My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

There is snow piled on the eaves, which is reflected in the moonlight.

Yan Conling only glanced briefly, and then found a touch of white among the bare branches that blended into the snow behind him. It formed a ball and huddled quietly at the highest point.

"Lou Qixue, went home."

she shouted.

The figure hidden behind the tree trunk moved, and a pointed fox ear was the first to poke out. Unlike its snow-white fur, it was dyed with the pink of spring cherry blossoms.

His voice was pleasant, as cold as snow, "Why, your friend has already been sent away?"

"Yes, so come down quickly." The girl came over, stood under the tree, and knocked the bowl in her hand twice.

"I brought you sweet glutinous rice balls, come down and eat them."

But the fox on the tree didn't understand him well, and his hair exploded, "Yan Conngling! I'm not a dog!"

This is how she does it every time she feeds the big yellow dog at home, and she habitually taps the rim of the bowl a few times. Then the stupid dog would wag its tail into a flower and run towards her without hesitation.

How could he be like a stupid dog?

She thought so, but her body immediately jumped from the tree into her arms.

The girl's arms are warm and soft.

His arms were lightly bound, but he did not reject him. He only cleared a space on the snow-falling steps and sat down.

She took the bowl of sweet glutinous rice balls and asked, "It's still hot. Do you want to eat it?"

"eat."

The little fox in her arms suddenly turned into a man in white, his tall figure half-bent on her lap, one hand lightly supported by her side, and he took the bowl of sweet glutinous rice balls.

The sweet and sour taste of hawthorn fills your teeth.

Not to mention the dissatisfaction tonight, even the inner demons hidden deep in my heart don't seem so heavy anymore.

He was always like this, as long as she gave a little bit of charity, he would be easily coaxed...

Even if the resentment when he was killed in his previous life turned into inner demons, when he saw her again, all his psychological defenses would still fall apart and he would be defeated.

"Why did you look like that just now?" Yan Conngling still remembered those flying tiger beasts.

Lou Qixue's true identity is currently known only to a few of their Yunshan disciples.

Although there are good and bad demons, there is a huge difference between humans and demons, and people will still be frightened.

This feeling is probably like knowing that a tiger is next to you. Even if the animal trainer repeatedly emphasizes that he will not hurt anyone, he will still be afraid.

As a demon catcher, it would be harmful rather than beneficial for her to let the news out that the person next to her was the demon king.

"There are other women here." Lou Qixue gave her a spoonful. His movements were very natural, and it didn't look like it was the first time he had done this. "Being alone and alone is not good for my reputation."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Yan Conling nearly choked to death on the rice dumpling.

He put the bowl down and patted her back quickly, "Why are you eating in such a hurry?"

"You're a man, you're a fox..." Yan Conling's face turned red from being choked, "What do you want with these things?"

Zhou Ningyu didn't feel that she was at a disadvantage.

Why is he more sophisticated than everyone else?

But after all, he was the one who left him behind. Seeing that he looked like he was getting angry again, Yan Conling hurriedly stepped forward to save him and said, "Stop talking about this, let's go back quickly."

...

When the big yellow dog came up happily, Lou Qixue was still holding the soy sauce bones he bought from the street along the way.

He never had a good attitude towards this dog, but he kept it three times a day and kept it smooth and smooth.

Beasts are simple-minded and will kiss whomever they feed.

It waggled its tail and followed enthusiastically, not even looking at the young man's face, which was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Yan Conling entered the room first.

A soothing sachet mixed with herbs hangs beside the tent. Its smell is light and bitter, making people feel calm.

The clothes that she had changed out of in a hurry in the morning and were piled haphazardly on the desk were long gone. Without even thinking, she knew they had been neatly stacked and put away in the closet. The bedding on the bed has also been changed, it is fluffy and soft, it is this year's new cotton...

The lamp was on, and she sat there with her head down, unable to see her expression clearly.

After a long while, he finally raised his eyes.

But he suddenly faced the cluster of red plums in the white jade vase on the window sill, as bright as a cinnabar blood mole, piercing in unexpectedly.

Yan Conling averted his eyes. The next moment, the door was pushed open. Yin Hong burst into his eyes, burning like fire.

The most beautiful thing in the world is right next to your pillow.

The man closed the door lightly and patted the fine snow on his clothes. Seeing that she didn't make a sound and was sitting there unusually quiet, I couldn't help but become nervous, "What's wrong?"

"nothing……"

The girl shook her head.

It is similar to the hot and dry symptoms caused by poison, spreading from the mouthpiece for no reason. But she was certain that the love poison in her body had not broken out and her thoughts were clear.

The belt was untied between slender fingers, the outer robe fell off, and he walked over wearing only a snow-white undershirt.

Seeing that she was still sitting upright in the middle, he reached out and moved her inside.

Then, he lifted the quilt and lay down.

"Go to sleep."

Yan Conngling also lay down.

The lights went out, and the tent fell into silent darkness. The restlessness was still wandering around. She leaned against Lou Qixue and suddenly realized, "You are not very warm tonight."

Warm is actually still warm.

But there are differences between quilts and heaters.

She thought about it carefully, and it seemed that he looked a little pale at the Li family's noodle stall.

"Because of the sword spike?"

"Well..." Lou Qixue responded vaguely, his voice hazy above his head.

The fox ears and nine tails were released, and a blanket was wrapped around her as furry as a blanket. The man lowered his head into her arms, took her hand, and placed it on her specially drooped ears.

"Is this a little warmer?"

There was a smile in the girl's eyes.

The continuous warmth and softness on her fingertips made her involuntarily tighten her grip.

The person next to her arms seemed to be stunned, "Just touch it, don't pinch it..."

Yan Conngling obeyed and let go.

The foxtail blanket had a remarkable effect. She curled up, and her legs and feet seemed to have accidentally touched something...

hiss.

There was a slender hand under the quilt, holding the slender ankle. Lou Qixue's voice was suppressed and hoarse, "Be calm and don't move..."

Be calm...

The familiar words reminded both of them of the confusion in the Huo family's woodshed...

We usually lay together like this and didn't feel anything. But tonight, she didn't know if she suddenly realized his beauty, but she felt something was wrong.

She didn't respond and her body was hot.

Lou Qixue was stunned for a moment and hurriedly opened her face to see, "Is the poison coming out again..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was softness covering his lips in the darkness.

His heartbeat increased, and the blood in his body seemed to be flowing backwards at this moment, making him dizzy.

"Cong Ling?"

He whispered uncertainly.

The girl's fingertips have landed on the tips of the white fox's ears again, "There are no poisonous hairs."

Lou Qixue stopped sleeping and sat up.

The tent is dark and the fragrance is light and elegant. As he leaned over, he trapped the girl in his arms. The vertical pupils unique to beasts shone dimly, hinting at aggression.

When she spoke, she was pitiful, like a little daughter-in-law who had been neglected for many years and was full of grievances.

"This is the first time you took the initiative to kiss me..."

The first time in two lifetimes, a simple kiss without any other elements.