King's domineering fox pet

Chapter 315 Isn't this little fox a female? !

Suzaku dodged to the door and stopped her.

"Master is healing, don't go in yet!"

Lord Yaoguang stared at Chu Tianyi for a while, then turned to Baihu's room, and asked Suzaku softly.

"How about the two of them?!"

"Baihu take a rest, you will wake up soon!"

Healing Baihu's skin wound, Longyuan withdrew his palm, got up and covered Baihu's thin blanket, then stood up straight and walked to the door.

"Mr. Xing should take care of your apprentice Chu Tianyi. He is now with Lei Lingzhu. This is not a good thing!"

While speaking, he turned around and walked into Chu Tianyi's room, and Lord Yaoguang Xing hurriedly followed him in.

Then, the door was closed.

Only then did Suzaku let the door open and let Su Ying and others enter the room.

When they came to the bed, they looked at the sleeping Baihu's face, filled with emotion.

Su Ying felt something strange.

At this time, Bai Hu was lying flat on the bed, his body was only covered with a thin layer of cloth blanket, and the exquisite curve of his chest was fully displayed.

The originally slightly masculine handsome face is now unbelievably charming, although the appearance is almost the same, with soft lines.

No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a man!

"Senior Sister Qin, why do I think Brother Bai is so weird?!" Su Ying asked Qin Aoxue suspiciously.

"Big Brother Bai?!"

Suzaku raised her eyebrows and looked at Baihu on the bed in doubt.

"Isn't this little fox the mother's?!"

Su Ying couldn't help but stood there in a daze.

How could her elder brother Bai, the Baihu whom she admired, be a woman? !

As if her heart was pinched by someone, Su Ying felt her throat sore, she turned around abruptly, she pushed away Zhuang Chen behind her, and strode away.

"Yinger?!"

Qin Aoxue hurriedly chased after her.

Seeing the two women run away, Suzaku couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Did I say something wrong?!"

Zhuang Chen shrugged his shoulders at him, and raised the corners of his lips mockingly.

"It's not your fault!"

Who is wrong?
Who can tell!

Or, no one is at fault, what is wrong is that the arrangement of fate is too tricky.

PS: Come here in the afternoon and continue in the evening
(End of this chapter)