomit.

It was dry, astringent, and carried an indescribable strange taste.

It felt quite like a hangover.