Chapter 1088 - : Muir, Don’t Leave (2) (2/2)

But Muir… It had to be him. She was extremely conflicted when being treated like that.

She had no idea what feelings she had toward him. Because there were too many varying feuds mixed in this.

She owed Muir too much and had gratitude toward him. However, Muir had applied too much sinister and ruthless means toward Curtis, making her too angry. With so much emotional interference, her true feelings toward Muir had been shrouded by a layer of fog that she couldn’t tell.

Bai Qingqing only knew at the moment they became mates, she was extremely enraged and disappointed. She couldn’t believe that Muir would do this to her.

She even thought that it wouldn’t matter who this person was, but she hoped that it wouldn’t be Muir.

Thinking about this, her feelings toward Muir were no longer as simple as before.

Muir almost lost his life in order to save Curtis. Bai Qingqing’s rage toward him then instantly dissipated. She was no longer angry toward the fact that they had become mates and only felt thankful.

Thankfully, they had become mates. Otherwise, Muir would really be gone.

Bai Qingqing was struck with realization, breaking into a gentle smile. She got up and put on a slightly thinner animal skin clothing and walked toward the sleeping black eagle while wearing her bear paw slippers.

The eagle’s feathers were dried up, and there was a layer of charred black on them. He also had a charred scent coming from him. It was just that he was black, to begin with, and it was hard to tell how badly he was burned.

Bai Qingqing touched a chunk of charred feathers with her fingers, and, with a gentle pinch, they were crushed into ashes, dying a layer of black on her fingers.

“You’ve been burned so badly. Will you still be able to fly in the future?” Bai Qingqing said worriedly, sniffing her finger. An even more intense burned smell darted into her nose, causing her to choke and snuff out.

At this moment, the black eagle’s wings moved slightly. Bai Qingqing was tossing her head and didn’t notice this. Her gaze landed on the black eagle once again and said, “You look just like a roast chicken.”