Raising a Fox Consort: The Cold Demonic Wang’s Sweet Love

I thought that I would live in the same room with the night ink, and the wine will be insomnia.

Who knows, when she just got on the warm soft bed, she immediately went to sleep, dreaming of Zhou Gong.

Compared to the well-satisfied soda wine, lying in the night on the big bed, I couldn’t help but slowly lean over my body. When I looked at it, I fell on the soft couch and fell asleep. The little family above.

Looking at the little family who are not far from themselves, who are asleep, I feel a little uncomfortable in the night.

I just saw that the little family was frozen outside the gallery. He was so pitiful and let him come in and sleep.

If it is someone else, he will naturally ignore it.

However, now, for the feeling of the present, the night ink is not annoying at all.

In the past, he liked to sleep alone, not to be disturbed.

Since the cute little fox suddenly broke into his life, his whole world has changed.

Every night, he has to hold the little fox to sleep.

However, since the little fox disappeared, he couldn't sleep all night.

Even if you fall asleep, in less than a moment, you will wake up and it is very difficult to fall back to sleep.

When he woke up, I saw the coldness of the room. The night of the cold only felt that my heart was empty, as if my heart was missing.

However, nowadays, I saw the little family who was sleeping asleep not far away, listening to the soft breathing of the little family, and from time to time, I could still hear him snoring.

Even so, the night is cold and cold.

Immediately, the black scorpion could not help but close it, and after a while, he fell into a dream...

......

There was no dream overnight, and when the wine was awakened, I only felt very comfortable.

The whole bed is warm, people want to stay in bed, do not want to get up.

After lazy and stretched out in the bed, the wine was pleasant and involuntarily, and the song came.

"Happiness, beautiful sheep, lazy sheep, boiling sheep, slow sheep, soft, red wolf, gray wolf... Don't look at me as a sheep, green grass because I became more fragrant, the sky because I became More blue, white clouds because I am soft, don't look at me as a sheep..."

When Sue Liquor is in a good mood, he can't help but sing the song of incomplete melody.

But forgot, she is not sleeping in her small room now.

Moreover, in the room, not only she is alone...

When the night cold wakes up and wakes up, what I hear is the five insufficiency in the ear, but full of happy and happy songs.

Hearing the words, the night of the cold cold heart could not help but be amazed, and then, the black scorpion with a little bit of sputum, looked through the tassels to the outside.

I saw that there was a little man on the pearwood couch, where he was lazy and relaxed.

The morning sun is always so flattering.

The golden sunlight slowly sprinkled through the carved window, softly sprinkled on the soft couch.

I saw that on the soft couch, a petite little man, like the same lazy kitten, stretched out there.

The black face of the big palm, although the eyes are still closed, however, the corners of the mouth, the eyebrows, are full of hidden smiles.

That smile, so happy, happy, splendid, makes the sun outside, as if to be eclipsed.

In the early morning, I saw such a bright and happy smile, letting the heart of the night cold, could not help but sigh.

Then, in my heart, as if to follow a sun, the whole person is warm...

I only feel that this morning's mood is exceptionally good.

It’s not too late to see the sky outside.

If it is in peacetime, the night of the cold winter has already gone up.

However, today, he actually slept until now to get up? !

Thinking of this, the night ink is really strange.

However, I think again yesterday, I have no dreams overnight, it is the little fox missing the best after sleeping.

No, it’s all because of the outside, just smiling, singing a little family of five-tone songs! ?

Just in the night when the night is doubtful.

At this moment, she was lazy and lazy, singing the wine of the singer of the singer, suddenly, feeling a burning gaze, falling on her body.

Feeling here, Su wine is doubtful.

Early in the morning, in her room, there was no one other than her.

Then, where is the burning gaze coming from! ?

Suddenly in my heart, Su wine can not help but slowly open a slightly embarrassing beauty.

I only feel the sun is shining, so I can't open my eyes for a while. I can only reach out to my face. After slowly adapting to the light at this moment, I slowly let go of the white softness.

However, when the sake of the wine was swept away and the surrounding environment was clearly seen, the whole person immediately became like a thunder, and the bang was completely shocked.

I saw that this is her room! ?

The gauze hangs down, the bead curtains hang, the landscape is hung on the wall, the ground is covered with flowers and woven carpets, and the various valuable antiques on both sides of the exhibition are on the side of the small copper stove, sandalwood...

Everything here is so familiar.

However, this room is not her, but the bedroom of the night!

Seeing this, Su wine wine was shocked, and suddenly it was time to react.

My heart is even more annoyed.

damn it!

I really slept too much, but I forgot myself but I slept in the bedroom of the night!

Thinking about myself, I actually opened the songs of the singer by the side of the door, and I don’t know if the night ink was heard! ?

For his own voice, in fact, Su wine is also self-aware.

In particular, she just woke up and sang freely, and she was also slamming the door, and it was really difficult to sing.

At that time she thought it was in her own room, so it doesn't matter.

If it is, the song of his own five incomplete voice, heard by others...

Think about it, the heart of Su wine is annoyed and embarrassed.

In my heart, I continue to pray, and don’t be heard by the night.

Otherwise, she just lost her face and went to her house.

As the Su wine continued to pray in his heart, his eyes could not be swept away and he looked toward the big bed.

Through the big red floor squatting, I saw the man on the big bed, and the man seemed to be still asleep, lying there quietly, not moving.

Seeing this, the high heart of Su wine liquor was finally dropped.

It seems that the night ink seems to have not woken up yet!

In this case, it is best.

Just as I thought about it in the heart of Su wine, suddenly, a voice with a lazy and hoarse voice came from the big bed.

"Small wine, wait for the king to wash it!"