1087 I Want To Return To The Ocean

Regarding the fact that Gu Mengmeng kept calling him little shit—his earlier resistance had melted into a niggling irritation, which had now further faded into something he was already used. A person capability for acceptance was truly limitless.

Sometimes, Wabei even felt that when Gu Mengmeng called him by his real name, he would feel a bizarre sense of anxiety and guilt, as if he was caught doing something bad.

He wrapped his snake tail around the huge tree and followed Gu Mengmeng back home, dragging it with him. Wabei was a fifth-level snake beast and a highly-revered figure anywhere he went—but he had been relegated to being a transport worker for this little girl. Nevertheless, he felt more comfortable being ordered around by Gu Mengmeng than being worshiped by others. Tsk, a natural-born slave.

Wabei kept grumbling to himself as he dragged that tree back for Gu Mengmeng.