Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Bai Zhen's face turned red.

She lifted the quilt a little and found that she had already changed clothes.

The undershirt is a Luo skirt, which is covered with a thin layer of veil.

It should have been replaced by Yuan Li, right? she thinks.

If it was Xiaoyue, she would definitely clean up this mess.

She looked at the scattered clothes on the ground, and as if remembering something, she bent down on her sore body, and reached out and rummaged for a while.

Immediately after a sudden movement, he lifted a piece of clothing with his fingers, revealing the clay figurine that had been smashed in half.

Bai Zhen picked it up and sighed regretfully.

Dropped one yesterday and even the only one left was shattered.

She turned the clay figure around.

The one in her hand was pinched like her.

Then the one that dropped yesterday...

It's his.

Bai Zhen put away the two halves of the clay figurines.

If it's broken like this, it can't be given away any more.

She slumped back on the bed and watched the shackles on her wrists for a moment in the sunlight.

...Looking at a thin layer, the workmanship is exquisite, but it is really strong...

Bai Zhen was there for a long time, but she just couldn't get it open.

She moved her wrist.

The broken skin was carefully smeared with medicine last night, but now it is only slightly red.

The chain was long enough for her to reach the door.

Bai Zhen struggled to the ground.

Just as his feet touched the ground, the door opened.

The young man held a bowl of steaming porridge in his hand. He didn't seem to expect that she had woken up. He was slightly startled, and then smiled, "I just wanted to wake you up, come and taste the porridge I just boiled."

The young man was in good spirits today, his mood was obviously much better, and he even spoke a little more gently.

Bai Zhen watched him approach, took a seat, then scooped up a spoonful of porridge to cool her lips and handed it to her mouth.

"Come on, let's eat."

The girl looked down at the spoonful of porridge, but didn't move.

She raised her eyes, looked at him calmly, then raised her hand, showing the shackles on her hand, her voice was light, "Yuanli, what's going on?"

There was a small smile on the boy's face, and the sunlight plated a layer of light gold on his face, which was very beautiful.

He raised the spoon in his hand closer and pressed it against her lips, "Come, drink porridge first, and then talk when you're full."

Bai Zhen still didn't move.

The teenager couldn't resist her, put down the bowl, "As you can see."

Bai Zhen stretched out her hand, "I don't like to carry this."

The teenager laughed.

He stretched out his hand and pinned the blue silk on her cheek to the back of her ear. That movement seemed very gentle, as if she was treating the most precious treasure with care, but there was a light that was almost paranoid in the bottom of his eyes.

"To be honest, I don't like it either.

But who told you to always think about running away?

I thought that by locking your infuriating energy so that you could not use your immortal power, you would always know your whereabouts.

I thought I would make up an excuse to tell you that Zhao Ye left you alone, so that you could stay by my side in peace.

I thought you would miss your ten-year relationship with me, remember what you promised, and stay by my side for the rest of your life. "

The young man paused, his coquettish eyes fixed on her, and the corners of his eyes fainted with a hint of coldness and determination.

"But you always, always wanted to run away from me. So—"

He put his jaw on his hand, tilted his head and smiled.

"That's why you can't get away unless you are firmly **** in this way."

There was a look of surprise on the girl's face, and disappointment and indifference appeared in her clear eyes.

She frowned, her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just sighed, "I should have thought of that."