"You dislike me?"
The man's deep, hoarse voice sounded as if his vocal cords had been destroyed, carrying a chilling and eerie aura.
"You dislike me just like that?"
"Ye Xian, who am I to you?"
Listening to his sinister and creepy voice, as if he were transforming like a wolf king, Ye Xian was so frightened that she just wanted to cry.
Boo hoo hoo, did this smelly werewolf secretly take some drugs while she was changing clothes, or what? Why did he suddenly explode with wolfish rage, losing all reason?
At least he would listen to her before; he wouldn't be so indiscreet!
Without hesitation, she said, "You're... a shameless big werewolf!"
"I'm your man, your husband, your lifelong lover."
Bo Tingshen panted as he corrected her, burying himself in her fragrant neck, inhaling her enticing scent, as if his veins were about to burst.
