Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

  Su Haitang could feel that Xiaoyu was connected to her mind and attached to her like a child.

  Su Haitang had no worries, ignored the bad bookshelf, got up and walked around the house, thinking about how to arrange it.

   These four rooms are all lack of fireworks, she has to clean up.

  Zhengdong touched the west and looked happy, Su Haitang moved slightly, raised her eyes subconsciously and looked out the window.

  The little fox was stopped outside the open door, scratching his head and trying to get in, but couldn't get in.

  Su Haitang praised the capable Xiaoyu again with satisfaction, and with a move of her mind, let the little fox in.

   "Master, this shabby house bullies me and doesn't allow me to enter."

   The little fox threw herself into her arms and cried.

  Su Haitang smiled and touched its illusory little body, feeling cloudless!

   "There are only some furniture in the house. It's not fun to be empty. Don't you like to soak in the spiritual spring outside? You can play outside in the future, and I will make a beautiful nest for you."

   The little fox blinked red eyes, looked at her and looked at the house.

   "People want to sleep with the master."

   With Xiaoyu's mind connected to compare, Su Haitang can finally clearly feel that there is something wrong with the little fox.

   She couldn't directly perceive the little fox's thoughts, and all the emotional changes were made by the little fox for her to see.

   Not to mention, away from the space, she couldn't sense the position of the little fox at all, instead it knew her whereabouts like the back of the hand!

   Who is the master of whom?

  Su Haitang remembered Xiaoyu's reminder to her, and paid more attention to the little fox.

   "It's just you who like to act like a spoiled child."

   She snorted and ignored the question, went out of the house with the little fox, and strolled along the path at will.

   "Did Cheng Yuanzheng ask you to bring a message? By the way, I forgot to ask you, can Cheng Yuanzheng understand what you said?"

   The little fox's red eyes flickered, half drooping, and nestled comfortably in her arms.

   "I can talk."

   It answered right and left.

  Su Haitang smiled.

   "Then did you tell him this?"

  The little fox tilted his head cutely.

   "Can't you say it?"

  Su Haitang gently scratched the soft fur on its neck, her voice nonchalant.

   "Who else did you tell?"

  The little fox keenly felt her displeasure, and pitifully stretched out her little tongue to lick the back of her hand.

   "Master, are you upset? I just told him, but he didn't believe it and thought it was a dream."

   "Cheng Yuanzheng doesn't believe me, let alone other stupid humans, so I won't bring shame on myself."

  Su Haitang leaned over and grabbed a handful of soil, feeling it in her hands.

  This graininess is really delicate, the temperature and humidity are suitable, there is almost no difference everywhere, and the first-class farmland.

   The little fox jumped on her shoulders in disgust.

   "Master, how old are you, and you are still playing with mud, so dirty."

  Su Haitang clapped her hands at will, returned to the Lingquan water, picked up the spring water and washed her hands.

   "Little fox, you always call me the master, what does this mean?"

   She was casual, like she was chatting.

   "It literally means, the master is the master."

  The little fox opened his eyes innocently, and suddenly his little paw slapped his forehead.

   "I suddenly have more things here, master, let me tell you."

   What the little fox told Su Haitang was about space.

   "It's called Xiao Langya, but it's broken, and it needs to be repaired with a lot of good things."

   "I can help the master find useful treasures."

   The little fox raised his head and raised his chest in a dignified manner, snarling uncontrollably.

   "Thank you for your hard work." Su Haitang smiled and praised the little fox swimming freely in the spring water.