Nangong Lingxiao felt the movement of the little thing in his arms, lowered his eyes, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his slender fingers gently smoothed the smooth fur on the little fox's head, the smooth texture made him feel a little warm somewhere in his heart, very light but very clear, how long has it been since I felt this way, Nangong Lingxiao can't remember, maybe it's never before!

Nangong Lingxiao thought so, but his eyes unconsciously drifted to the distant sky, and those dark eyes were like deep pools, bottomless.

Nangong Lingxie didn't hear the other party's answer for a long time, he stood there sullenly, wanting to leave, but he was reluctant, not leaving, waiting for the eldest brother to get angry, he didn't slap himself out, these days, the eldest brother was like being poisoned very deeply, the time of silence was getting longer and longer, and the time of holding the little fox was also increasing, which made him very uncomfortable.

Clearing his throat, Nangong Ling said in a sinister manner: "Little fox, that-crunchy thing called potato chips, can you bring me a few more packets, for the sake of me helping you so much, you can do it-"

The elongated tail note made the little fox hiding in Nangong Lingxiao's arms shiver, this girl, how can she worry about eating, fortunately, he only thinks about potato chips, and he doesn't want to kill her, which makes her worry in vain.

Shangguan Linghu raised his eyes and looked at Nangong Lingxiao who was holding her, but seeing a jaw made Shangguan Linghu's breath stagnate.

"Ma Dan, what's wrong?" Shangguan Linghu quickly jumped out of someone's arms, and she landed on the table with a light jump, and then, she snorted, her little paws scratched in the air a few times, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen bags of potato chips of different flavors were placed on the table, making a crisp sound.

"Emma, what's going on?" Nangong Lingxie's eyes flashed with bright little stars, this handsome action was simply cool, this large pile of delicacies appeared in front of him out of thin air, could he not be excited?

It's a pity that the little fox's thighs are too thin, he can't hug it, and even if he can, he can't hug it, because with a strong wind, the potato chips on the table have flown straight into his arms, and he knows that he should slip away!

"Get out!" Nangong Lingxie's eyes were cold, the chill around his body burst out, his toxicity was about to attack again, at this moment, he didn't want his younger brother to look at him uncomfortable, he would rather jump into the ice lake and freeze himself, than hurt his relatives when he was poisoned.

Nangong Ling Xie held a large pile of food and looked at the little fox with some concern, his poor little eyes were like a baby looking at his parents, praying for help.

Shangguan Linghu held his forehead, how could this smart brother be stupid at this moment?

"Okay, you go, I have my own way!" The little fox raised the needle in her hand, and the next moment, she jumped up and stabbed into Nangong Lingxiao's palm that had not yet been withdrawn.

"Uh-" snorted.

Nangong Lingxiao only felt a tingling pain in his palm, and before he could react, his whole body sat straight into the chair.

Nangong Lingxiao threw away the food in his hand, flew and hugged Nangong Lingxiao's body that was about to fall to the ground, and hugged the whole person to the soft collapse, only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead, it was so dangerous, if the eldest brother woke up and knew that he had been pricked again, and fell straight to the ground, he didn't want to come back for the second time, the first lesson made him feel cold in his heart, and almost skinned the little fox, if he fell again this time, he was afraid that his mother would not be able to protect this little fox!

"Uh, I forgot!" The little fox picked at the corners of the big fox eyes, her eyes narrowed slightly, thinking that last time she also gave him an injection when Nangong Lingxiao was ill, causing his heel to fall down, almost smashing her to death, Shangguan Linghu was also drunk, who can tell her, how long will this little fox's body take to grow up--how long-how long-how long-

Depressed –

Nangong Lingxie snorted a few times, pulled a chair and sat down, bent down and reached out to pick up a few plastic bags that fell on the ground, the movements were smooth like flowing water, tearing open one side of the packaging bag, taking out the round potato chips inside, putting them in his mouth, and chewing them crunched-

In the quiet of the night, this creaking sound was crisp and harsh, and after a while, Murong Xiao, who was originally sleeping, was wearing thin clothes and hurriedly walked in with the support of the palace maid.

"Xiao'er, Xiao'er, are you okay?" Murong Xiao couldn't see but could hear it, this crisp crunch made her feel cold, as if something was chewing on the sound of bones, she was afraid, afraid that Nangong Lingxiao would get sick and gnaw on her bones, once upon a time, she was frightened by the sound of the little white tiger chewing bones, so when she heard this sound, she felt a chill in her heart, and beads of sweat rolled down her pale face one by one.

"Niangniang, Niangniang, your cloak - cloak - " A palace maid behind her dragged a purple cloak in her hand and followed closely behind, almost trotting all the way to follow, and the palace maid who helped her forward was also nervous at the moment with sweat, although it was early autumn, but the weather in the north was like this, the night was very cold, and it was still very cold to wear a single coat.

"Crunch-" Nangong Ling's potato chips in his mouth stopped chewing, and he hurriedly stood up, quickly threw out the bag in his hand, and quickly pulled the chair away, so that Murong Xiao who pounced on him did not fall.

"Mother-concubine-" Nangong Ling Xie moistened the unswallowed potato chips in his mouth with saliva, and finally swallowed them, which made him suffocate and almost didn't breathe, fortunately, there were fewer potato chips, otherwise, he would have choked to death.

Nangong Ling patted his chest in fear, helped Murong Xiao to sit on the edge of Nangong Lingxiao's bed, and took the purple cloak handed over by the palace maid and put it on Murong Xiao gently, and then made a look, the palace maid retreated, and in the palace, he suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

Nangong Lingxie didn't dare to make a sound, he kept to the side in a proper manner, and the corner of his eye glanced at the little fox who was sleeping lightly on the other side of the bed, at this moment the little fox was quietly shrunk on a cotton pad, covered with a thin layer of small quilt, two paws hugged together, tilted his head, pillowed a small round pillow, breathed evenly with his eyes closed, and couldn't feel whether she was asleep or awake at all, Nangong Lingxie grinded his back molars, at this time, shouldn't this little fox come out to help him block it? Can you help him coax his mother?

The little fox slept, because she had been tossing for too long, her slender little body needed to grow up quickly, she didn't want to be picked up like a pet all the time, she longed for freedom, longing for a free sky and the world.

The world is so big, she wants to go for a walk!

She didn't want to think about all the things in her previous life, because she couldn't go back, and now, she could only accept the body of this little fox, if she could grow up quickly, she would be able to do what she wanted to do, and be a free little fox, what a beautiful thing it would be!

The little fox in her sleep didn't know Nangong Lingxie's thoughts, because she blocked all the sounds of the outside world, she just wanted to grow up quickly.

"Evil child, what was the sound just now?Why is it gone?Isn't Xiao'er sick?" Murong Xiao fumbled with both hands and grasped Nangong Lingxiao's right hand on the bed.

The cold feeling from the palm of her hand slowly warmed up, the corners of Murong Xiao's eyes slowly curled, and she was pleasantly surprised to find that the temperature on Nangong Lingxiao's hand was rising, although it was still a little cold, but compared to the temperature a month ago, it was already a thousand times better, ten thousand times, this small change made this mother who had been living in grief excited, and the hand holding Nangong Lingxiao trembled slightly.