The White泽 Divine Beast cub shocked Yun Qinglan immensely.
He was most excited because it was a female cub.
He almost didn't know how to express his gratitude to Su Muyao.
Yun Qinglan held Su Muyao, lowered his head, and gently kissed her brow, saying, "My wife, I love you deeply."
Very, very much.
Yun Qinglan was not someone adept at saying such things, but in this moment of deep emotion, he couldn't help but express it.
After speaking, his ears turned red.
But he felt these words couldn't fully represent his affection.
If it weren't for his wife being pregnant with the cub, he would have wanted to express his love and gratitude even more fervently through a Contract.
There was gratitude, but more than that, it was about love.
Su Muyao smiled and said, "Yun, I love you too."
Su Muyao was lying in Yun Qinglan's arms, her ear close to his chest, where she could hear his powerful heartbeat.
Each beat, so strong, gave a sense of reassurance.
