The sun was just right, so I dried the herbs on the shelf one by one, and then carried the basket and prepared to go to the depths of the mountains and forests to collect medicines.

I don't know when it was rumored that there were spirits in the depths of the mountain forest, few people came to the mountain, but there were still some traps left by hunters.

As for what kind of spirit it is?

Now, it's a vixen.

I lost my smile, the little fox is snow-white, a pair of green eyes are as bright as autumn water, every time I go into the mountains to collect medicine, I can glimpse the white figure in a corner, every time I catch a glimpse, there is a little itch in the heart of my hand, I want to touch it, the feel is excellent.

But the little fox was cunning and very shy, and hid quickly. I can't see the whole picture, but I remember those eyes vividly.

And in those eyes, I saw a beautiful woman, as if she had magical powers, and she fell asleep every time. If she had taken shape, she would have been like this.

A whimpering wail could be faintly heard.

I heard the sound and searched, a white mass lying on the ground with a pointed chin raised slightly, looking into the distance, sad and aggrieved, wrapped in tears, crying, blood on the back legs and wrists.

I hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the trap, but I struggled too much, and the clamp bit deeply, and she whimpered at the slightest movement, and finally passed out.

He chewed the herbs and pasted them on his legs, pulled the cloth and bandaged them, and took her home in his arms.

The little white fox has always been lively and noisy, and the appearance of curled up in a ball and shuddering is even more pitiful.

Several times the dressing change action couldn't help but be light and light, but the ball still kept trembling.

"Well, just get some sleep. I couldn't help but comfort me, and I put an anesthetic on it, and when I fell asleep, it wouldn't hurt so much.

At night, blowing out the candles, I quietly went to bed, for fear of alarming the little fox who finally fell asleep, the fox was afraid of the cold, and the little head subconsciously rubbed against the chest, afraid that she would touch the injury, and gently held her in his arms.

The little fox slept like he was not honest, and he was thinking about eating, and after a while, his chest was rubbed wet. I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

A good night's sleep.

The little fox made his home here, the little fox is very well-behaved, likes sweets, and moves the most is the yam cake, which is elegant and well-behaved when eating.

The little fox doesn't like to nest in the room, so I hold her on the couch in the yard during the day to bask in the sun.

While flipping through the herbs, I watched her squint her eyes and look at her pleasantly.

Not only did I peek at me from time to time, but the little fox's gaze fell on my fingertips, burning so hot that it seemed to burn a hole, and as I approached, her eyes were still foggy.

"Colored fox. Fingers tapped the tip of her nose, wet and a little cold.

But she stared at the fingers on the tip of her nose and fell into fascination again, poof, what a little perverted fox.

The little fox couldn't hide his emotions, and his green eyes became more and more crystal clear when he was ashamed. Okay, don't tease her, I love her, but she stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked it gently, a little itchy.

Whispered.

The fingers were shiny, and I couldn't help but tease her lightly in front of her eyes. The little pervert who has a thief's heart but no thief's guts, really wagged his tail and turned his head, so cute.

When the point is reached, I stretched out my hand to smooth her hair, and the snow-white fur strips were smooth and shiny in the sun.

And those eyes are even more beautiful.

"It's beautiful. The little fox likes to listen to nice words, and when he said it, he saw the green eyes squinting proudly and arrogantly, humming softly, and gradually falling asleep.

It's so tight.

As the days passed, the little fox's injuries slowly improved.

The bamboo house is built on the mountain, and there is no shortage of mountain fruits and wild vegetables on the mountain, I have never been picky about food, and I have never felt simple when I am alone, but I am worried that the little fox will be dissatisfied, and I am worried that I will take care of her more and more carefully, and I only hope that she will become more and more dependent and reluctant to leave.

Early this morning, someone went up the mountain to ask for a pulse, yesterday to observe the sky, today there may be rain. I brought an umbrella and prepared to go down the mountain, and I was entangled in my heart whether to take the little fox with me, but now that she was injured, I was afraid that the bamboo house would not be able to keep her.

But before leaving, she sighed after all, glanced at her and pushed the door away, the door was not locked, if she wanted to leave, she could leave by herself. But thinking like this, my heart became more and more bitter.

Before noon, the dark clouds had obscured the mountains. Within a moment, the pouring rain was menacing.

The incandescent lightning dazzled people's eyes, the hoarse thunder seemed to roll out of the mountainside, and the rain was even stronger, like beating hundreds of small drums.

Holding an umbrella, I refused to keep the farmer.

The rain is heavy and the mountain roads are rugged, so it is not advisable to walk on the mountain roads at this time.

