Homebody Bear

She was a naive and kind little girl with a Special Ability, but what awaited her was not happiness, but misfortune.
She feigned cleverness and cuteness, secretly plotting, and overturned her tragic fate with her own hands, because she was determined to write her own destiny.
Reborn into a new life, she found herself growing up among wolves. The past was like a fleeting cloud; now she was cunning, kind, capricious, ruthless, and indifferent... a "beloved" wolf girl, enduring endless favor.
In the dense, untraceable jungle, riding wolves was the envy of others.
Yet, the girl was anxious and worried. Was this a death wish? To what era had she been transported? In the mountains without sun or moon, she had already spent six years yet still hadn't figured out in which era she had been reborn.
Finally, hope arrived. The girl watched, her eyes shining, as the half-dead boy lay on the ground. To be precise, she was staring at his attire, which finally gave her a clue about the era she was living in.
Calculating her own little plans, the girl excitedly rescued the boy, becoming his lifesaver and waiting for him to rescue her from her miserable life, the days of wearing animal skins and tree leaves were hard to endure.
However, seeing an airplane thundering away overhead, she could no longer remain calm. Her small white teeth almost shattered. This was definitely the rhythm of courting death.
Unbeknownst to her, though she thought she left no trace, she had already made a deep impression in his heart.
Although they had never spoken a word to each other, they had taken root in each other's hearts in a special way.
That year, she was six, and he was nine.
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He was wicked, unrestrained, and his deep eyes were like bottomless darkness. His entire being emitted a strange chill, and the cold, merciless word “kill” from his good-looking lips decided the fate of hundreds. She stood by, thinking, this is truly ruthless.
His eyes shone like bright stars, and his clear gaze was somewhat dull. Blushes quietly crept onto his beautiful and bewitching face as he murmured like a mosquito, "Thank you," leaving the girl who served him food instantly speechless.
They say women change faces faster than flipping a book, so why was it the reverse for her? She didn't know that his uniqueness was only ever shown to her.
That year she was sixteen, and he was nineteen.
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Some feared her, some shunned her, some adored her, some envied her, some were jealous of her... Only he understood that what she needed most was his love.
Let's see how this generation's wolf girl, with her mysterious and unpredictable Skills, wanders the world, stirring up storms wherever she goes with her extraordinary presence.
This text features a one-on-one relationship, a brand new Special Ability cool story. Both protagonists are pure of body and mind. Everyone is welcome to jump into the pit enthusiastically.
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She-Wolf is too Scheming

As he meticulously picked out dishes for her, Qinghe was still not over her shock. His savage way of eating once again challenged her understanding. Remembering Mu'er's refined and graceful way of eating, and then looking at the person in front of her who seemed to be devouring the food like he hadn't eaten in three days, for some reason, it pained her to watch.


Weisheng Yueren's chopsticks paused as he was about to put food into his mouth, and he looked at her in confusion, seeing her stare straight at him. A flicker of pain flashed through his clear, dark eyes, causing him to be slightly taken aback. But upon closer inspection, there was nothing, as if the moment before had been an illusion.


After a long while, Weisheng Yueren lowered his head and continued eating, perhaps feeling that his eagerness to eat was too crude, which was why Qinghe had been staring at him, so this time his pace was noticeably slower.


Chapter 102: Silly and Cute Male God (6)_1