In the air, there was the faint scent of another male having been here.
'Who was here? And who hurt her?'
Ye Linyuan was about to ask again when Jiang Qingli suddenly scrambled out of his arms. "I'm not hurt."
She spoke a little quickly, rushing to run outside without even putting on her shoes.
Ye Linyuan's gaze swept past her reddened ear tips as he sneered inwardly.
'I was only gone for a few minutes, and some other lowly creature took the opportunity to sneak in?'
'Who could it be that she's protecting like this?'
'That white-haired fox demon? The ugly black dragon? Or that big-chested, brainless idiot husband?'
A fierce jealousy surged in his chest. Without another word, Ye Linyuan grabbed her hand and pulled the girl into his lap, her bare feet landing on his tail.
Jiang Qingli struggled, but he gripped her by the wrist.
"You're hurt. I can smell blood."
Ye Linyuan explained with cautious patience and moved to check her.