But what if she hadn't left?

When I went up the mountain, my robe was half wet, and my trousers were even more muddy, and when I shook my head and smiled bitterly, I saw a woman standing in front of the door, white like snow, not stained with dust.

She looked up and met my eyes, both stunned.

"Me," she murmured, her eyes twinkling.

The umbrella she held in her hand was very familiar, and her green eyes were even brighter.

It's the little fox.

I opened my mouth, gently and politely, and relieved her, "The girl is here to take shelter from the rain?"

"Huh?" she nodded hurriedly, "yes." The rain was too heavy, so I came to take shelter. After saying briskly, he smiled like a sigh of relief on his face.

Poof, it's so cute.

I looked at her plain white dress quietly.

Curled lips and chuckled.

Drew a puzzled look at her.

Pushing open the door, "Then come in with me." ”

Burned the stove, took off the tea that had been warm, poured it and handed it to the little fox who had already sat down, and said warmly, "Warm up." ”

"Thank you. She took the tea and thanked politely, but her expression was clearly not grateful, but rather indignant and with a hint of grievance.

The little fox's mind is easy to guess, blaming him for being greedy for beauty and forgetting the beautiful fox at home.

I wanted to laugh again, so I lowered my head and took a sip of tea to hide my smile, "Why did the girl go up the mountain alone?"

"Ah, I," she said, first dazed, then rolled her eyes, indescribably cunning, "I heard that there was a white fox in the mountains, so I hid it from my family and secretly came to look for it." ”

A good reason, and reminded him of the little white fox in his family. I couldn't help but chuckle, "Well, there's a white-haired fox." ”

As I spoke, I handed over a small plate of yam cake. This was originally reserved for her as afternoon tea.

She took it and thanked her again, but her eyes were red, and she gnawed on the dried yam angrily, while secretly glaring at me, but accidentally choked.

Well, possessive, so good.

I poured another cup of tea and handed it over.

She drank her tea, swallowed the dried yam, and continued to glare at me.

But the furry tail poked out of the skirt and swayed lightly at the feet.

I can't help but stroke my forehead, why is she so stupid and so cute!

The smile on the corner of his mouth grew thicker, and then he laughed out of his voice, which was as beautiful as a pearl and jade.

The little fox lost his mind again.

I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, and I became more and more happy. I couldn't help but sigh lightly: "Colored fox." ”

"Fox?" she was confused, thinking she had misheard.

"Hmm. I chuckled and pointed to her feet, the white foxtail coiled at her feet, white and blinding.

I took the mirror to show her again, and the girl in the mirror was bright and moving, and her green eyes were also bright and burning.

"Mortals don't have a pair of eyes like that. ”

She was silent for a while and then looked up at me: "You're not afraid of me?"

The tone was incomprehensible with depression and loss, and that regretful expression, did you want to see me "lose my face"?

I chuckled, "Why should I be afraid of you?"

She frowned, "I'm a goblin." ”

I laughed again: "yes, I know. In the folds, it is often written that the scholar saves the fox, and the fox Xu takes his body to compose a good story. I even picked up such a beautiful fox.

Growing dissatisfied, she pouted, jumped out of her chair, and when she landed, she was no longer a woman, but a little fox I knew all the more.

The fur was smooth, the tail was high, and he glanced at me very contemptuously.

It's to prove to him that he's a fox. Adorable stupid.

I reached out and touched the tip of her nose and comforted, "I know you're a fox." ”

She took on human form again, and her eyes glared at me brightly, "You can see clearly, I am a vixen." ”

I nodded and asked, "Then you know how to spell?" Even the transformation can show its tail, which must be a lack of learning.

Sure enough, she shook her head.

I smiled and asked, "Do you have any money?" The fox must not have any money to pay for, and naturally he cannot pay for the medicine.

She shook her head again, "No." ”

It couldn't be better.

I smiled with a smile in my eyebrows: "Then how about you make a promise?"

She hadn't been able to straighten out her thoughts before the topic had changed sharply: "Huh?"

I know, "I saved you, didn't I?"

The little fox nodded, "Hmm." ”

Reason: "Then do you want to repay the favor?"

The little fox nodded again, "Hmm." ”

"But you don't have any money, and you don't have any skills. I sighed when I heard this, and said abruptly, "I have to stay and be my daughter-in-law." "It's quite a scoundrel to spread his hands after speaking.

said it lightly, but his heart was so nervous that he even stopped breathing.

The little fox was dazed at first, then suddenly, and finally bent his eyes, "Okay." ”

It couldn't be more beautiful.