Yet before the room could remain quiet for even half an incense stick, Xue Yao suddenly mumbled, "Honghong… don't run… we have to steal another beast tomorrow… the fat one will taste better…" Her voice was soft and drowsy, but in the silent room, every word entered Lie Lang's ears clearly.
His eyes slowly opened.
The human was lying on her side, one arm hugging the blanket tightly while her brows furrowed in her sleep. "Mother… father… I didn't mean to sleep…" she murmured again, her voice suddenly turning pitiful. "Brother Jun Yi… Ling Yue… Chen'er, don't eat my share…" A tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and for a moment, the room became strangely quiet.
Lie Lang watched her from the chair, his golden eyes unreadable. This noisy, reckless human who could bite him, and talk back even with fangs near her throat was now curled up on the bed, sobbing softly like a child who had lost her way home.
