The little fox was stunned.

Pretty Violet's eyes stared at the fairy-like man in the painting without blinking.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelashes were thick, his eyebrows and eyes were light and delicate, and his slender hand held a white handkerchief with a faint Zen fragrance, wiping off the hibiscus braised fish sauce that had accidentally stained the corners of her lips.

At the end, Jun Yanxi handed the handkerchief dyed with sauce to the people of Jun's mansion and asked them to wash it.

Yan Yu was served by a quiet and elegant beauty, and immediately resurrected on the spot with full blood.

The little fox's tail cocked, and the little one thought triumphantly:

This girl is really a qualified vixen, and even Lord Shenjun is fascinated by me~

Jun Yanxi withdrew his hand, and a red lotus Bodhi seed in the rosewood Buddha beads on his wrist was as bright as blood, and the hand became whiter and whiter like jade.

Sure enough, cats like to eat fish. ”

Yan Yan: "......"

It's a nine-tailed white fox!

The beauty in the white shirt hugged the little fox in her arms, stroked her beautiful snow-colored fur with her fingertips, her tone was as cold as a Buddha, and she said unhurriedly: "Your cat looks quite chic." ”

The little fox tilted his head slightly in confusion.

Chic?

Is this a compliment on her good looks?

For a vixen, complimenting people on their beauty is the greatest compliment.

Yan Yu was happy.

In the next second, she heard the man's low and gorgeous voice sound, like the strings of a piano, "Call to listen." ”

Yan Yan: "......"

Steady, Yan Yan, you are a qualified vixen!

Fist.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves, the dragon falls into the water and is played by shrimp, the tiger falls into Pingyang and is bullied by dogs, and the phoenix is not as good as a chicken......

These sentences flashed through Yan Wei's mind, and she was overwhelmed with grief and thought, the fox who has become a cat needs to endure humiliation!

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Yan Yan: "Meow~"

*

At night.

Yan Yu was carried to sleep by the people of the Junfu.

Junfu made a special trip to make a nest for the "cat" in a room.

The floor is covered with a fluffy white blanket, and the pink and white wood makes a delicate little house.

Nice and comfortable.

If you are a real cat, you will definitely go to sleep obediently.

However, Yan Yu is a nine-tailed white fox, she has already cultivated into a human body, even in Qingqiu, she sleeps on a jade bed.

She's not a pet, so don't sleep in a cat kennel.

As soon as the lights were turned off, the people of the king's house left and closed the door.

The little fox opened its eyes in the darkness, its eyes shining like violet jewels, and its steps were light on the ground.

The nine-tailed white fox has a keen sense of smell, and she followed her breath and entered a bedroom in the dark.

Yan Yu jumped on the bed.

Outside the window, the cool crescent moon hangs high above the deep blue sky, mysterious and beautiful.

The moonlight fell on the little fox, the beautiful snow-white fur faintly circulated a hint of silver luster, and the violet eyes were bright and shining, revealing a seductive charm.

Nine tails floated smartly and playfully behind her.

Yan Wei stepped lightly, walked carefully to the head of the bed, and admired the person's beauty in the faint moonlight.

The man who was sleeping with his eyes closed, his eyelashes were long and lightly drooping, and he cast two faint and graceful silhouettes on his white cheeks, the bridge of his nose was smooth and high, his thin lips were pale pink, and his silhouette was classical and noble.

The little fox has peach eyes and two little paws holding his face, committing a nymphomaniac.

Lord Shenjun is indeed a unique beauty that is not available in the sky or on the earth.

The little fox is very covetous.

Rao is salivating for Lord Shenjun's face, and Yan Yu always remembers to be a qualified vixen.

Daji Niangniang, the predecessor of the nine-tailed white fox clan, once said when she went to Qingqiu to give a lecture that as a qualified fox spirit, a look, a chuckle, or a hook of fingers, you can make people fascinated, willingly surrender at your feet, and dedicate everything you have to your heart and lungs. Taking the initiative to dedicate yourself to kissing, that is the lowest level of charm.

Determined to be a qualified vixen's Yan Yan, control herself, no kiss on it, a sleeping beauty lightly.

She stretched out a small paw and slowly lifted the corner of the quilt, her beautiful fluffy nine tails spread out, curled herself up in a ball, and gently clumped beside the man.

Then stretch out his little paws, cover himself with the quilt, and when he is done with all this, he obediently closes his eyes.

Yan Yu could smell the faint smell of Buddha Zen coming from the man's body, which was very good.

Staying by the side of Lord Shenjun, not only did she recover faster, but she even slept very soundly.

*

The next morning.

Jun Yanxi woke up.

The fluffy white ball lay beside him, warm and delicate.

The little fox fell asleep with the quilt in his arms.

Sleeping position......

It's hard to say.

Jun Yanxi supported himself with one hand, and slid a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, among which the red lotus Bodhi seeds were bright red as blood, and the white skin was particularly eye-catching.

The beautiful thick eyelashes drooped slightly, and the eyes as black as ink fell on the "cat".

The ink-colored hair is slightly messy, and the delicate and indifferent eyebrows and eyes on weekdays, in the mist and sunlight of the early morning, fade away from the end of the gentleman like jade, dyed with a trace of bewildering style that no one can see.

The little fox seemed to be dreaming of something delicious in his sleep, smashing it and smashing it, faintly revealing the tip of its pink tongue.

Jun Yanxi indifferently raised her classical and noble eyebrows, stretched out a snow-white slender finger, and put it to the little fox's mouth.

The little fox subconsciously "woo~" and bit it.

The fingertips were held in the mouth by the little fox.

She didn't really bite down.

It's not so much a bite as a containment to be precise.

There was a soft, slightly wet sensation in the fingers.

Jun Yanxi was careless, as if teasing a kitten, and his fingertips were on the little fox's pointed teeth, grinding slowly and methodically.

Yan Yu dreamed that she was eating her favorite little chicken legs, the chicken legs were fragrant and delicious, and her little mouth was smashing it......

Hey, something seems wrong?

The little fox smashed it again, smashed it in its mouth, and felt that something was in its mouth.

Drumstick?

Yan Yan was suddenly excited.

Whew~

Take a hard bite.

The little fox cub's pointed teeth bit through the thin white fingertips of the man's skin, and a drop of blood suddenly came out, and the bloody breath seemed to be mixed with the charm of a faint lotus, permeating Yan Yu's mouth.

Hey, it's not a chicken leg!

Yan Yan opened her eyes and met the careless gaze in the man's dark eyes.

One person, one fox.

The eyes are facing each other.

She still had the other's fingertips in her mouth.

Yan Yan: "......"

In the next second, the little fox blinked her beautiful eyes, lowered her eyelashes weakly, and silently spit out Jun Yanxi's fingers.

The bones are distinct, the beautiful and slender fingers, a bright red dot appears on the white fingertips, and the slender knuckles are also wrapped in a layer of shiny ...... Slobber.

It's like a piece of mutton fat white jade, which has been ruined and its beauty has been destroyed.

However, it is precisely because of this imperfection that there is a little more immortal into the red dust, and it is dyed with the truth of fireworks in the world.

The little fox stretched out his little paws, dragged the corner of the quilt with a weak heart, and wiped the shiny saliva on his fingers.

I wipe, I wipe, I rub rub.