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

At this moment, the night is cold, and the score is being carefully reviewed. Nothing is heard. Only a pleasant laughter is heard, and it is slowly passed from far away.

Hearing the words, the night of the cold face can not help but a doubt.

I only feel that this pleasant laughter is so familiar, and, listening to this pleasant laughter, people's mood can not help but follow a warm.

Ever since, the night ink could not help but turn his head slowly, looking at the source of the laughter.

Through the carved window, I saw that a small family was sitting on the ground under a big tree not far from him.

In the arms of the little family, he was holding a white tiger.

The little white tiger, at the moment, is constantly licking the palm of the little family, and teasing the little family, it is even more laughing.

That black face, stretched, smiled eyes bent.

The smile on the face is even more fragrant, beautiful!

People look at it and feel warm.

There is also a silver bell-like laughter, as if the wind blows the bead curtain, pleasing to the ear.

For a long time, I have never heard such a crisp laugh.

In my heart, I have never been so warm for a long time.

Ever since the cute little fox left him, he only felt that day after day.

However, since this little family was around him, he discovered that his originally dark world gradually began to restore its original color.

Looking at the little family who are playing with the little white tiger under the tree, the petite and thin figure, and the bright and moving smile, seeing this, the night is cold and the heart is moving.

Immediately, when you stand up, then pick up a piece of rice paper and lay it flat on the table.

Then, I picked up a brush and painted it on the rice paper...

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At the same time, on the other side, the wine is playing with the little white tiger.

After I came back to God, I found out that I had been playing outside for so long.

I thought about the purpose of my own outing, but in order to make cakes for the night!

Thinking of this, Su wine is annoyed in my heart, and I can't help but pat my own back of the head, and the eyebrows are all annoying.

Standing at the side of the night, I saw this, and the brow suddenly groaned and asked.

"You are stupid!? Good end, how come you suddenly!"

Looking at the little family in front of me, suddenly hitting my forehead, the strength is not small! Seeing this, in the heart of the night ink, suddenly there is a hint of distress.

For the mind of Night Moyu, Su wine does not know.

At this moment, she was putting down the little white tiger stuck in her arms, and then she reached out and patted the dirt and grass on her body. The red lips opened and said anxiously.

"Well, the slaves have forgotten, but they just wanted to make cakes for the princes to eat. Now it’s been time to play, and I don’t know if Wang is hungry! The minions are now going to hurry to make pastries again."

As soon as Sue Liquor said, he bent over and picked up the things that had just been smashed on the ground.

Before leaving, I couldn't help but bend over and touched the little white tiger's furry little head.

"Little white, see you next time."

Su wine wine opening, looking at the eyes of the little white tiger, is even more gentle.

On the side of the night, Yu Yu, I feel that I am being left out.

Unexpectedly, in the eyes of this little family, he is not as good as a little white tiger!

瞧This little family is so fond of this little white tiger. Before leaving, I still don’t forget to touch and touch the head of Xiaobaihu’s head. The two are separated from each other, but they let the night ink see it. My heart is not very tasteful. .

The red lips were slightly stunned, and the night ink could not help but sigh.

I want to come, I can't bring this little white tiger here again, or else, as long as this little white tiger is in, the eyes of this little family will only fall on this little white tiger.

Just in the mind of the night ink, I don’t know about the spirit of the night ink.

At the moment, she was carrying the things that were snoring and was walking towards the kitchen.

Thinking about it, I have to cook some cakes and juices for the night to eat.

I thought to myself, after the wine returned to the kitchen, the wine was quickly busy.

After much busy, Su wine finally re-does some pastry juice, and then hurried back to the study.

As soon as the beauty was lifted, I saw that the man was still sitting there, holding a brush and carefully reading the seal.

On the beautiful face, the look is still the same, as if she had never noticed her departure.

Seeing this, the wine was not relieved, and then the pastry on the hand was gently placed on the table.

"Wang Ye, let's use some pastries! And this is fresh orange juice, made with fresh orange, which is very helpful for the body!"

As soon as the wine is spoken, the pastry juice on the hand is placed one by one.

I was sitting there, carefully reviewing the night of the seal, and when I heard the sake, I just slammed it, and then slowly put down the brush in my hand.

Then, pick up the blue-and-white porcelain teacup handed from the soda wine, first open the lid and look.

I saw the orange juice in the cup.

The bright orange color makes people look very appetizing.

Seeing this, the night ink can not help pick up the cup, gently sip a bite.

I only think that the entrance is sweet, but it is not bad.

There is also the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which is sweet but not greasy, and has a taste!

While tasting the pastry juice made by the sake wine, the night ink looked up and looked at the little family in front of her eyes, and her heart was full of praise.

At first, when he saw this little family, he only felt kind, so he stayed with him.

Unexpectedly, this little family, although small, but has a good cooking!

Moreover, many of the things that have been done have never been tasted before.

I don't know, this little family, where to learn so many things.

Just in the night when I was thinking about the cold night, the wine of Su wine did not know the mind of the night.

Goodbye, the night is cold, and I am slowly enjoying the cakes I have made, and I am happy.

Immediately, when I swept my eyes, I saw that there was a picture on the desk.

Thinking about it, I will receive a neat point on the picture.

Then, the sake of the wine was lifted and the picture was taken up.

Who knows, one accidentally, the wine in the hands of Su wine is slipping, and the picture scroll has fallen from her hand.

I saw that the picture was opened immediately after falling on the ground.

A beautiful picture immediately appeared in the sight of the wine.

When you see the picture on the picture, the wine of Su wine is a glimpse.

When I saw the picture in the picture, it was a little man.

I saw this little man, dressed in a family, with a delicate eyebrow, holding a furry little white tiger in his arms.

Xiaojia Ding smiled openly, his eyebrows stretched, his mouth smiled, people looked at it, and they all felt sweetheart...

Seeing this, Su wine wine can not help but be surprised.

Because the little person in the painting, so familiar, is not her own! ?