Hearing this, Wen Qian felt a little relieved. She had gone to great lengths to save this beastman, after all. He had to be okay!
'Speaking of which, I'm quite curious what this Yellow-tailed Robin will look like after he transforms,' she wondered. 'Will he be a soft, cuddly cutie, just like he is now?'
"Qianqian, you have something on your mouth." Almost at the same instant, Yin Zhi, who hadn't touched his spoon, suddenly leaned in. He cupped Wen Qian's chin with one hand, a glint of cunning in his eyes.
'The cake on the plate might not be good, but the bit on Qianqian's lips looks quite delicious.' The curve of his lips grew more pronounced. The man lowered his gaze, his ears popping out at some point...
The expected soft touch never came. Just as Yin Zhi was about to press his lips against Wen Qian's, Gu Mian's hand suddenly shot out, blocking the way.
He took out a tissue and gently wiped the cream from Wen Qian's lips, not sparing Yin Zhi a single glance the entire time.
