There were many things in Ethan Bai's house that Hunter Lang had placed there specially to declare his territory, including clothes and daily necessities. Hunter Lang changed into pajamas and sat on the edge of the bed. He put Ethan Bai, who was in the form of a rabbit, on his lap and combed his hair with a small pet brush.
In June, the twice-a-year large-scale molting activity began. Hunter Lang combed the hair for more than ten times, and a lot of clean white hair accumulated in the fine teeth of the comb. Hunter Lang carefully pulled the hair off the comb teeth, gently massaged Ethan Bai from head to toe with the strength of touching a cloud, and then combed it for the second time.
Ethan Bai had not enjoyed such treatment for many years. His body was extremely relaxed, and he lay flatter and flatter, until he almost turned into a thin rabbit blanket. He felt the wolf's claws scratching his soft fur non-stop, and he felt extremely relieved.
He drooped his ears and turned his head to look at Hunter Lang. His eyes, which were always sharp and piercing like needles, revealed a rare docility and calmness when he looked at Ethan Bai.
I don't know when it started, but in front of Ethan Bai, he also took off his sharp teeth and claws on another level. The unruly male wolf was willing to be a loyal large dog beside the person he loved.
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