Bad women are always eyeing me covetously.

It's a pity it still won't appear...

Silver Wolf decided to abandon his idea of ​​teasing someone.

"Okay, then remember to let some fresh air in later, don't suffocate yourself for too long and faint."

As she said this, she lightly got off the bed, and after telling Xi Lan that she would be staying in the living room, she quietly closed the door.

Seemingly noticing that the other person had left, Xilan emerged from the bedding, which was filled with the same scent as Kafka's.

Looking at the empty bedroom, and seeing that she was all alone, she finally crawled out from under the covers, her cheeks flushed red as if they were about to bleed.

"How am I supposed to face her now...?"

They can say things like "Don't abandon me"...

Damn it, I never said that to Ms. Jade!

Am I really that insecure?

Despite the burning sensation on her cheeks, Xi Lan looked at the tightly closed door and decided that she didn't want to face the Silver Wolves and their gang.

She's faking her death!

The thought that Kafka and the others would find out about this made Xi Lan so ashamed that she couldn't speak, and she rolled around on the bed uncontrollably.

Silver Wolf, who was outside the living room, naturally had no idea what was going on inside.

She was on a terminal call with Sam at that moment.

"I've practiced enough, when shall we begin?"

The voice coming from the mech sounded very happy, even a little eager. But Silver Wolf had to interrupt its rambling.

"Something happened just now, and it seems like Little Fox doesn't have time to play games anymore."

"Eh?"

Just by listening to his voice, Silver Wolf could sense the disbelief in Sam's tone.

"But, but I practiced for a long time..." Oh no, now she's added a bit of grievance to her situation.

Silver Wolf felt a headache coming on.

"...We'll play together later, and I'll bring you an oak cake to eat."

After all, I was the one who asked the other person for help, so I couldn't let them down after all the hard work they'd put in.

"it is good."

Although somewhat disappointed, Sam really fell for it.

After their conversation ended, Silver Wolf seemed to snap out of a dream, sitting blankly on the soft sofa.

The water stains were still on the hem of her clothes.

Even the sensation of the fox extending its soft, moist tongue and obediently licking its own skin echoed in the silver wolf's mind.

These are things that even if you want to forget, you can't.

Silver Wolf touched the exposed skin on her shoulder with a blank expression, and only then did she belatedly realize that an embarrassing blush had spread across her cheeks.

What happened....

Why does she actually quite like the vulnerable, dependent look that Xi Lan had shown before?

When did my XP system become like this? I clearly liked its fluffy appearance!

She scratched her light gray hair in slight frustration, and even the chewing gum she usually liked to chew was thrown aside by Silver Wolf.

"...Tsk." Silver Wolf clicked his tongue. "It must be Kaffa's fault."

I must have caught it from that woman!

In any case, when in doubt, just blame it on Kafka.

Anyway, things are already like this, so we just have to make do. What else can we do?

Silver Wolf's cheeks were flushed, his lips were pressed tightly into a line, and he scratched his hair into a mess.

After seemingly realizing that something was wrong with the XP system, Silver Wolf was also worried about how to face the other party next.

Should we pretend nothing's wrong?

Or should I tease her a bit on purpose?

At this moment, Silver Wolf was just like a child who had met a girl who liked him, and he was unusually at a loss when it came to Xi Lan.

"Or...wouldn't it be better to pretend we don't know?"

For some reason, Silver Wolf subtly didn't want Kafka to know about this.

Once the idea popped into Silver Wolf's mind, she had already made up her mind not to let anyone know about it.

Ok.

Isn't it normal for people to have some secrets between them?

It's perfectly normal for me to try and gain some favor with Kafka when she's not around, right?

Besides... I was also the little fox's first friend... Now that I want to be closer to her, isn't that even more normal?

Well, this will give you a reason to ask later.

Silver Wolf, having quickly composed himself, nodded in satisfaction.

Don't blame me for sneaking away now, Kaffa!

We're a loving family, after all.

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Chapter 110 What about me?

When Kafka returned after finishing all her work, she was greeted by Silver Wolf sitting lazily in Yulan's lap, as if nothing had happened.

The two, one big and one small, are completely immersed in the world of games.

Although she could sense a hint of malice in Silver Wolf's smile.

But actually, Kafka is more curious about what happened during the day and night she was away that could make her relationship with Yulan so... good all of a sudden?

After placing the breakfast she was carrying on the table, Kafka leisurely walked over to Xi Lan and her child.

The two, engrossed in the game, were naturally unaware of what was happening. Rather, Silver Wolf had already noticed but was too lazy to say anything.

She sat gracefully and calmly on the sofa, gently taking Xi Lan's arm before leaning against his shoulder.

Only then did Xi Lan realize that there was someone next to her. She subconsciously glanced at him a few more times, but unexpectedly met his eyes, which were filled with a hint of weariness.

She swallowed the words she wanted to say, silently twitched her bouncy ears, and tentatively agreed to let Kafka lean on her shoulder.

Who told her to be so kind?

Kafka was curious about the reason why their relationship had improved...

The relationship hasn't improved at all!

If possible, I would still like to give it to them.

Xi Lan was only cooperating with Silver Wolf because she didn't want him to tell Kafka about her embarrassing moment that day.

Tsk, shorty.

Little did Xi Lan know that she herself had once been a short person, and now she could only mutter to herself about the Silver Wolf.

"Is everything settled?"

Silver Wolf glanced at someone and indeed had no intention of telling Kafka about Xi Lan's crying and fussing in his arms earlier.

Of course, you should enjoy this kind of thing yourself.

"Well, that's about it, but Ah Ren needs to rest for a while, and you know why."

Kafka, leaning on Xilan's shoulder, closed her eyes wearily and mumbled her reply to Silver Wolf.

Kafka, who had hardly rested, was overwhelmed by fatigue and drowsiness, and for once, she showed this look of wanting to rest in front of Yulan.

When she was little, Kafka would hug Yuran and bury her face in her soft belly, as if she were recharging.

Of course, Xi Lan would never do that for her now.

She's an adult now, after all!

Although, although she is indeed a child for a fox spirit...

I don't know if it was because I saw the fatigue Kafka was showing, or because I saw the bruises under her eyes...

I really don't understand what this person is thinking. How can they be so tired and still refuse to rest?

Xi Lan glanced at it several times unconsciously, but in the end she couldn't bear to watch anymore, or perhaps it was just that she was too kind-hearted to bear it.

Sometimes, don't be too soft-hearted, our lovely Miss Fox.

A hand was holding the silver wolf by the arm, causing the bewildered silver wolf, who seemed unaware of what was happening, to turn its head.

What she saw instead was a certain hypocritical fox who, looking utterly pathetic, hugged Kafka, who had been leaning on her shoulder, into her arms.

"Ok?"

Kafka seemed to be still in a daze, only to feel a sudden dizziness and find herself lying in Xilan's arms.

Feeling suspended in mid-air, she belatedly realized that she had been picked up by a certain arrogant fox.

"Go back and rest. Why are you leaning on me?"

Slightly relieved, Kafka casually put her hand on Yulan's shoulder, seemingly quite confident in his arm strength.

Leaning on his shoulder, one could naturally see Silver Wolf's incredibly subtle expression.

Since the person had their back to the two of them, they naturally didn't see the exchange of glances between Silver Wolf and Kafka.