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. 

She-Wolf is too Scheming

"I can't eat all this by myself, you guys eat with me," Qinghe said, looking up.


Both shook their heads, Li Siwen chuckled, "We just ate not long ago, our stomachs are still full, you enjoy it yourself."


It had been nearly two hours since they had come to call her for lunch; could it be that they were worried there wouldn't be enough?


Qinghe continued to invite them, "It's been so long since noon, 'full' what? Come on, eat a little with me."


Li Siwen suddenly laughed awkwardly but still shook his head firmly, refusing to eat.


Jiang Chen was less subtle, seeing him hem and haw, he couldn't restrain himself anymore. What was there to hide? It wasn't like they were doing anything wrong.


He blurted out, "Even if you slit our throats open you couldn't pour anything in. We ate up to our necks at noon, our stomachs were about to burst, and only now do we feel a bit better; we absolutely can't eat anymore." He said and even patted his slightly protruding stomach.


Chapter 644: Making a Scene and Slacking (2)_1