Cub Raising Association Chapters 85+

Chapter 100

Chapter 100

Realizing that he was protected and the embrace he came into contact with seemed particularly tender, the cub tentatively sniffed the breath of the youth who was holding it.

The tribesmen of the Wek race were very keen on breath, and this keenness could reach the level of recording all the breath that they had ever felt, even the cubs also had this ability.

The breath of each person was equivalent to a label for the Weks, and there was no possibility of misidentification, so no matter what, any kind of disguise was meaningless in front of them.

In theory, he should be guarded against unfamiliar auras, but the cub who was careful after sniffing Xie Luan’s breath still didn’t move. How did Xie Luan hug it just now? What kind of posture was this cub in now?

Moving around when he couldn’t see may cause trouble to the person holding it, because the cub already understood this, this Wek cub behaved very peacefully.

In addition, there was also a sense of security in the embrace where he was held.

Holding the cub, Xie Luan felt the cub’s body temperature was as warm as a small stove.

When seeing the pair of eyes that had lost their luster on the face of the Wek cub, Xie Luan subconsciously held the cub closer to his arms, so that the cub could nest in his arms better.

As the cub couldn’t see anything, Xie Luan somehow felt a sense of familiarity with the lackluster eyes, and the cub’s image in front of him was completely different from another cold and icy image in his memory but they slowly overlapped each other.

“Ain…?” Reminiscing, Xie Luan unconsciously pronounced the name in a low voice.

Before when he went to another parallel world line, Xie Luan had seen a Wek who was also blind on Ya Yi’s Ark. That person was one of the high-level personnel in the Ya Yi army. Xie Luan was escorted by soldiers at first. When he arrived at the main hall of the Ark Ship, they saw each other.

The cub in his arms opened his tarnished eyes. In Xie Luan’s memory, Ain kept his eyes closed. Although he had never seen the other person open his eyes, Xie Luan felt that those eyes should be very beautiful. Even if there was no brilliance, they must be beautiful.

Like the keen sense of breath, the hearing of the Wek was far superior to that of many races. It was very good. Because he could not see, the Wek cub was even more sensitive to sound and being touched.

Hearing an unfamiliar but clear and pleasant voice whispering his name in a soft voice, the cub moved his ears slightly, turned his head slightly, and pointed his eyes closer to the source of the sound, and then involuntarily responded to the voice.

“Wang Wu.”

The voice was very short, and because it was a cub, it sounded very immature.

Even if he couldn’t see, he kept his eyes on the place where the sound was coming from. When he felt a warm palm touching him from the top of his head to his back, the Wek cub passively accepted it, but after a while he would become careful again and re-smell the breath of the stranger holding him.

As long as the Wek perceived the breath once, it could form a permanent record. If the second sniffing behavior was performed after the breath had been recorded, it meant that the Wek did not have an annoyed attitude towards the person whose breath he was sniffing.

In the same way, if a Wek sniffs the breath of the same object multiple times, this was an expression of love among the Weks.

Because he liked and loved deeply, he would constantly and repeatedly perceive the breath of the other party. This breath would be the most special for this Wek, and it would always be different to him from everyone else.