Don't mess with that Miao boy, he's sickly and perverted.

The little fox still dared not remove its paw.

But it felt something tickling its nose.

It's so itchy...

The little black nose twitched, and finally couldn't hold back—Achoo!

A big sneeze.

Its claws also spread out.

A boy was squatting in front of her, frantically wiping his face: "Ugh, you little fox! It's been so long, and you greet this snake like that! I finally managed to conjure up this cute face, and I just saved you! You owe me my face!"

He flicked the ends of his hair behind his ears, revealing a puffed-up face.

Ok?

The little fox tilted its head, its eyes full of confusion.

Who is this person? The tone is so familiar, but it clearly doesn't recognize them; this is its first time leaving Tushan.

Besides, it didn't sneeze on purpose. It wouldn't have been so rude if he hadn't tickled its nose with the end of his hair.

The little fox blinked, as if to say something innocent.

But out of kindness, it still reached out its paw and patted his hand, which was wiping his face, reassuringly.

He then removed his hand, revealing a pair of clean, bright black eyes that shone like stars. His bangs were slightly curled and naturally parted to the sides, with a red ribbon tied at the ends. The edges of his clothes were also red, indicating that he liked the color very much.

"I've got it! I've figured out what I need you to compensate me for."

Red Dragon grinned: "Roasted rabbit! I want to eat your roasted rabbit!"

The more he thought about it, the more he craved it, and he couldn't help but swallow.

He hadn't felt this way in a very, very long time.

Ever since Xiaomi fell into its owner's arms, it seems that it has lost its appetite. It finds everything tasteless and chews like wax.

The owner said that Xiaomi was just asleep.

But later, Xiaomi disappeared.

The light in the master's eyes also completely disappeared. Even when he finally transformed into human form, he felt no joy, but simply tossed him aside on the Pure Bright Platform, ignoring him completely.

He felt he was even worse off than his master.

The master was only abandoned once, but he was abandoned twice!

Abandoned by Xiaomi, and then abandoned by its owner.

He wanted to secretly follow his master's scent to find Xiaomi, but unexpectedly he encountered Hongxiao on the way.

This was the first time in a long time that the Red Dragon had felt genuine joy, and his cravings seemed to have been rekindled.

He remembered the rabbit leg he had gnawed on in the small courtyard with the bamboo fence. He had never eaten such delicious meat before; it was so fragrant that he almost swallowed his tongue.

After leaving Qianwu Town, he once tried to roast the rabbit himself, turning it over and over in the fire, but he could never recreate the original taste.

Nothing I do is right.

He even got a dirty look from his owner and was scolded for not doing his job properly.

"Hongxiao, I am Hongjiao, my name is very similar to yours. It doesn't matter that you've forgotten me, I just want to ask you, do you still remember how to roast a rabbit?"

He suddenly remembered something, and his expression froze. This little fox had lost all its cultivation and did not remember its past.

Have they even forgotten how to roast rabbit?!

For him, this was a complete shock.

This is the only thing that has piqued his interest lately.

Red silk... Red dragon...

The little fox was stunned for a moment. How come it didn't know that its name was Hongxiao?

This person is so strange.

But how did he know it had learned how to roast rabbit?

I learned this skill from the oldest fox clan woman back in Tushan. She had cultivated herself into human form long ago, and she said she was tired of eating raw food all the time, so she invented a seasoning that made everything she grilled smell delicious.

Back then, many little foxes gathered in a group. While the other little foxes only knew how to eat, it sat aside diligently, memorizing everything. It loved learning things and was thinking that when it transformed into human form, it would try roasting a rabbit to eat.

The problem is, it only knows the method, but hasn't actually practiced it, because it doesn't bake by hand.

However, the little fox nodded; it did indeed know how to roast a rabbit, and that couldn't be lied about.

But the doubts in my heart only deepened.

Its companions who began cultivation with it all achieved human form, but it remained a little fox, a fact that puzzled it greatly. Coupled with what this person said, could it have left Tushan before? Did it have a forgotten memory?

Just as I was wondering what was going on, I suddenly felt myself being lifted up.

It flinched in fright, thinking it would be hoisted up in the rope bag again, but instead, the boy named Red Dragon tossed it high into the air and caught it steadily with both hands.

He held it high, spinning it around, his clear eyes sparkling in the sunlight, a grin spreading from his lips to his ears: "Great! You haven't forgotten how to roast a rabbit!"

The wisps of hair on her forehead were lifted by the wind, brushing past her bright and spirited eyes.

The little fox was so dizzy from being shaken that its four legs kicked wildly in the air, and its tail swung like a propeller.

It looked down at him and suddenly realized that this person was really strange.

It's just a roasted rabbit, why are you so happy?

But his appearance was so endearing that it was impossible to dislike him. His eyes were curved into crescent moons, and the tip of his nose was slightly red. Whether it was excitement or something else, he seemed to want to hug it and spin it around a hundred and eighty times before he would stop.

He suddenly stopped, his dark, bright eyes fixed intently on it: "Hongxiao, Hongxiao, can you still roast rabbit for me? I miss your roast rabbit so much! You have no idea how long I've been thinking about it; I've even dreamed about eating it several times."

This time, the little fox was out of options. It only had small paws, so it probably couldn't fulfill its wish.

