However, werewolves also have their own unique understanding of sleep. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Werewolves are very flexible in their understanding of sleep, and their habits are often derived from those of humans and vampires.

Werewolves actually prefer night during the day, much like vampires. However, the difference between werewolves and vampires is that sometimes, they really need sleep, just as humans need sleep, and sleep is also indispensable for wolves.

If the meaning of vampire's sleep is just pretending, then the meaning of sleep for those of the wolf clan is almost the same as that of humans, and they are all for the purpose of satisfying physical needs.

However, the only difference between wolves and humans in the way they sleep is the time.

In strict accordance with the laws of the stars and moons in this world, human beings have chosen to sleep at night and work during the day. Werewolves, on the other hand, are their elite crowd that generally works at night and rests during the day.

It's a bit of the same thing as vampires.

At night, werewolves work to improve their skills and abilities. As werewolves increase in their skills, they will create more wealth and magic than humans to reap their harvest in the land.

Therefore, compared to humans, werewolves are more magical.

However, for those werewolf children, the werewolves still let them choose to rest at night and play during the day.

"Lyle, it's dawn now. I'm feeling a little sleepy. "The little werewolf beside me yawned. Some eyes looked at me with tears in their eyes.

"Since you're tired, you might as well rest for a while." I said to the little werewolf.

"Okay, Lyle, since you let me rest, then I'll rest." The little werewolf was not polite, and when I said this, he yawned again.

"Where do you rest? Yellowish? "Now, looking around, I see that this is all a forest, and there is no place to rest.

Just as I was wondering about this, I heard the little werewolf say to me, "Lyle, you come with me, and it is a very pleasant thing for us to go to our palace and rest there." After the little werewolf said this, without waiting for me to answer, he immediately took my hand and walked forward.

I was pulled by the little werewolf, but I couldn't break free.

The little werewolf looked thin, but his strength was surprisingly great. I was dragged by him almost all the way to trot, and soon, after a few narrow paths, I saw several houses among the trees.

This house seems to be a little cold when described as a palace, but when the little werewolf saw this house, the blooming expression on his face showed that he was very happy.

"Lyle, this is it, no one has ever been here but me. Lyle, you're the first to set foot on this land. The little werewolf said happily.

"That's an honor." I replied, to be honest, to be the first to come to this place, although whether I came voluntarily or not, but this generous gift, it still looks good.

"Come on, Lyle, it's cozy here, and I promise you won't want to get up again while you're lying on my big bed." The little werewolf pulled me forward with a brisk pace.

In this way, following in the footsteps of the little werewolf, I also quickly walked into the outermost room.

When I entered the house, to be honest, I was disappointed.

If these rooms look simple from the outside, then, seeing the little werewolf's excited expression, I can almost infer that everything in this room must be very warm and beautiful.

But I didn't expect that when I just walked into this first room, I was Wang Tou.

There was almost nothing in the room except for a large bed, and in one corner of the room lay a small chair that was so small that it almost fit a child. From the size of this chair, it can be inferred that this place was already playing here when the yolk was a child. But, obviously, he's just playing here alone, which is really a bit lonely.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little sympathetic for the little werewolf in front of me.

After the little werewolf walked into the room, the expression on his face looked much more relaxed. If on weekdays, he always looks happy and heartless, then now, he looks like he has a happy and warm expression on his face. It seems that he really loves this place.

However, it really doesn't have any attraction for me.

"All right, Lyle, sit down as you please," the little werewolf was completely relaxed as soon as he entered the room, and he went to the edge of the bed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and, with that, lay down on all fours. "There are quite a few houses here, Lyle, and if you'd like to visit, then go and take a look." The little werewolf snored as he spoke, and before he could finish speaking.

I looked at the little werewolf lying on the bed and was speechless.

I stood in this room for a few moments, and when I felt a little depressed as I listened to the dull snoring of the little werewolf, I walked around the room, and after a few moments I looked at the little werewolf who looked like a little pig, and finally I decided to walk around the room.

I walked over to the door, gently pushed it open, and walked out.

Originally, the little werewolf and I had entered the house through the night, but now, when I walked out, I found that the sky outside had lit up slightly.

The air outside was somewhat fresh. It looked like it was a sunny day, and everything looked wonderful.

The little werewolf's manor, now hidden in a wood, seems to give the place a mysterious feeling.

Walking out of the room, I let out a long breath and was about to walk around.

Around the room where the little werewolf slept, several rooms were arranged very compactly. Those rooms are not much different from where I am standing now, and they all look very inconspicuous. I walked towards a room next to where I was standing.

The doors of these rooms are closed, but they are not locked, so you can go to the door and push it hard.

I walked over to a nearby door and pushed it open. The curtains were drawn in the room, and it looked very warm. However, the house is a little bleak no matter how you look at it. As I walked inside, I saw something shining through the cracks in the wall, and following the light, I saw a pearl of the night.