Shengqing came back to his senses. With a sweep of his long arm, he pulled Su Yu into his embrace, burying his head in the crook of her neck. He inhaled her scent and sighed in contentment. "Yu Yu..."
Su Yu, sitting on his firm, warm thighs, leaned back slightly. Cupping his face with both hands, she furrowed her delicate brows and asked with concern, "What's been going on with you lately? You seem so distracted."
"Oh, and where's Yujing? Why haven't I seen him around recently?"
The last time she saw Yujing was when she discovered she was pregnant with their cub. After that, she rarely saw him come out.
She actually missed him quite a bit.
Shengqing looked at Su Yu, his eyes dark and shadowed. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Su Yu's heart sank. A faint, terrible premonition rose within her. She struggled to remain calm, her voice strained as she asked, "Did something... happen to Yujing?"
