Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

What can be caught is nothing but an empty wind.

The man turned into mist and dissipated from his eyes.

"Who are you?" he asked.

In response to him, only the peach blossoms rustled in the sky.

Xiao Ling suddenly opened his eyes.

That dream was too real, and it took a long time for his pupils to relax before he had a slight focus.

As soon as he was so concentrated, his body froze again.

This... what's going on? …

How could he hold someone in his arms?

Still a woman? !

Xiao Ling moved his head back slightly stiffly.

Bai Zhen's peaceful sleep was reflected in his eyes.

Her head was buried in front of his chest, her hair was a little messy, a few strands of hair were curled up in disobedience, her rosy mouth was slightly pouted, as if she had dreamed of something unhappy.

They were so close, so close that he could see the tiny fluff on her face, so close that he could feel the heat on his chest with her every breath...

Xiao Ling felt a little burning on his face, and lifted his head up.

The eyes saw-

A pair of white, fluffy ears?

It seemed to answer his guesses.

The ears still moved, one stood up and the other drooped down...

Xiao Ling's beautiful eyes blinked, covered with a layer of ignorance, thinking that he was still in a dream, and lowered his head again.

It doesn't matter if you move like that.

The sight sees-

Something that shouldn't be seen.

Because of the pulling of the quilt, the girl's smooth and white shoulders were exposed, and as far as her eyes could see, she had skin like fine porcelain jade, her collarbone was slightly covered by hair, and the lines were beautiful and sexy. You can see a looming semicircle, and a shallow ditch-gully...

Fog grass!

Xiao Ling cursed inwardly, his face blushing like an apple.

He slowly raised his hand, his fingertips trembled slightly as he lifted the quilt a little—

The fragrant-bright picture that entered the eyes made those ink eyes shake violently twice.

next second.

Xiao Ling suddenly sat up and jumped out of bed.

Because of his nervousness, Xu staggered under his feet and fell to the ground.

Several questions keep circulating in my mind.

He obviously sent her back yesterday, how did she appear on his bed?

He can't really, really do something worse than a beast, right?

No, how could he not remember it at all?

He can feel the pain, it shouldn't be a dream...

What the **** is going on here?

…

Perhaps because of his too much movement, the girl turned over reluctantly and rubbed her eyes.

"Well, why is it so noisy..."

Bai Zhen sat up in a daze, the quilt slipped down with her movements, revealing a large piece of skin.

Xiao Ling looked at the scene in front of him and felt that a wave of heat burned directly from the head to the soles of his feet. He had lost his ability to organize language...

"You! You... hurry up, get on the quilt and pull it up, no, cover it up! No, hey!"

He said incoherently, his eyes moved away from the eye-catching piece of skin, and fell on the ear above Bai Zhen's head...

Well. really the ears?

No, why is there a tail?

ear? Tail? …

The girl looked down blankly in the direction he pointed, and then screamed.

"what-!!"

She pulled the quilt abruptly, a pair of beautiful eyes staring at Xiao Ling angrily.

"You! You despicable villain! Satyr! Beast! Shameless!!"

Xiao Ling was stunned by being scolded by his head and face.

damn it.

He doesn't even know what happened...

He pointed at himself, dubious, "I... I really... yes, to you...?"