The wolf pack split in half to hunt, and the rest surrounded the small cave, guarding everyone.
Wen Ran calmed down a lot, with Hetao on her left and Red Army lying on her right.
She rubbed Hetao on the left, then patted Red Army on the right.
The main vibe was having one in each hand.
Cai Xiaowen looked envious, "Ranran, are these yours?"
"Yeah," Wen Ran smiled, "When I found it, it hadn't weaned yet. I fed it bit by bit to this size."
Hetao indeed grew quickly, and now its weight is about the same as Wen Ran's.
"So how did they end up here?"
Cai Xiaowen found it unbelievable, "Really, it feels like troops descended from the heavens."
Talking about this made Wen Ran angry, and she started scolding the wolf, "It's got a screw loose. When I went to college in Beijing, you can't take wolves or big dogs on the train.
So I had to leave it with a familiar uncle's home, and I sent money monthly for its meals.
