He Is A Devil

On the shore, waves hit the bank.

The sound was loud, the wind was a bit strong, and if wolves didn’t wear enough clothes, wolves would shiver if the wind blew in their face. The high heels make a crisp sound on the bluestone paved ground, tap, tap, the rhythm was so strong...

The Ice Wolf kept looking into the distance as if there was a charming scenery over there that attracted all his attention.

Suzan hesitated for a moment whether to get closer. A little afraid that the wolf would look down on her. After all, she just slapped the Ice Wolf. After a pause, she stepped forward and tried to put a blanket on the tall Ice Wolf.

But it was as if he hadn't seen her, and he didn't look back. But when she turned around to retreat, he grabbed her wrist, hooked her into his arms, and wrapped her in the blanket with him. He and she were stuck together like this.

Under the cold-colored street lights, Jason withdrew his eyes and stared at her calmly: “Isn’t you gone?”

“Didn’t leave.” She di