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

After washing the little fox, she took a quick shower herself.

Both of them were covered in moisture and buried themselves in bed.

Yan Congling moved the lamp, rested his face on one hand, and lay on the quilt with a pen in the other.

Due to her position, in order to facilitate fighting, she did not grow her hair very long, almost past her shoulders. Usually it is always tied up with a red hair rope, and only at night or after bathing will it be spread out like it is now, softly attached to the shoulders and back.

The girl's face has soft outlines, and her eyebrows appear warmer and softer under the lamp. She is as beautiful as the most exquisite fabrics made by the embroiderers in the water town.

It is this kind of gentle knife that is the most deadly.

During this rare moment of relaxation, she wrote in the booklet——

The second stage: Afraid of water, easily shy, understanding the differences between men and women.

As soon as she stopped writing, a furry head came from under her arm. The little fox blinked his big glassy eyes.

"I'm clean and smell good, so can you hold me and sleep with me tonight?"

Brushing away the snow-white ears touching her face, Yan Conling smiled and said, "Okay."

Very nice.

There is no reason to refuse.

Unable to hide his excitement, the little fox squeezed over, touched the hollow of his neck, rubbed it twice and suddenly asked, "How did I get to be with you?"

Yan Congling paused.

Realizing this question is probably like a child asking his parents where he comes from.

However, is it a little late for him to ask this at this stage?

But he still used the standard response, "I picked you up. No one felt sorry for you when they saw you that day, so I kindly picked you up."

The little fox seemed to have extraordinary trust in her.

Hearing this, he immediately raised his ears and widened his eyes.

Yan Conling counted down silently in her heart, three, two, one... her collarbone felt hot. It was the expected golden beans, and they were free of charge.

"I, I will be very obedient, don't let me go..."

He seems to be very sensitive to the word abandonment and cannot even mention it. So, even if it was just a joke, I had a nightmare in the second half of the night.

When Yan Conling finally realized this, the hazy night had passed. She slept a little deeply, and she always felt like there was something heavy on her body.

When I woke up and opened my eyes, I was faced with a face that was so delicate that I could not tell the difference between male and female.

The young man had a pair of white fluffy fox ears on his head. He lay in front of her and slept uneasily. Even in his sleep, his brows were furrowed, and his long and curly eyelashes seemed to be housing two swallowtail butterflies, casting faint shadows under his eyelids...

There are still tears in the corners of his eyes, the cinnabar is like blood, fragility and glamor are mixed together.

Even though the age is wrong, with this face that is quite familiar and pretty. Yan Conling still recognized that this was her cheap husband who had rejuvenated his youth.

However, he should be entering his teenage years now.

Although the age calculation of the demon clan is different, based on his appearance, she guessed that he was about sixteen years old, and he looked two or three years younger than her.

"Ling'er..."

Perhaps she had been staring for a little too long, and the boy slowly woke up. The pitiful fox eyes that were there yesterday are still the same today. It’s still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste.

But one so big now could crush her to death.

Yan Conling patted his arm and said with difficulty, "Get up quickly."

Seeing that she was so suppressed that she couldn't even breathe when she spoke, the young man's ears turned red and he hurriedly sat up from her.

"Can you retract your ears?" Yan Conling pointed at the pair of trembling fox ears.

The clothes are thin, and the belt is loose after sleeping all night. The color of snow can be seen at the neckline, which is exquisite and clear. He hurriedly looked away, not daring to take another look. I am already thin-skinned, especially young people.

"T-I can't take it back..."

"Can't you take it back?" Yan Conling had already stood up and put on his clothes, and said without looking back, "Since I can change back to human form, I will send you to Lingcheng today."

Under the mist of the morning light, Lou Qixue's face instantly turned white.

"I don't want to go. As promised, I will always stay with you."

The young man is more straightforward and frank. Compared with the forbearance and thinking later, everything he has now is clearly written on his face.

"I only keep little foxes who can't transform. Those who can't transform can still be called beasts, but those who can transform..." Yan Conling remained unshakable, and the bright red hair rope on her white fingertips was circled The soft hair is wrapped in a circle, as if to contain those compassionate hearts.

"It's a demon."

The young man's eyes were red and he stared at her blankly, unable to say a word.

"Go to Lingcheng." Yan Conling took the sword and stopped looking at him. "I will visit you every month as agreed before."

She pushed the door open, but before she could step out, she was pushed back by the sudden force on her waist.

Even though he was just a teenager, Qi Xiu was still taller than her.

Unlike the sense of oppression brought by being tall in adulthood, youth is more like a menacing fire that can burn everything.

The angle of looking up was more aggressive. Yan Conling looked at the beautiful eyes that were raised so close, pressed her back against the door panel, and asked quietly.

"What are you going to do?"

He said nothing, just stared at her.

I don’t remember any previous agreement, I just heard the words “see you later.” There seems to be something burning in my bones, urgent but helpless...

"Come on, anything else to say?"

Nothing could disturb Yan Conling's noble heart, so she stretched out her hand to push her away, "It's going to be time soon. I have to enter the palace with Uncle Li and the others today..."

His cheek was suddenly clasped by a sharp-jointed hand, and all the rest of his words were blocked.

He had gathered strength this time, and his knuckles turned white when he bumped into it. Yan Conling frowned, and could even taste the faint sweet smell.

The breaths are entwined, and the young people's affection is passionate and unstoppable. His arms and tail were so tight that her bones hurt. Clasping the door panel behind her with both hands, Yan Congling was unable to retreat, with only one thought in her mind.

This vixen was indeed lying to her.

What she said before about her being the only one clearly meant that this was a blank sheet of paper that should be green.

Only dry chewing.

"Look at me, look at me..."

The boy's arms were hot, and he cried while kissing her. His whole body was trembling, fierce but pitiful. Delicate joy and inexplicable resentment seeped out from between the bones, and his body had the most instinctive dependence and fascination with her.

Tears flowed down the slender neck and kept sliding into the crook of the neck, which was a bit burning. Yan Conngling moved his fingertips, but still couldn't push him away.

At this time tomorrow, he will already be in Lingcheng... What is she arguing with a fox that has no brain?

After a long while, the young man finally let go, his eyes filled with red peach blossoms.

Chaos and confusion.

On the other hand, Yan Conling still looked the same except for her red lips and messy hair.

Slowly wiping away the trace of blood from the corner of her mouth, she asked expressionlessly.

"Is this what you did to your ancestors?"

(End of this chapter)