WARNING: HEATED ROMANTIC TENSION, AROUSAL, ROUGH PUBLIC CONFRONTATION, AND BEAST-WORLD POSSESSIVENESS.
Hu Baiyu nuzzled his face into her hair the moment she got close, sniffing her softly like she smelled like the most wonderful thing in the world, his lion ears twitching happily while a deep, rumbling purr started vibrating through his massive chest.
He held her close, arms wrapped around her small body like she was the most precious treasure, and for a long moment he just stayed there, savoring the kiss like a big white cat who had finally caught his heart's desire.
Lin Huahua almost laughed against his lips because he was so cute, so adorably happy, but then she felt it again — something thick and hard pressing insistently against her belly through his hide skirt.
He was hard too. So hard. She pulled back with a tiny squeak, her face now a deep tomato red, her fluffy white rat tail thrashing wildly as she whispered in pure embarrassment, "You… Baiyu… you… you are…"
