Fine, you win again.
Chang was delighted. Hearing those words, all the worries that had been weighing on his heart melted away, leaving behind nothing but warmth and quiet happiness.
"Thank you… for giving me a chance." His voice was low, almost trembling. He spread his arms and pulled the petite figure into his embrace, holding him close as if he was some fragile treasure.
I won't disappoint you again... I promise.
"Alright, let go." Xie Fang chuckled softly, tapping his back. "I can't breathe properly."
The panther beastman didn't respond. He was too immersed in the moment—afraid that if he loosened his grip, the person in his arms would disappear again.
So instead of releasing, his hold tightened, his arms wrapping even more firmly around the smaller body.
"What are you doing?!"
