It is said that some small creatures like to leave their own scent on their territory, as a way of declaring that this domain belongs to them.
This should be considered a kind of biological instinct—liking something and wanting to make contact with it, then leaving something of their own upon it.
For humans who consider rationality, this kind of behavior carries a much deeper emotional meaning.
What… what am I doing…!
Little Eula hurriedly pulled her head back.
She had clearly only been thinking that the lounge chair was too narrow, and lying right next to the old uncle would definitely be too intimate…
But the action she had just taken…
The feeling of her teeth lightly brushing against the old uncle's finger still lingered between her lips and teeth…
Why did it feel even more intimate than before…!
And…
Little Eula looked at the old uncle's index finger under the night sky. Because she had only lightly bitten it and quickly withdrawn, the old uncle's finger looked no different from usual…
It didn't even seem to have any saliva on it…
It was still clean and neat, incredibly tidy.
Mm…
It looked like there wasn't even any need to rinse it with water.
Only after sniffing it again and confirming there was no scent did little Eula finally relax.
To be safe, she should still wash it with water. After all, the old uncle's sense of smell…
Little Eula was thinking very seriously. The old uncle, with his eyes closed, was also thinking very seriously.
Should I tell little Eula right now that I actually wasn't asleep?
It was true that people easily fell asleep when they were relaxed, but before actually falling asleep, the body would also become very sensitive once vision was lost.
Earlier, when little Kokomi had been asking questions, his body had been in an extremely relaxed state, causing his response to be a step slower. After little Eula answered first, he had simply continued lying down.
However, he had still subconsciously listened to the sound of the wind and sensed little Eula sending little Kokomi home.
After little Eula returned, she had already been extremely sleepy, and her brain had entered a half-dreaming, half-awake state.
As a result, after being bitten by little Eula just now, his brain had entered an active state.
What should he do at this moment?
Although he had been able to sense little Eula's extremely passionate feelings toward him ever since their time on Dragonspine, this intimate act of lightly biting his finger now…
If he spoke up directly, it would probably startle little Eula, and their daily interactions afterward would definitely become awkward. Would it still be better to continue pretending to sleep for now?
Feeling the passionate emotion transmitted through little Eula's light bite at his fingertip, Cid decisively rejected the idea of pretending to sleep.
If he had truly been asleep, it would have been one thing. But since he was awake, how could he turn a blind eye to little Eula's feelings?
To let a beautiful and passionate emotion dissipate into the passage of time at night—didn't that feel far too cruel?
Besides, emotions…
were not something one could simply avoid just because one wanted to.
Helping a child face their own emotions was also something this old uncle had to go through.
Mm, although it also felt like he was facing himself somewhat.
Therefore, in the end, while little Eula was still lost in thought, the old uncle sat up, withdrew his palm, and then reached out again to pat little Eula's head.
"Little Eula, although it's a bit late, this old uncle of yours actually woke up already."
Little Eula stared at the old uncle in a daze.
At this moment, the flush on her face was enough to describe the emotions in the girl's heart…
If the old uncle's hand had not given the girl enough reassurance at this moment, she might have already turned around and run away in embarrassment.