After the smoke signal was lit, a straight column of smoke rose.
The three of them, who were looking around for Huanhuan, saw the smoke and immediately rushed in the direction of it.
The closest was Shuang Yun.
The Silvery Frost White Wolf passed through the forest like lightning and rushed out of the bushes, bringing with him many falling leaves. He jumped and pounced on Lin Huanhuan, licking her cheek with his wet tongue.
There were fine barbs on his tongue, and they tickled Huanhuan. Her delicate fair face quickly turned red.
She pushed the wolf off her. "It hurts."
The Silvery Frost White Wolf retracted his tongue and looked down at her face. He carefully called her name. "Huanhuan."
He suspected he was dreaming.
Huanhuan hugged his neck and nuzzled his furry face. "It's me. I'm back."