Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

Probably no one would have thought that the powerful regent actually took a glass jar and caught a few butterflies in it in order to please a little fox.

Even Nangong Min didn't think of it.

He thought the regent was going to catch one little fox, but he didn't expect to catch so many.

And use such good utensils to put it in.

Kyoto City is very cold now.

In the pavilion in the garden, one big and one small sat, staring blankly at the little fox wandering around on the table.

My feet were probably frozen, so I shook my legs lightly after taking two steps.

But still reluctant to come down.

Her cheek is pressed against the outside of the glass, she is very naughty, and she always deliberately scares the butterflies inside.

They were so frightened that they fled in all directions.

After playing like this for a while, I felt bored again, and I bent my body and wanted to lie down.

He was picked up by a pair of big hands.

The man's deep voice sounded from above his head.

"cold."

"Boom~"

The little fox raised his head and glanced behind him.

There was no need to struggle, and she snuggled into his arms obediently.

Nangong Min stood up.

Seeing that they were leaving, he looked back and forth, a little anxiously: "Prince Regent, there are butterflies."

As he said this, he wanted to pick up the glass jar.

However, An Yi suddenly appeared and got it first: "Your Majesty, just leave it to your subordinates."

"Ah, little fox isn't playing anymore?"

He wanted to ask again.

But that slender figure was getting further and further away.

Why bother waiting for An Yi to answer.

"Then keep it."

He turned around and chased after him.

Li Dequan also hurriedly followed: "Your Majesty, please run slower and don't fall."

"Da da da......"

Nangong Min hummed and ran to the man: "Prince Regent, wait for me."

He was dressed warmly.

After running like this for a while, my body was no longer cold at all, but my cheeks were cold.

My nose was also red from the cold.

Feng Yan carefully protected the little fox in her arms, and when she sat down, she lowered her eyes and glanced at it.

"Bring your Majesty some tea."

"Yes."

The little emperor didn't even catch his breath yet, he hummed and climbed up on the chair to sit down.

Hug Yubazi in your hand tightly.

Then I felt a lot better.

Feng Yan gently stroked the soft fur under his hands and said casually: "Who did Your Majesty say he wanted to have a farewell dinner with?"

"Beautiful sister, is she still in Kyoto City?"

"Ah."

The little fox that was lying lazily suddenly paused, and its round and thick ears moved slightly.

It seems to have opened up a bit.

"Then which family does she belong to?"

"Which one is it from?"

Feng Yan looked calm, and kept moving his hands, slowly moving up, and gently pinched the cool ears: "Which company do you think it is from?"

The warmth from his ears made Yan He feel comfortable, and he subconsciously rubbed his head against it.

Hearing this, he subconsciously raised his head.

The phoenix eyes were deep, staring closely at him, like a calm but extremely dangerous whirlpool, ready to suck her in at any time.

The little emperor next to him shook his head: "I don't know either, but my sister also wants to celebrate the festival with her family today, right?"

"Ah."

One person and one fox were still looking at each other.

In the end, it was Yan He who looked away first, unable to bear it at all.

He fouled.

The little emperor knew nothing about the turbulent undercurrent next to him.

He also sighed with some regret: "What a pity. I don't know when we can meet again."

He didn't know why, but he just felt that that sister was very kind.

As good as a little fox.

Although the little fox can be quite fierce sometimes.

But the regent was even more vicious.

He still likes it.

Yan He lay on Feng Yan's arm, feeling his rapid heartbeat.

His mind was no longer on the conversation between the two.

Feng Yan's behavior just now was too strange.

How could he ask himself?

Even when I am teasing her, I never ask this type of question.

That's not what he would say to himself.

How can a little fox understand human speech? How can he know so much?

I haven’t waited for myself to figure it out yet.

"it is good!"

The little emperor across from him suddenly jumped down from his chair and shouted angrily.

Her doubts were interrupted.

Before she could look over.

The little emperor had already come forward on his own.

His hands tried back and forth several times before he slowly came over and touched her.

Gently, he quickly took it back.

"Little fox, the regent said he will take us out to play in the evening, are you happy?"

"The little fox won't go."

"what?"

One sentence attracted both eyes.

"Why doesn't the little fox go?"

Feng Yan's face didn't change: "It's too cold outside, let her sleep at home."

"Um, okay."

Apparently someone who didn't expect to have to take him with him wherever he went suddenly said he wouldn't take it with him.

Yan He raised his head and stared blankly for a while.

Then he narrowed his eyes to block the flash of doubt in his eyes.

No way I can explain it.

But the more inexplicable it is, the stranger it becomes.

"The little fox is sleeping every time he goes out. It's really better not to go out anymore. It's cold in the carriage."

"Ah."

Very reasonable.

But it's not right.

Yan He felt that he had missed something.

Somewhat distressed, he stretched out his paws to hold his head, feeling that his brain was not working well after turning into a fox.

Where is the right place for a little fox to think about problems.

Eating and drinking is the way to go.

The little emperor was talking to himself: "Will that sister come out today?"

"perhaps."

"Hopefully she'll come out."

Feng Yan's eyes fell on the huddled little fox, and she couldn't help but curl her lips: "I hope so too."

The voice just fell.

The fox ears suddenly "fluttered" and emerged from both arms.

"Does the regent also like my sister?"

"Ah."

In the little emperor's knowledge, there is only one kind of liking: "As much as he likes the little fox?"

"Ah."

"me too."

The little fox, who had been confessed by the two, moved, and slowly put its ears back into its arms.

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Yan He came out early.

Anyway, Yousu said not to take the little fox with him, so she ate the roast rabbit and got into bed early.

Squatting alone by the lively Luoyang River, I began to think clearly.

When she was a little fox, her thinking was always restricted and her thoughts were easily interrupted.

A cold wind blew now.

Everything that happened before came to mind one by one.

From the first meeting between two people, to the second meeting, and then to the upcoming third meeting.

Would he go shopping with a strange woman, or someone who could barely be considered his savior?

With his personality, would he buy candied haws and peach blossom cakes?

It seems like he hasn't asked her about her identity, right?

He doesn't even know his own identity, he...

he does not know?