Book 11: Chapter 22
“Hey…”
“Hmm?”
“Can you move your tail? My chest feels hot…”
Ling Yue snorted with displeasure. She then slapped my chest with her tail as if she was declaring her territory and unwilling to leave. She looked at me and proudly said, “Didn’t you say it was cold in the North and, therefore, needed my tail to stay warm? I let you use my tail, because I was in a good mood. You should gratefully accept my generosity.”
“And who was the one who would rather die than let me touch her tail before?”
I stroked her furry tail while looking at her with a smile. The touch of Ling Yue’s tail was very nice. She would have unleashed a slap combo on me if I touched it that way in the past. Now, however, she’d just jolt, and then relax, allowing me to stroke her tail.”
“Since we both…” began Ling Yue, blushing. She then shifted up to my side and shyly continued where she left off, “Our tail is reserved for our husband to touch. Although we have not yet held a wedding ceremony… it is not too far off, is it?”
“Yeah, it’s not.”
I turned around and pulled her into my arms. She shuddered, but then, allowed me to hug her. She looked up at me then smiled and asked, “If your wives don’t accept me, what will do? Will you bring me back here, and then revive my tribe together with me?”