Finally Succeeded

In order not to face such agony, Muir had made himself work day and night. However, he still sank into the sweet agony today. He had no idea if he should feel regretful or thankful.

"It's windy here. Be careful not to catch a cold. Put on your clothing." Muir's voice was lower and hoarser than usual as if he was suppressing something.

Bai Qingqing looked at him with an innocent face, her feet dangling leisurely on the edge of the rock. "If I were to put on my clothing, I wouldn't be able to use it as a cushion to sit down. Come and hug me. Your wings are the warmest."

After saying that, she saw an obvious tent forming on Muir's animal skin skirt. She had tried to appear thick-skinned, but her face rapidly turned red.

Muir recalled how he had wrapped his wings around his beloved mate the other time so that she wouldn't feel cold despite being naked. Their bodies also underwent the most intimate behavior.