The moment she stepped inside, the light instantly dimmed.
Bai Wanwan thought her eyes were playing tricks on her, so she blinked to adjust to the darkness.
When she opened them again, a fair, soft, milky little dumpling was still sitting in the corner of the room.
He looked like a human toddler, about one or two years old, and was happily gnawing on his own fingers, making loud sucking sounds.
The little dumpling was so beautiful, more delicate and adorable than any infant she had ever seen. He also stirred an unprecedented feeling of closeness within her.
A guess had already formed in her heart, but as she took a step forward, a mischievous little wolf cub blocked her path.
It circled around Bai Wanwan's heels, letting out low "AWWOOOs" to get her attention, wanting her to play.
"Good boy, go play over there for now."
