my girlfriend is a wolf

This Jing Hao talked a lot and had poisonous eyes, Qin Shuishui was so blushed by his words that he was powerless to refute, wishing to find a hole in the ground and get in.

Jing Hao didn't seem to notice her strangeness at all, he still stared at her face, and said to himself: "No, no matter how good your physical strength is, you are a human being, how can you make Sister Song unable to get out of here? bed?"

Qin Shuishui originally wanted to take advantage of Jing Hao's moment of daze and close the door to escape his sight, but was startled when he heard what he said.

In fact, Qin Shuishui has always been suspicious of Song Wei's recent performance.

I don't know since when, Song Wei's temper was abnormal, he said some inexplicable words from time to time, and he always paid attention to his age consciously or unconsciously. Last night, he even nervously said that he had entered menopause.

Although Qin Shuishui was embarrassed by Jing Hao's words, but after thinking about it carefully, Song Wei's physical strength seemed to have a problem recently.

Thinking of this, Qin Shuishui became even more restless.The enthusiasm on her face subsided little by little, and she pondered for a long time in her heart before hesitatingly said: "That...Brother Hao, I have some questions to ask you."

Jing Hao didn't expect that she punched him yesterday, but she became so polite today. He restrained himself and said, "What's the problem?"

There was no one in the corridor, Qin Shuishui rolled his eyes, but still deliberately lowered his voice, "How long is the white wolf's lifespan?"

This question was a bit abrupt, Jing Hao was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "It's been a hundred years or so."

Hundred years?

Song Wei has lived in this world for nearly half a hundred years. According to Jing Hao's words, wouldn't Song Wei's lifespan be announced to end after Qin Shuishui gets old and dies?

Qin Shuishui's heart skipped a beat.

"Actually, this is not necessarily true. If you are lucky, you may live for hundreds or thousands of years." Jing Hao added casually.

Qin Shuishui stared at him with wide eyes, "What do you mean?"

Hundreds of thousands, wouldn't they really become demons?

Simply incredible.

Now that the topic has been opened, Jing Hao simply confessed to her: "We white wolves were originally an endangered species. At the very beginning, our ancestors lived in frozen deep mountains and old forests, but as white wolves slowly evolved, , The damage to the ecological environment became more serious, and many who could not adapt to the environment aged and died prematurely. Over time, the lifespan and adaptability of white wolves are also gradually changing. As for whether it is getting better or worse, it depends on your own physique."

He finished talking in one breath, paused for a while, pouted and blew a lock of hair on his forehead, and said triumphantly: "A person with my physique can live for 500 years without any problem."

Qin Shuishui was completely dumbfounded. It took her a long time to digest what Jing Hao just said, and the more she listened, the more untrue she felt.She didn't bother to care about Jing Hao's indecent appearance, and asked suspiciously, "How do you know this?"

Qin Shuishui asked Song Wei about the lifespan of the white wolf several times, and Song Wei himself was also very confused, saying that he didn't know about it.

Jing Hao once said that Song Wei is older than him, and should be more knowledgeable than him, but Song Wei doesn't know anything about his own situation.

"Are you questioning me?" Jing Hao was slightly displeased.

"How could I..." Qin Shuishui felt guilty.

Since you are asking others for advice, your attitude should naturally be humble.

Jing Hao hummed through his nose, and said nonchalantly: "I have loved running outside since I was a child, and I know a lot of those old white wolves, and they told me a lot of stories, so naturally I understand more. "

"Oh……"

Jing Hao suddenly put away the cynical expression on his face, and lowered his voice suddenly, "Those old wolves can't live to be 150 years old at the longest, and they all died one by one, leaving only me and my wife. Later, I The lover is also dead. She was killed by those cruel humans at a young age!"

Jing Hao's voice became heavier as he went to the back. He suddenly stretched out his hand and slammed it on the door panel with a "bang".

Qin Shuishui might as well have him, his body was shaken by the door and he retreated again and again, and couldn't help but let out an "Ouch".

Jing Hao suddenly came back to his senses, seeing her frowning with forbearance, he hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Of course, Qin Shuishui knew that he didn't do it on purpose. When Jing Hao mentioned his lover, there was a trace of murderous intent and pain in his eyes. She should be careful.

The door panel was completely opened because of Jing Hao's big movement just now. Qin Shuishui ignored the pain in his body and hurriedly protected his chest with both hands. , I haven't changed my clothes yet, you go out!"

Jing Hao was still blaming himself for losing control of his emotions just now. Seeing that Qin Shuishui was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, put his heart back in his stomach, and backed out.

Qin Shuishui pulled the door panel over again, covering her body in pajamas, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were uncertain.

Seeing her protecting himself so cautiously, Jing Hao narrowed his eyes, looked at her nervous look, and suppressed a smile, "I'm sorry, I accidentally saw everything just now."

Qin Shuishui's face turned bright red, and he couldn't care less, he yelled at Jing Hao who was smiling outside the door: "Rogue!"

As soon as the words fell, she slammed the door hard with a "bang".

"Who are you talking to?" Suddenly, a slightly hoarse voice came from behind.

Qin Shuishui turned around suddenly, and saw Song Wei walking out of the master bedroom in pajamas without warning.

I don't know if it's because he didn't have a good rest, Song Wei's complexion is not very good, he is a little pale, and his always cold and sharp eyes look a little tired.

Qin Shuishui was startled secretly, hurried up to greet her, worried: "Why are you up?"

