Later, all of a sudden one day, he felt that warm blood would never make him feel warm again; instead, he finally realized that killing was actually extremely, extremely uncomfortable.
Winter hadn't yet stepped out of that phase at this time; this was when he was at his most dangerous.
Back then, when he met Mo Xunxun, he had actually already come out of that phase.
But the Winter of now is even more dangerous than he was back then, and even if Meow really were to be with him, it shouldn't be at this time.
Jian Yi comforted the two of them: "You don't need to worry too much either. Right now it's at most an engagement, not a marriage. There's still a period to watch and see."
Liancheng Yanzhi let out a sigh. At this point, anything they said was already too late. They cared too much about their daughter, racking their brains to protect her, wanting her to be happy, hoping that after they die, there can still be someone by Meow's side who loves her most dearly.