Seeing that she didn't answer, the red dragon became anxious. His eyes suddenly lit up, and a flash of red light appeared at his fingertips as he sent the energy into the little fox's body.

"I've shared some of your cultivation with you, so now you can speak." He looked at her expectantly. "How about that? Am I loyal enough? Where in the world can you find a snake as good as me? Now, can I have some roasted rabbit?"

"I..." The little fox felt a tickle in its throat and let out a slightly hoarse voice.

Her pupils widened in surprise, and she tentatively began, "I..."

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean'? Answer me already!" The red dragon grabbed one of its ears and brought it close, deliberately looking fierce. "Didn't you hear me?"

Sharp fangs suddenly grew out, and beneath the handsome young man's skin, a serpentine phantom opened its blood-red maw.

In just a moment.

The little fox shuddered at the sound waves and curled up into a small ball.

His round eyes were filled with terror, and his nose twitched slightly.

They look so pitiful.

Like a child who had done something wrong, Hongjiao scratched his head sheepishly: "I give up, I give up. How come you're still so timid? You can't take a scare every time."

"I heard you speak," the little fox said hurriedly. It was its first time speaking human language, and it was still a little unaccustomed to it. Its voice was low and almost like a murmur. "But, but I only have claws. I can only catch rabbits, but I can't build a grill, make seasonings, or flip them over to roast. It's very troublesome. I saw the old woman roasting rabbits, and she had so many steps."

"Why don't you... wait for me?" The little fox felt it was hard to refuse such kindness. "Just wait three hundred years, and once I've transformed into human form, I'll roast you right away."

The red dragon blinked, its gaze falling on her small white paws. Her entire body was covered in fiery red fox fur, except for her four white paws.

He picked up one of his front paws with two fingers and examined it for a moment. The paw pads were soft and warm, unlike his cold, serpentine body or the hard shell he had in his beast form.

I couldn't resist giving it a few quick pinches.

It's not even as strong as a rabbit's leg; expecting it to roast a rabbit with these tiny paws is really asking the impossible.

"Increase your cultivation, take human form—that's easy." The red dragon's lips curled into a smile. "From today onward, you'll stay by my side, and I'll give you half of all the cultivation I've accumulated. My master's master said that if you do good deeds and accumulate merit while cultivating, you might not become a fox demon in the future, but a fox immortal!"

"Wow, that's amazing! There's such a good thing!" The little fox's eyes lit up.

She wouldn't even dare to dream of a fox spirit.

The entire Tushan Mountain is populated by fox demons; not a single fox fairy has ever emerged from it.

"Of course, what kind of relationship do we have? Would I lie to you?" The red dragon lifted the little fox and placed it on its shoulder. "From now on, this spot is exclusively yours. Follow me, and you'll be sure to reap the benefits!"

The little fox stared blankly at his shoulder, momentarily lost in thought.

In my memory, it seems to have once stood on someone's shoulder and jumped around like this, but it seems to have mischievously climbed up there on its own.

This is the first time someone has offered it to their shoulder.

As the red dragon stood up, its field of vision suddenly opened up.

A gust of wind blew, and the red fluff rose with the wind, like a burning flame.

It felt incredibly powerful.

"Did we know each other before? What's our relationship?" the little fox asked curiously.

At that moment, it stood on my shoulder, and its voice came close to my ear.

Hongjiao's face felt hot. He inexplicably remembered that Xiaomi had once said that her father had cooked for her mother his whole life.

Therefore, a husband and wife relationship is one where one person cooks for the other for a lifetime.

He had a sudden inspiration: if he wanted the little fox to roast rabbits for him for the rest of his life, he might as well trick it this once.

Anyway, it doesn't remember anything.

Having inherited Xiaomi's acting skills, Hongjiao coughed twice and said in a serious tone, "You've actually forgotten our past friendship. It's disheartening. True disheartening isn't about loud arguments, but about brief words and shallow views."

This phrase was naturally learned from Xiaomi.

Little fox: "?"

It turned its head to look. The boy was all smiles just a second ago, but how come his face was all dark and gloomy the next second?

It asked with concern, "What's wrong? Were we on good terms before?"

"That's quite extraordinary. We used to be husband and wife," the red dragon turned its face, meeting the orange-yellow pupils.

The little fox was dumbfounded: "Husband and wife? What's that?"

Red Dragon hesitated: "Uh... one man and one woman, they're a couple."

Little fox: "Do we absorb each other's vital energy?"

Hongjiao corrected: "No, no. It seems to be that the two people were both wearing bright red clothes, and then they walked hand in hand for a while."

The little fox's eyes lit up: "No wonder we both have 'red' in our names, we're husband and wife!"

Red Dragon: "Of course, you used to roast rabbits for me every day..."

Little Fox: "Red Dragon, where are we going now? To catch rabbits?"

Red Dragon: "Go find my master, and my other master, Xiaomi."

Little Fox: "Xiaomi...that name sounds so familiar."

In the mountains and forests, the figures of a man and a fox gradually disappeared into the distance. The little fox, perched on the boy's shoulder, draped its tail around the boy's neck.

The setting sun cast their shadows long and long, overlapping each other, making it impossible to distinguish which was the boy and which was the little fox.

The wind carried the intermittent sounds of conversation, then gently swept them away.