Because he seemed to have found a way to amuse himself, the white bear now stood next to a large tree inside the villa, continuously bumping his body against it.
However, judging by the bruises of blue and purple on the white bear's face, and his expression full of silent resentment, it seemed to reveal a few things.
Apparently, the white bear was not willingly consenting to bump against the tree here.
"When is the boss finally coming?"
With a body like a towering iron pagoda, the white bear kept hitting the tree, but his face was filled with the kind of silent resentment typical of a little girl, as if he had been bullied by someone. And at the same time, he kept muttering under his breath.
It seemed as though the white bear feared producing a loud noise that could provoke an unfortunate reaction, so he didn't dare to raise his voice and could only mutter softly.
