Chapter 3: The Fox of the Middle Devil

When Mi Xiaoqi threw herself into Ruan Chujun's arms, her body stiffened all of a sudden, she didn't expect Ruan Chujun to catch her at all.

After all, I'm so dirty now......

Mi Xiaoqi secretly glanced at the place where his paw had touched, and the fox's pure white hair as white as snow had already bloomed a little plum blossom......

Although this plum blossom is black!

Instantly, a sense of guilt welled up in his heart, this fox was very similar to his own white hair before, and if he wanted to keep his hair as white as snow all the time, he must have worked hard to cherish this hair very much!

Boom, is it too late for her to say she didn't mean to?

Mi Xiaoqi covered her eyes with some fear and buried her head deeply, but she didn't know that this action turned into a coquettish rubbing on his chest in the eyes of the fox.

The fox, who usually loves to discharge indiscriminately and loves sultry, was a little dazed and at a loss at this moment, and he didn't know what to do at all.

He rubbed the hair of the cat in his arms stiffly, and found that the hair was unexpectedly soft, and he couldn't stop feeling good.

At this time, Mi Xiaoqi also reacted, huh? What's the matter? Why do you feel like you're being ravaged?

Mi Xiaoqi slowly raised his head, and saw that the fox's eyes were shining, and his paws were ravaging his beautiful and silky hair on his back.

Mi Xiaoqi, who had a broken head, blood flowed, and a hairstyle that couldn't be messed up, couldn't sit still in an instant.

"Meow!" Mi Xiaoqi exhaled with a fierce paw.

Mi Xiaoqi closed her eyes proudly, hum, she knows how powerful she is! You must know that if you provoke her, a little fairy, the result will be very miserable!

Ruan Chujun looked at Mi Xiaoqi's proud little appearance, his heart softened, and he laughed.

"How can you be so cute?"

While speaking, Ruan Chujun rubbed the top of her head, and the pampering in his eyes seemed to drown!

Meow meow?

Isn't this fox afraid of pain?

I've used so much strength, how can I feel like he doesn't hurt at all?

He looked at him with a puzzled expression, as if he saw the doubt in my eyes, and rubbed my head with his paws.

"Such a small claw, although the tip of the claw is very sharp, but it is also very short! If you go down with this claw, you're just scratching off a few of my hairs. ”

After listening to his words, I looked down at my black paws, and sure enough, I saw a few fox furs hanging from the tips of the claws.

Bully, bullying me for not developing well at a young age°‧º· (˚˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅)‧º·˚

As soon as the tiger came in, he saw his fifth brother holding the black little tiger cub he picked up and smirking, and he couldn't react for a while.

The two men and a woman who followed behind saw the tiger stop and stare in one direction, and they also looked in that direction.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it doesn't freak them out when you look at it.

Could it be that his fifth brother is a demon?

Why are you smirking at a black, unidentified creature?

And the black unknown creature stained the white hair that he usually loved and cherished the most, and he didn't see him angry, but he didn't seem to mind at all!

Could it really be that he was demonic?

After a pause, the silver wolf took the lead in reacting, walked to the storeroom of the pavilion, and put the prey he had caught next to the fox that had just released the prey.

Seeing that the silver wolf moved, everyone also reacted one after another, and went to place the prey in their hands.