C2475 Trace of Yang Inflammation(9)

"Wow!" As if in a nightmare, Werewolf Youth jumped out of bed.

It was already late into the night. In the darkness, his wife Lianyin was lying beside the bed.

"Eh …?" "Waked up by the sound made by Bedivere when he woke up, Lianyin rubbed his eyes lazily." What's wrong, darling …? Have you had a nightmare? "

"Eh, um …" Werewolf Youth snorted, and then let out a long breath