You Still Have Me

Viperus and the white tiger exchanged glances.

Judging by the little female's expression, it didn't seem like she was pretending. Could it be that she truly didn't know her true form was a flower?

No wonder Kite was as fragile, beautiful, and delicate as a flower; she was a little flower spirit. But where exactly did she come from?

Viperus was very fond of the new little flower that had grown on his chest. After putting on his robe, he couldn't help but reach in and touch it from time to time.

Kite felt speechless. Was this still the cold and unapproachable snake beast?!

Bai Ye, on the other hand, was filled with envy.

His dark blue eyes, brimming with anticipation, looked at the little female: "Kite, when are we going to mate?"

Kite felt the snake beast's unfriendly gaze swiftly shift over.

Her face turned red: "How about in half a month?"