The way home is very short, and it will arrive soon. Hui Ling put the little white wolf on his bed, picked up the medicine cabinet in his closet and helped the little white wolf wipe the wound. The little white wolf slowly raised his eyes and looked around. In a very humble house, there are only some ordinary tables, chairs and cabinets. But it is also very concise. The little white wolf stared at Hui Ling. He carefully handled the wound on his leg that was injured by other hunters' traps. His clean face, gentle eyes and long eyelashes fluttered like wings. Hui Ling felt someone watching him, inadvertently raised his head and looked at the small white Wolf's dark and deep eyes. After watching for a long time, Hui Ling seemed to hear his heart beating faster and faster, and a touch of Xia Hong dyed his flat face red. A bird singing outside the door instantly eased the embarrassing atmosphere. He immediately got up and turned his back, muttering repeatedly in his heart, why is his heart beating so fast? The other is a little male wolf. When he got up, he must not have noticed that the little white wolf turned his head and raised his mouth.