"A Xiao is the leader of the wolf clan, with him around, no wolf will hurt Tongtong." Long Li said calmly.

"Then we can't let Xiao Tongtong be carried away by wolves!" After Ning Lingyou shouted, Longli's bodyguards had already arrived, and they dispersed to find Wen Tong and A Xiao.

Because there are often wolves wandering in the woods, Longli asked Huo Ling and the others to go back and wait for news.

But Fu He came up and followed Long Li to look for it together.

Long Li said unhappily: "I'll faint from fright later, I don't have the time to carry you back."

Fu He snorted, shook off Long Li, and headed towards Ning Lingyou.

Wen Tong had a very long dream, everything in the dream filled up the empty space in her heart.

She smelled the smell deep in her memory, as if she was still immersed in a dream, a snow-white wolf wrapped her in his arms, licking her wound...

Wen Tong slowly opened his eyes, which were pitch black and gradually white.

As in the deep memory, it was snowing heavily, and she was lying on the vast snow, surrounded by tall forests with white heads.

The white wolf hugged her and let out a "wow".

Wen Tong blinked her eyes, her vision gradually became clearer, she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, the pain in the dream seemed to still exist, her limbs, her body, her head... all hurt so much!

Can't move.

I don't know how long it took before Wen Tong felt that her body was conscious. She slowly raised her hand, and stretched out her hand to the big wolf with confused eyes. The big wolf looked at her with a pair of blue eyes. The moon, hanging under the blue sky, is extraordinarily dazzling.

"Little... Xiaobai..."

The big wolf lowered his head and rubbed against Wen Tong's palm. Wen Tong felt the real touch and his heart trembled.

The scene in the dream turned into real memory, the big wolf seemed to be the same as before, a small one, sobbing in her arms.

Xiaobai, it wasn't a wild wolf, it was brought by her mother!

In her very young memory, she saw her mother holding a little white wolf and sending it to her arms. She thought it was a little white dog...

After raising it for a long time, it returned to the mountains and forests without a trace.

When she was seven years old, she met again in the mountains and forests, and it saved her, it blocked the knives of those people...

"Xiaobai..." Wen Tong hugged A Xiao tightly, crying uncontrollably.

Attracted by the howling of wolves, Long Li and Ning Lingyou who finally arrived saw this scene.

On the snow, Wen Tong hugged A Xiao, whimpering and crying, and A Xiao was like a gentleman, motionless, bowing his head from time to time, kissing the tears on Wen Tong's cheek.

Ning Lingyou breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu He walked over directly, a step faster than Long Li. Long Li frowned, and walked over with his long legs.

"Tongtong, is this Xiaobai?"

Hearing Fu He's voice, Wen Tong raised her head slowly, and seeing Fu He's face gradually overlapped with that of her childhood, she called out hoarsely, "Piao... pretty brother?"

Fu He smiled gratifiedly, squatted down, and patted A Xiao's head, "It has grown a lot."

Ah Xiao didn't recognize her life at all, she lay obediently between Fu He and Wen Tong.

Just like ten years ago, in the middle of two children, let them play...

"Beautiful brother".

The moment Long Li heard these four words, he clenched his fists. Seeing Wen Tong and Fu He smiling at each other, he took a slight breath, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Brother, Xiao Tongtong, you guys really have a story!" Ning Lingyou said beside him.

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