The woman sighed, squatted down, and hugged the little fox into her arms, while stroking its soft fur and praising its beauty.
"Such a beautiful little fox, have you just been born? Hey, I remember you seem to be the little fox that stays with this gentleman, right?"
As she was speaking, she looked up to find Logan also looking in her direction.
Their gazes met.
One was baffled, the other resigned.
Logan looked at the little fox nestled in the woman's arms, who seemed quite content, and reached out his hand to it.
"Come here, we need to leave."
But the little fox shrank back, not only ignoring its owner's command but also snuggling deeper into the woman's embrace.
The little fox had always followed Logan, living the rough and rugged life of a man.
However, it hadn't expected that, upon meeting a sweet-smelling, soft woman, it would become so enamored with the sensation it had never experienced before, as well as her warm embrace, that it even ignored its master's words.