My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

His thoughts were in a trance, and he handed the things to Tu and his son.

After a few words of explanation, Yan Conling had no intention of chatting and went back early. He Yaoguang's words aroused great fear and confusion in her heart, and nothing could be seen more clearly than her mortal enemy.

The laurel in the small courtyard has white buds, and there are stars dotted in the past.

The young man in white robe was sitting on the porch, with his furry ears raised, and his nine tails wagging uncontrollably from side to side the moment he saw her.

His eyes fell on the pile of snow-white fox fur that had been swept up beside him. Yan Conngling blinked, "Are you in the period of molting?"

The demon type still has some nature, but at his level, most of it has been separated. For example, he doesn't have that much love for chicken.

But since he followed her, he suffered injuries one after another, and his strength also declined.

Just like a person losing his hair after being hit, Lou Qixue looked a little uncomfortable.

Most of the time, he still hopes that he can have a perfect image in front of Yan Conngling, instead of risking a bald tail like now.

"These……"

He pointed at the pile of fox fur with his slender finger. He always felt that the other party was being weirdly polite today, and he couldn't help but be as reserved as a little daughter-in-law. "I'll save it to make you a warm scarf."

The girl nodded and put her hands on her knees, "Okay."

It started again.

As long as the two of them were alone, sitting like this with nothing to do, she wouldn't know what to say.

It was only now that Yan Conling realized that he had so little communication with this fox demon that he couldn't find anything to talk about.

The afternoon wind was calm, and Lou Qixue seemed a little nervous. She just sat and watched, her movements a little stiff when arranging the fox fur... It didn't seem like he was nervous.

Although she deliberately maintained the appearance, the string of Qingxin bells gifted by her.

The clear sound never stopped in the wind.

The more controlling he was, the louder the bell rang and the more confused his mind became.

Yan Conling sighed secretly, patted the corner of his clothes and stood up, "Then you do it first, I'll go in and see if the rhubarb has been eaten..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his wrist was grabbed.

She turned around in confusion. The fox demon's ears had been folded into the shape of an airplane, and he handed it to her with a resentful expression, "What are you going to do with the dog? Do you think I'm losing my hair and it doesn't look good?"

High-end fox, high-end feel.

The fur is soft and smooth, really nice.

Yan Conngling touched it twice and couldn't help but lowered her head and sucked on the fox ears.

The airplane ears straightened up instantly, and the fluff at the end trembled slightly like a dandelion.

The girl had already let go of her hand, took two steps back and said with a smile, "Let's go in and eat first."

I couldn't help but feel a bit of disappointment in my heart, but letting her eat was an important matter. Lou Qixueli collected the unfinished things and followed into the house.

In the evening, he made a special stew pot, filled with her favorite dishes. After the prince's incident, time was tight, so I almost rushed to deal with those things. As soon as I relaxed, I began to feel tired.

Yan Conling took off his clothes early, washed himself and got into bed.

Staring at the red tassels hanging on the bed curtain, she began to think.

The two letters left by the prince not only contained confessions, but also a token of the Wu family.

The Wu family is also the uncle's family of the Seventh Prince.

But over the years, due to the influence of Queen Wu, she did not pay much attention to this sick nephew. She only sent some gifts during the holidays to maintain the blood relationship. No one even noticed that she was originally a girl.

Now that the prince is gone, the Wu family's attention will naturally begin to shift. They didn't know what Queen Wu said or did behind her back. But with this token, the prince's meaning and attitude are already very clear.

Ning Fengli and the Wu family rarely move around, and their relationship is dull. This is not the case for Ning Junzhan. He is the eyeball of the old lady of the Wu family, and I am afraid it hurts her more than several direct grandchildren. This time the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away, and he became seriously ill and almost died with him.

Now, Ning Junzhan intends to continue this affection and help to his little sister.

The door was gently pushed open, and she subconsciously closed her eyes and pretended to be drowsy.

As expected, Lou Qixue only glanced at it and moved more gently. He still smelled of the night breeze outside, so he took off his robe and lay down straight next to her.

Very unusual.

Yan Conling moved her fingers on the quilt.

The fox is a clingy animal. In the past, he would always press close to me when he fell asleep. Why is he so honest today?

Feeling confused, she pretended to turn over and moved closer.

When the legs and feet are bent, the knees accidentally touch the opponent's lower back. The man immediately shrank away like a turtle, and a little suppressed sob escaped between his rapid breathing.

Yan Conngling:? ? ?

She lifted the quilt and sat up, and then she noticed that the person next to her pillow was tightly covered with quilt, and her head and face were not visible.

His body was still facing away from her, curled up into a ball just like the little fox he used to be.

He reached out and easily pulled off the quilt covering his head. The man had been covered in it for a long time, his long hair was messy and his eyes were red. Her eyes were stained with mist, as if a tea flower had bloomed to its peak, only to be shattered in the next moment.

You shouldn't be in debt, but you can't turn a blind eye to it. Yan Conling was helpless, "Why are you crying in the middle of the night?"

It was rare for Lou Qixue to act petty. He glanced at her with tearful eyes, pulled up the quilt and turned away again.

"Speak clearly." Yan Conling held the person down and said, "Don't keep talking about something." With this look of not telling anyone something, how can anyone sleep next?

Probably because of the special period, I always have to be more sensitive. Lou Qixue's mood has fluctuated greatly in the past few days, and he feels embarrassed, so he avoids looking at her now. It seemed that the reason was difficult to explain, and it took a long time before he whispered.

"The tail...is bald."

"what?"

Yan Conling was dumbfounded.

I didn't expect such a reason at all.

But when it comes to him, it feels somehow reasonable.

Realizing his reaction, he quickly added casually, "Is Kujo all bald?"

Deadly quiet.

Only then did she realize that it was better not to ask.

The fox demon was furious: "Ichijo!" She dared to think about Kujo!

"If you're bald, you're bald. No matter what, it will grow back next year anyway." Yan Conling lay down again. He could cry over such a trivial matter. Then when you left someone behind, wouldn't you have secretly cried many times behind your back?
The idea that suddenly appeared made her slightly stunned.

I don’t know if all vixens are like this, but Lou Qixue attaches great importance to her appearance. It even often gives her the illusion that she relies not on strength but on face to make a living...

Thinking of this, she finally understood something, and approached her to coax her daughter-in-law, "You look good with or without a tail, really."

Originally, he usually didn't let his tail out.

Besides, the tail doesn’t grow on the face.

As expected, I don’t understand male foxes very well.