Una Wants to cuddle to Sleep.

"Can't you not go?" Yuna hugged Lin Feng's ankles tightly, with her face against his thighs, "I... am afraid of the dark."

"Pfft!"

Lin Feng laughed out loud.

Just to keep him here, all kinds of weird reasons were used.

With Yuna's excellent night vision, she had been living alone with Yu Li since she was young, separated from her tribe. How could she possibly be afraid of the dark?

To put it simply, she was just trying to find excuses to keep him here.

"Don't want me to leave? What else do you want?" Lin Feng pretended to be impatient, but he was actually delighted inside.

Playing hard to get!

Yuna pouted, staring straight into Lin Feng's eyes: "I want a hug..."

Her hands gently scratched Lin Feng's body, with a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

"Hug your head, I should go back to sleep." Lin Feng sighed lightly and continued to observe Yuna.

It was a pity that a vixen like her, with such a great figure and long legs, was not very suitable for acting like this.

Only a little loli like Yu Li could be a bit lethal when acting like a spoiled child.

Lin Feng curled his lips decisively and refused: "That won't work."

"Master... please, keep me company." Yuna hugged Lin Feng's legs, kept scratching his clothes with her hands, trying to keep him here.

Seeing her so humble, Lin Feng felt a little reluctant.

What's wrong with Yuna! She just wanted her master to accompany her for a while, that's all.

Why reject such a simple request?

"Let me keep you company for a while longer."

Yuna's light blue pupils lit up instantly. She threw herself into Lin Feng's arms, writhing about like a monkey: "Master is the best!"

Meanwhile, Lin Feng would occasionally pluck some of her silver fur to play with.

He had to admit, the fur of the wolfkin beastmen was truly beautiful.

If this was on the Blue Planet, it wouldn't be impossible for them to be made into fur coats.

"Master, it actually hurts a lot when you pluck the fur on my tail. I would go bald eventually and not look good."

That made sense.

With an animal protection mentality, Lin Feng stopped being naughty with his hands.

Although he loved the soft, furry feeling of tails slipping through his hands the most.

When he was little, there was a cat at home that he would pluck the tail of every day.

The time passed quickly.

Yuna was extremely happy, her wolf tail swaying gently from time to time.

Lin Feng gently patted Yuna's wolf ears and said gently, "Alright, I should go back now. You should also sleep well."

"But..."

Although she was reluctant, Yuna still chose to let Lin Feng go.

"These past few days were special. You don't have to get up so early tomorrow, rest well."

Yuna nodded and saw Lin Feng off.

But after Lin Feng left, she tossed and turned for a long time unable to fall asleep.

She couldn't help but scratch the sheets with her sharp fingernails, making some harsh sounds.

Although it was so cold in winter, her body kept feeling hot.

If one looked closely, one could even see the faint pink skin emitting heat.

After a while, she still couldn't fall asleep and got up to run to Lin Feng's door, knocking lightly a few times.

It was pitch black outside, and the lights on the streets had long gone out.

She didn't know if Lin Feng was asleep at this time.

She should not have let him leave earlier.

Just as she was about to go back, the door creaked open.

It was Lin Feng who opened the door.

"What's wrong? Can't sleep?" Lin Feng yawned and looked drowsy.

Seeing this, Yuna felt a little embarrassed.

She had disturbed his sleep again.

"Master, my room is so cold."

"No way? The bed I gave you was the thickest in the house." Lin Feng touched her forehead and felt a little hot.

But this was not a fever, it was just...cough cough!

"I'll go out and buy you another quilt tomorrow." Lin Feng rubbed his eyes and glanced back at Emily.

She was sleeping very soundly.

"No need! Master, I want..."

Yuna suddenly became coy, tiptoeing to follow Lin Feng's line of sight. But she couldn't get the last sentence out in the end.

"Just say it, it's not like you to dither." Lin Feng helped tidy up her messy hair.

He didn't know how she slept, with her hair all lopsided to one side.

Their eyes met by chance.

Yuna was so embarrassed she wanted to find a crack to crawl into.

She was thin-skinned, and it was really difficult for her to utter certain words.

After much effort, she finally squeezed out these words from her mouth: "Can I squeeze in with you two?"

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"I believe in Master... If anything really happens, it will be my own fault."

???

Lin Feng was completely confused.

Didn't those words mean she was giving him a chance?

"So... can I join?"

Just as Lin Feng was about to agree, a familiar voice came from the bedroom.

"Come on, it's hard to bear the cold in winter, come sleep between us, it will be warmer this way."

Yuna looked back to see Emily, who was snoring just now, had somehow woken up suddenly. She lit a small candle by the bed: "He said you're still afraid of the dark, this should help, right?"

She thanked her a hundred times in her heart.

"Then... I'll take you up on that, thanks." Yuna sidled past Lin Feng into the bed.

"Why do I feel you're quite warm?" Emily blinked, naturally knowing full well.

But she chose to give Yuna a chance.

"Yeah." Yuna buried her head in the quilt, sniffing the scent on it out of habit.

The two chatted for a while, and Lin Feng listened in secretly on the side.

It was all about greetings concerning their health.

But some information was also extremely critical.

In the middle of the night, Yuna turned over and looked at Lin Feng's back, quietly moving closer.

But just leaning against him was not enough.

She also put her arms around Lin Feng's waist and hugged him tightly.

After getting a little taste, she finally made up her mind.

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