Wen Qian said no, but she instinctively scooted aside.
The Little Fox took the chance to reach out and pull Wen Qian onto his lap. He gently nuzzled her earlobe with the tip of his nose, the corners of his lips curling up to reveal two sharp fangs.
Seeing that Yin Zhi was about to fly into a rage, Wen Qian immediately freed a hand and cupped his face, as if it were an intimate gesture she had performed countless times before.
If she weren't currently being held by the Little Fox, she would have even given Yin Zhi a kiss on the cheek to placate him.
'What is happening? Why do I get the feeling this guy falls for this kind of thing…'
And Yin Zhi was indeed appeased. As long as she didn't recoil from his approach, the ache in his heart would lessen.
After all... who would hold a grudge against someone with amnesia?
"I'm taking her back to the Tiger Clan." After a long moment, the man looked up at Gu Mian, his expression grave.
