The little fox turned around and pointed his furry buttocks at him.
"Turn me around." Hong Zimo laughed, this fox is really smart, why did he get into trouble with him.
¡¾I don't. ¡¿
Hong Zimo picked up the fox and hugged it like a child.
¡¾You let me go! Don't touch me! ¡¿
?The fox struggled hard, stretched out its sharp claws, and drew a bloodstain on Hong Zimo's neck
"Little fox!" Hong Zimo was also angry.
[I didn't mean it. ¡¿
Qing Ling was timid and didn't dare to move again.
"Why do you have such a temper, fox? My concubine is not as difficult to coax as you. It is obvious that you hurt someone, why are you still so angry? You are my pet, and they are my concubines. When you meet them, you have to Learn to avoid. I can't always be by your side to protect you."
¡¾Protect? It turns out that you are worried about my safety, not wanting to avenge your beloved concubine? ¡¿
Qingling's eyes lit up, and Zhizhi called out a few times excitedly.
"You are my pet, of course I will protect you." Hong Zimo rubbed the fox's head.
[I really did not misread you, Hong Zimo, you are such a good person! ¡¿
The fox chirped cheerfully, ran a few laps on the soft bed, and jumped back into Hong Zimo's embrace, expressing his happiness.
"Happy? Not angry anymore?" Hong Zimo smiled brightly.
"Then I'm going to be angry. Just now I don't know which little fox that will repay my kindness scratched my neck."
¡¾Ah, sorry! I did not do it on purpose! ¡¿
The fox wagged its tail, suddenly pounced on Hong Zimo's chest, stretched out its little pink tongue, and licked the wound.
Hong Zimo's teasing face changed suddenly, his eyes were deep and his ears were red.
How could this little fox bring this feeling to himself?
¡¾Okay, okay, I was wrong. If I licked you, I'll take it as an apology. ¡¿
The fox looked at him with blinking blue eyes.
Hong Zimo took a deep look at it, got off the bed and left.
Qing Ling is inexplicable? Why did this person leave without saying a word?
It's too impolite!
After a long time, Hong Zimo came over covered in moisture. The man had just finished bathing, his long hair was loose, and he was tied up casually in a white robe.
A large piece of skin leaked from the neckline.
Qing Ling peeked at him, then turned her head a little embarrassed.
"What's the matter? Are you dumbfounded again? You perverted fox?" Hong Zimo lifted her up.
¡¾Oh, what are you doing? Speak well if you have something to say, don't just mention me. ¡¿
"Look at your body, it's dirty, go take a bath." Hong Zimo hugged the fox in his arms and went to the bathing pool.
Put the fox into the pool.
¡¾Oh, the fox's legs are too short to reach the bottom, Hong Zimo, don't drown me! ¡¿
The fox grabbed his clothes in horror, a little frightened.
"Don't be afraid, I'll hold you to wash." Hong Zimo simply took off his clothes and went into the water in his underwear.
Qingling's paws rested on the man's chest, and what he saw was the man's strong body.
Hong Zimo rubbed her hair carefully, washing off the dirt on it bit by bit with soap.
¡¾Oh my god, mom, I'm promising! I was so close to a man! ¡¿
Suddenly a drop of red liquid fell into the pool, Hong Zimo took a closer look, and burst out laughing.
¡¾Um? What are you laughing at? ¡¿
"Little fox, you have a nosebleed." Hong Zimo tilted his head and suppressed a smile. How could this fox be so cute?
¡¾ah? ¡¿
Qing Ling touched his nose dully, and there was a blush on his furry paws.