Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain-Chapter 191: Her arms around little Mr. Grey Wolf's neck, she tried to best to stay still. (1)

Ruan Qiuqiu felt that she must not look very happy right now. Luckily, she had on a goofy mask and that little Mr. Gray Wolf would not be able to see her expression.

Ruan Qiuqiu took a deep breath, shook her head, and tried to cheer herself up. She pointed at the little leather pouch that little Mr. Gray Wolf was carrying with the herbs inside, her eyes tingling, and reminded him, “… your leg is hurt.”

Even though she was just a body of consciousness, big Mr. Gray Wolf still given her a leather outfit in this frigid winter.

For some odd reasons, in the wolf’s mind, she was wearing mid-length sleeve leather dress.

Ruan Qiuqiu looked up at Mr. Gray Wolf and said disgruntledly, her voice breaking a little, “How are you… in your bare feet?”

She figured that most likely he came out like this because he didn’t have any animal skins but she still couldn’t help but asked.

Little Mr. Gray Wolf gave a little “aowu” to express that he might still look like a wolf cub but he was actually a big wolf with thick skin and muscle who did not need to worry about being cold. Stepping on snow in his bare feet was nothing to a wolf demon.

Perhaps owing to the fact that they were inside of Mr. Gray Wolf’s memory world right now, Mr. Gray Wolf, who was little Yuan Jue quickly accepted the fact that this little human being in front of him was Qiuqiu and that she was his little wife.

The wolf was actually a little shy.

What little Mr. Gray Wolf was ashamed to admit was that he had no friends right now.

Little Yuan Jue looked intensely at Ruan Qiuqiu with his beautiful greyish blue eyes and noticed that the fur on the white furry mask that Ruan Qiuqiu was wearing was wettened by her tears. He asked nervously, “Ao, Aowu?” (Qiuqiu, why are you crying?)

Quickly, as though something had occurred to him, his two ears shook.

Ruan Qiuqiu was a human. She couldn’t understand what he was saying.

Little Mr. Gray Wolf decided to stop talking altogether. He carefully controlled his strength and opened up the leather pouch that Ruan Qiuqiu had handed him.

Hearing his voice, Ruan Qiuqiu blinked quickly and, sure enough, felt some wetness around her eyes. She bit her lip, feeling ashamed of herself.

Was it because her body was too small right now and that her sockets were also smaller? Was that why she cried so easily now?

Ruan Qiuqiu had just lifted her arm to wipe away her tears when her wrists were held gently.

She looked up and saw little Mr. Gray Wolf, who wasn’t much taller than her, had picked up her hands and was studying her palms carefully.

He lowered his eyes. There was a snowflake resting on his long eyelash. He stared at her hands for a long while before he finally gave her a slight smile.

His light-colored lips curved upward; his eyelashes fluttered slightly; and there were two curved and shiny crescent moons in his beautiful eyes.

“Aowu. (Your hands were not hurt.)”

Ruan Qiuqiu’s socket tingled even more. This was the first time she saw big Mr. Gray Wolf’s smile. She didn’t know that he could have such pure and carefree smile.

After little Mr. Gray Wolf was certain that his little wife was not injured. He carefully put the crushed herbs back inside the pouch and put it away carefully just like his little wife had told him.

Having done all that, little Mr. Gray Wolf blushed a little after the face. Even though he knew that she couldn’t understand him, he felt that he should explain himself to her anyway. “Ao, aowu. (I didn’t touch your hands on purpose.)”

Ruan Qiuqiu, “… …”

Little Mr. Gray Wolf had successfully stopped her tears. She tugged his sleeve and said, “… I can understand what you are saying.”

The confusion under little Yuan Jue’s eyes quickly turned into shock. Glancing over at Ruan Qiuqiu, his face turned beet red. “Aowu, ao… (but, I can’t speak human. You… don’t mind that I am mute?)

Little Mr. Gray Wolf tightened his lips a little and his eyes sparkled. Having said that, as though feeling that he shouldn’t have said that, he felt a little wronged but also a little shy at the same time. He said nothing else.