Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Ye Wanwan smiled and tried her best to be calm. What should I do…
Beasts were different from humans. They didn’t rely on looks; they relied on scent!
She could pretend to be Bro Flattop in front of other people, but what about a beast?
Ye Wanwan couldn’t reveal any of her true thoughts in front of Seven Star, so she could only pray in her mind.
Regardless of what Virus did, Ye Wanwan made up an excuse already.
A beast was a beast after all. In addition, Big Dipper said Virus was just a cub when Bro Flattop raised Virus, and Bro Flattop disappeared when Virus was a year old. So many years had passed, so it would be very normal if Virus didn’t recognize or forgot Bro Flattop’s scent, right…
Of course, Big Dipper would definitely believe Big Dipper’s excuse, but whether Seven Star would also believe her was an entirely different matter…
“ROAR!”
Virus suddenly released a loud roar when he approached Ye Wanwan.
Ye Wanwan felt her eardrums hurting upon hearing a panther’s roar at such a close range. It caused her to tremble with fear unwittingly.
“I’m doomed, I’m doomed…”
Ye Wanwan’s face turned ashen. She worked hard for so long but ended up being exposed by a black panther. This freaking…
Seven Star’s bone-chilling eyes landed on Ye Wanwan upon seeing Virus’ roar, and a terrifying, cold smile spread across his face.
Ye Wanwan could even feel Seven Star’s faint murderous aura…
“Actually…”
Ye Wanwan was about to give her prepared excuse when a furry object suddenly rubbed against her abdomen back and forth.
Ye Wanwan reflexively looked down.
Virus, who acted haughty and blood-thirsty just a second ago, was rubbing his large head against her like he was seeking affection…
Ye Wanwan: “…” WTF?!
“Haha, Sis Feng, I told you Virus was very smart back then! Look at how he still recognizes you after so many years?” Big Dipper laughed and wildly stroked Virus’ body with his right hand.
“ROAR!!!”
Virus released a furious roar, and his black fur stood on its end. His eyes filled with a primitive savageness as he stared at Big Dipper.
Big Dipper froze on the spot, his right hand still pinching Virus’s left cheek.
“Sis… Sis Feng… talk to him… Virus, I fed you a chicken leg back then. Have you forgotten…” Big Dipper hastily said.
Ye Wanwan pulled away Big Dipper’s hand. Did this punk want to lose his hand? Pinching a black panther’s cheek without any restraint—she wouldn’t pity him if his hand was bitten off.
“Behave, Virus, don’t be angry…”
Ye Wanwan applied her technique for pacifying Great White to Virus.
Upon seeing a lack of reaction from Virus, Ye Wanwan mustered her courage and used her right hand to gently scratch Virus’ chin.
The result elicited joy in Ye Wanwan. It looked like Virus enjoyed it.
“Sis Feng, Virus only acknowledges you and doesn’t acknowledge anyone else… He’s too dangerous. You should make him scram,” Big Dipper told Ye Wanwan.
“How about I make you scram?” Ye Wanwan glanced at Big Dipper.
Big Dipper immediately put on a flattering smile and looked at Virus. “Good guy, you only recognize one owner in your life. I admire you…”
Ye Wanwan: “…” Where’s your integrity?!
Seven Star stood on the side, and his expression became increasingly confused as he watched how familiar Virus acted with Ye Wanwan.
