Qingqiu Mountain

The sun is shining, and at the top of the hill you can see an ancient tree flourishing, its branches gently swaying in the breeze. @樂@文@小@说|This is the peak of Qingqiu Mountain, and when you look down from here, you can see a cloud drifting around, but there is no cloud here, and I don't know why. The smell of grass mixed with the smell of sunlight is extremely pleasant on the tip of the nose. Under the shade of the tree, a lazy little white fox lay in a large shape without an image, and its two big ears moved occasionally, not as alert as a beast, but because it was not comfortable sleeping.

At noon, the little white fox lazily propped himself up and got up from the grass unhurriedly. She stood up, shook her tail, and ran down the hill with a click. She wasn't fast, but she was running in a very funny way, as if she was imitating a horse, trotting at a very rhythmic pace. After a short time, she ran down the hill and stopped in front of a small rock pool.

There was a person sitting in front of the small stone pool, the person was wearing a white dress, a very simple style, like an ordinary young man's costume in the world, holding a fishing rod in his right hand and a fish basket in his hand.

"Here we are. The little white fox stopped in front of the small stone pool, and the man made a sound, which was regarded as a greeting to the little white fox.

The little white fox twitched his fox nose, and suddenly the fox's eyes lit up, and he ran towards the fish basket.

"Gluttonous. The man laughed and scolded, but he didn't stop the little white fox's movements.

The little white fox stretched out two fox feet and impatiently grabbed the fish basket, trying to take out the fish inside, who knew that the fish inside was still alive, the little white fox just put his face in, the fish jumped up and gave the little white fox a slap with a strong and practical fish tail. After all, the little white fox is too small, and she is a little unbalanced under the slap of the fish, and the fish basket falls into the water with a "snap", and the fish inside escapes with a hula, and the little white fox is not even given time to react.

The little white fox reacted, a pair of dark fox eyes were full of remorse, I knew that I wouldn't be so impulsive, and the fish all ran away. And at this moment, she suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness, and it turned out that the angler was lifting herself up by the neck.

"What should I do, you little thing? The man said, his face full of banter and amusement.

What's the compensation, it's not all for me anyway, what's the difference between what I eat and what I let go? The little white fox pouted, looking indifferent.

The man obviously understood the little white fox's expression, and said helplessly: "Then what are we going to eat today?"

The little white fox fluttered its legs, very excited.

"You've let the fish go. The man reminded.

"Can't you catch it again?" the little white fox finally spoke, his voice muffled.

"Who catches it?" Hearing the little white fox's voice, the expression on the man's face became even happier.

"You, I don't have hands. The little white fox rolled her eyes, could it be that she can also fish with the body of a fox?

"You're not a hand, aren't you?" the man asked, smiling, and tapped the front leg of the dangling fox with his left hand.

"Hey, hey, Ao Ziyu, you're enough, foxes can't fight. ”

"Now, this is not a hand. A big smile bloomed on Ao Ziyu's face, and he was extremely satisfied with Hu Qingqing's reply.

"Let's go, let's go eat the fruit. Ao Ziyu carried Hu Qingqing and strode towards the mountain.

"Don't! Don't! You let me go!"

"Ao Ziyu, you bastard!"

Fox Qingqing's loud fox voice sounded in Qingqiu Mountain, but the monsters in Qingqiu Mountain seemed to be used to it, and when they heard this sound, they looked at each other with their noses and noses, and they did their own things one after another.

Ao Ziyu hugged Hu Qingqing and nibbled on the green fruit in her hand with her, and couldn't help laughing when she saw her two little hands gnawing indignantly. He leaned against the tree, looked at the light blue sky, and said softly, "Big brother, are you okay?"

Me, good......

Holding Hu Qingqing, who was eating green fruits and not checking anything, he rested his chin on Hu Qingqing's head, and repeated in his heart, very good, very good......