The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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"My room doesn't have any fragrance. I never put flowers in my room."

Shyvana is like that; she's always focused on cultivation and never pays attention to flowers and plants.

Of course, she didn't dislike those beautiful things; it was just that to become stronger and protect her people, she had to keep running forward and training to feel at ease.

This led to her being different from other women, and she never even had any aspirations regarding matters between men and women.

"That can't be right, it smells so good, can't you smell it?"

Ron was like a treasure-hunting wolf, sniffing the air as he searched for the source of the scent.

Finally, I stopped at the edge of the bed. The fragrance was coming from the bed, and it seemed to be coming from the light gray quilt.

"The fragrance is coming from here. Although it's not very close, I think I can smell a faint fragrance on you as well."

After smelling the source of the fragrance, he stood up and looked at the little wolf in front of him, whose cheeks were flushed and who was shy and unable to contain himself.

Shyvana, who had been able to remain calm before, was now completely drawn into a strange mood by the man, and the wolf itself became somewhat odd.

"Where did this...fragrance come from on me?"

This was the first time she had ever heard a man say such a thing, so much so that her cheeks flushed red. Although she tried her best to remain calm, the wildly wagging tail behind her betrayed her.

What strange thing is this human saying?

Where did the fragrance come from?

And even if it has a fragrance, you shouldn't say it like that.

His gaze was off; the way he looked at me was becoming increasingly strange.

He's definitely thinking about that kind of thing...

Indeed, humanity is an evil being...

"There really is a faint fragrance. I guess you've been smelling it so much that you've gotten used to it and can't detect it."

Ron was all too familiar with this situation, because he had noticed that many women had a fragrance on them, but they themselves said they couldn't smell it.

I don't know if they really can't smell it, or if they're just being stubborn.

“Let’s go out then. I’ll take you to the back mountain. There’s a spiritual spring pool there.”

Feeling incredibly ashamed, Shyvana quickly changed the subject, not wanting to dwell on the matter any longer.

But I really can't smell any fragrance on my body.

Is this man just talking nonsense, trying to amuse himself, and does he even want it to smell good?

Sivana wasn't sure if the man in front of her was telling the truth or lying.

However, being stared at with that kind of gaze still made her delicate body tremble involuntarily.

"can."

Ron knew when to stop and didn't press the issue further, as it would be impolite to continue teasing him.

It might even ruin this somewhat ambiguous atmosphere.

Sometimes, you can't be too aggressive. A little teasing is enough to get the other person excited.

Continuing down this path might backfire and cause discomfort.

"Under normal circumstances, only the chieftain of the Ice Wolf Clan is allowed to enter this spirit spring pool."

When Shivana arrived at the spring, she stretched out her slender, white fingers and ran them across the water. Instantly, ripples spread across the clear, steaming spring.

It was as if the spring water itself was joyful at her touch.

"So, bringing me in today is a special case?"

Upon hearing this, Ron watched the little she-wolf's retreating figure with great interest.

It must be said that Shyvana is quite different from other female wolves.

First of all, her fur is pure white, looking flawless, as holy and radiant as the snow in early winter.

In addition, her skin was very fair and smooth, like solidified jade.

She was about 1.8 meters tall, with a slender figure and a pair of fair and delicate long legs that shimmered with golden light in the sunlight.

Her skin was soft and delicate, and she had a classic oval face that gave her a somewhat aloof air. But for some reason, her cheeks had been flushed since earlier, making one wonder what she was thinking, what her shyness and inner turmoil were.

"You could say that, after all, you are indeed a very special person to our Ice Wolf Clan."

As she spoke, Shyvana lifted her long legs and placed her fair, delicate feet into the warm spring water.

First, plump, pink toes, like cute little cherries, were submerged in the spring water, followed by the fair and slender insteps and the rosy soles.

Her feet were beautiful, with rounded and full toes, a rosy tint to the soles, and smooth, white, tender insteps, like white jade that made one's mouth water and want to hold them in one's hands and play with them carefully.

Then she submerged half her body in the spring water.

“Mr. Ron, you are the only human who can enter here.”

Shyvana looked up and smiled at the man in front of her.

Perhaps it was because Ron had said her room smelled nice and that she smelled good, that her mind was a little confused now.

As if possessed, I entered the spring.

"I am honored to enjoy the hot springs with you, the chieftain of the Ice Wolf Clan."

Ron strode into the spirit spring pool as if he knew it all too well, without any hesitation.

Because he knew that the Ice Wolf Clan was about to relocate, the spring here was no longer of much use, and it was time for it to make the most of its remaining energy.

“Mr. Ron, I didn’t invite you to come into the Spirit Spring.”

Upon seeing the man sitting next to her, and noticing his intense gaze upon her, Shyvana's delicate body, hidden underwater, trembled slightly.

Its fluffy, snow-white tail swayed back and forth behind it.

What a strange feeling.

Why did he go directly into the Spirit Spring Pool?

And none of them were done with my consent.

The man's gaze was as dazzling as the sun, and he was staring at me relentlessly.

This feeling...

"It's okay. I don't mind."

Ron licked his lips, revealing a smug, mischievous grin.

How could he possibly mind? The point is to catch people off guard.

Sometimes, the progression of feelings requires a bit of courage; it requires breaking through the other person's psychological defenses.

"But...I don't mind."

Shyvana really wanted to say that she minded, but then she thought that as the leader of her tribe, how could she mind such a thing?

She wanted to project a strong and composed image, so she said she didn't mind.

However, the spring pool is not very big, and if you sit facing each other, your feet will easily touch.

At this moment, Shyvana's pink toes, hidden in the water, twitched restlessly.

I'm so afraid of my feet touching a man's!

This feeling~

How strange~

Chapter 182 Shyvana's Exquisite Feet! A Close-Up Look!

"You really don't mind?"

Looking at the little she-wolf's rosy and shy face, Ron couldn't help but feel like teasing her.

Of course, he can't be entirely blamed for this.

Because Shyvana was so charming and alluring at that moment, it made one want to do those things without even realizing it.

Who would have thought that the seemingly aloof and arrogant Ice Wolf Clan Chief would have such a cute and shy side?

If I told anyone, probably no wolf would believe me.

But the facts are right in front of us.

"Of course, it's just soaking in the spiritual spring together, nothing special."

Sivana tried her best to calm herself down and appear composed so as not to seem strange.

But in reality, his heart was in turmoil, and the wolf had become somewhat strange.

This human has such a twisted sense of humor.

He must have realized his own embarrassment, which is why he kept saying those things.

This is truly incomprehensible...

If this guy didn't possess a magical potion that could revert the bloodline of the entire clan to its ancestral form and evolve all ice wolves into howling moon ice wolves, how could I possibly have endured it?