It was a bit cold in the morning, so Song Wei draped the shawl in his hand over Qin Shuishui's shoulders, and smiled weakly at her, "It's not good to sleep too much, you have a headache."

"Headache?" Qin Shuishui exclaimed, raising his hand to touch Song Wei's forehead.

Song Wei felt that she was inexplicable, and took her hand off, a little dumbfounded, "I'm fine, I'm not sick."

Song Wei's body temperature was normal, and the temperature of her palms was also higher than hers. Seeing Song Weiwei's sluggish look, Qin Shuishui couldn't rest assured.

"Did Sister Song wake up?" A high-pitched voice broke in from outside the door and interrupted their conversation.

Qin Shuishui didn't expect that Jing Hao was still outside, and when he thought of the situation just now, he became angry and yelled at the door angrily: "You heard wrong, you should go!"

How could Jing Hao be so easy to fool, even though he was separated by the door, he clearly heard Song Wei's voice just now.He knocked on the door panel symbolically, and said relentlessly, "Sister Song, I have something to tell you, can you open the door?"

Before Song Wei could respond, Qin Shuishui stretched his neck and blocked it back: "You can say it without opening the door."

Song Wei listened to the conversation between the two of them back and forth, but she couldn't figure out what happened just now. Seeing that Qin Shuishui's expression was not good, she asked tentatively, "Did he bully you?"

Not to mention bullying, Qin Shuishui didn't understand why he was so angry.

After struggling for a long time, she reluctantly said: "No."

Song Wei didn't care too much about it. Jing Hao's yelling outside was not very good. She let go of Qin Shuishui's hand and walked over to open the door.

"Wait." Qin Shuishui hurriedly put the shawl on Song Wei's body.

Song Wei resisted a little, "I'm not cold."

"Wear it even if it's not cold." Qin Shuishui had a tough attitude, and arranged the front to cover Song Wei's chest. She held on to the edge of the shawl tightly, and hid herself behind Song Wei, "Okay, this wretched uncle can see nothing It's not here."

Song Wei didn't know the reason, and naturally she didn't know that the wretched uncle she was referring to was Jing Hao.After Qin Shuishui finished everything, she opened the door.

With his signature smile on his face, Jing Hao leaned his upper body against the wall by the door, tilted his head, and waved to the person inside the door friendly, "Hi, good morning, two beauties!"

Song Weike didn't bother to look at his concave shape, and said expressionlessly: "If you have anything to say, hurry up."

Song Wei is so unwilling to give face, Jing Hao can't pretend anymore.He stood up straight, touched his nose awkwardly, "I just want to say, An An had a good time with me last night, can you continue to let me send her to school today?"

After his reminder, Song Weicai suddenly thought of An Anlai.In the end, her memory seemed to be getting worse and worse. She was annoyed secretly, but said calmly, "Is An An still awake?"

Jing Hao glanced back at the door of his house, and said uncertainly: "I think I should wake up soon."

In fact, Song Wei knew that Jing Hao was afraid of him, otherwise he wouldn't have asked him so seriously.No matter what, Jing Hao is An An's father. Jing Hao wants to create an opportunity to develop a relationship with An An, and Song Wei is naturally willing to do so.

Song Wei was silent and said, "As long as An An doesn't object, you will pick her up in the future."

Jing Hao was very grateful, but he was never used to being serious, and he couldn't say anything that was too polite.

He glanced at Qin Shuishui who was hiding behind Song Wei with a straight face, his eyes fell on Song Wei's face again, he raised his eyebrows, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Leave An'an to me in the future, how long do you want to sleep?" How long, take care of your body!"

"What conditioning the body?" Song Wei frowned.

Jing Hao said as a matter of course: "You are not in good health, of course you should take a good rest and recuperate."

"What's wrong with your health?" Song Wei was even more confused.

Qin Shuishui paid attention to their conversation the whole time. She grasped the key words and said impatiently, "Is she sick?"

Although she was upset with Jing Hao just now, one matter is another matter.

Qin Shuishui also knew that Jing Hao and Song Wei were of the same kind. Judging from the previous conversation, it seemed that Jing Hao did know more than Song Wei. She guessed that Jing Hao should also be relatively clear about the physical condition of the white wolf.

Jing Hao couldn't help examining Song Wei's face, but judging from his complexion, he was a little weak. He didn't say a word for a while, his brows knit together.

Qin Shuishui was upset by his silence, and had to speak out again: "Is it really sick? Do you need to see a doctor?"

I don't know if he thinks she is noisy, Jing Hao rolled her eyes with disdain, "She is not human, is it useful to see a doctor?"

Qin Shuishui was silenced by him.

Song Wei was in a fog, listening to the two of them talking about themselves as if no one else was there, and finally couldn't hold back and said: "Who said I was sick?"

Jing Hao quickly turned his attention to Song Wei, looked at her face a few more times, and said lightly: "Yes, you are not sick, but you are a little bit angry."

I don't know how Jing Hao saw it, and Qin Shuishui didn't understand whether the so-called getting angry due to qi deficiency counted as illness. She was very worried, and couldn't help but said, "Then what should I do?"

Compared to her nervousness, Jing Hao was indifferent, "What else can I do, exercise less, rest more and drink some hot water!"

Qin Shuishui: "..."

Isn't this answer too perfunctory?

Qin Shuishui glared at him.

"Don't be angry, I'm just joking." Jing Hao quickly faltered, grinned, and became serious the next second.He re-examined Song Wei's face, touched his chin, and the old god said: "If you want to recover sooner, then I can only give her some blood to drink."