Long Jiale

"When didn't you draw it for you?" Shen Zhoucheng held the little vixen in his arms firmly. The other party was a natural black-faced little fox. All the ssrs in his account were drawn out for him by Shen Zhoucheng.

Hearing Shen Zhoucheng's answer, Shen Li nodded in satisfaction, feeling very happy. He turned on the screen again and saw the icon of the card-drawing game app.

Although the full illustrated book is good, it would be great if he could also draw ssr by himself.

He started staring at the icon and thinking wildly, Shen Li thought to and fro, and then thought of the brainwashing declaration when netizens reposted his koi fox pictures, "Reposting koi, you must be very lucky!" There are not enough carps!" "After touching the koi, you can't wash your hands for a day!"

Come to think of it...

Maybe he was so unlucky as a fox, just because he didn't touch enough koi!

Thinking of this, Shen Li climbed onto Shen Zhoucheng's back with full motivation, spread out the whole fox into a fox pancake, made the largest contact area, and kept it tightly pulled on the koi dragon. The snow-white long tail also followed like an octopus, entwining the opponent.

Shen Li glanced at the screen on the phone, and reminded: "Zhouzhou, let's go down the mountain and go home, it's almost noon, grandma is still waiting for us to go back for dinner."

There is basically no need for an alarm clock to remind him. At the critical moment of meal time, the little vixen has a natal radar alarm clock in his body, which automatically reminds Shen Li to go home for dinner.

Shen Zhoucheng glanced at the remains of the plate of Coca-Cola chicken wings that remained on the same table. Maybe such a pound of chicken wings was just an appetizer for the little vixen.

How does he feel that after Shen Liduo grows a tail, the capacity of his stomach is getting bigger and bigger?

Or there may be another terrible guess-in fact, the tail of the nine-tailed fox is their stomach, where they store food?

Shen Li's two mischievous fox tails came out from behind and wrapped around Shen Zhoucheng's arms. The fluffy tails were still swaying up and down like a child with ADHD.

His snow-white fluff became more and more crystal-like snow under the clear light, and his two flexible tails swung from side to side, and the strength of wrapping around Shen Zhoucheng's arms also became tighter and looser from time to time. There.

Shen Zhoucheng patted the other party's two disobedient fox tails, and he was thankful that he had already put a layer of blindness around the two of them when Shen Li turned into a human and showed his tails, otherwise in the sight of this personnel coming and going At the gate of the bamboo building, this beautiful little vixen has already been exposed to the eyes of the masses.

"Take your tail back, I'm going to get rid of the blindfold."

Hearing this, Shen Li took back his cute, beautiful and fluffy two fox tails with regret in his heart. His stretched and twined tails kept shortening according to Shen Li's thoughts. When they were about the same distance, the little vixen picked up The tip of his tail brushed against Shen Zhoucheng's chin, and then on his own cheek.

After sweeping, he put away his fox tail with regret.

He is really a poor nine-tailed fox if he can't show his two beautiful tails often.

——It’s the poor and disabled Nine-Tailed Fox.

——The poor, disabled and unlucky Nine-Tailed Fox.

It's obviously a nine-tailed fox, but now it only has two pitiful two tails. It's fine with the two tails, and the only two tails can't be often exposed to play.

After putting away his fox tail depressed and regretful, Shen Li also checked the top of his head to make sure that the pointed fox ears did not leak out.

After such a set of actions is completed, it is safe and sound, and no one should find out that he is a little vixen.

Shen Li wiped his snow-white sleeves, and a circle of little foxes outlined in gold was printed on the sleeves. These little foxes all had two tails. Wrapping his sleeves, surrounded by a circle.

He waved his sleeves in front of Shen Zhoucheng, pretending to be pitiful: "I can only look at my own image for comfort."

Shen Zhoucheng pinched his soft and white wrist, the little golden foxes on the sleeves were cute, and each of them showed off their two fox tails, as if they were afraid that others would not know that it had two tails.

He couldn't help laughing, and encouraged the little vixen: "Then you should read more."

Shen Li curled his lips, how could he just "look more"?He sounds like a heartless scumbag, can't he just give him two chickens?Feeling sorry for his lovely boyfriend, he promised to give chicken to eat at noon.

As if hearing the voice of the little vixen, Shen Zhoucheng also touched the opponent's sleeve with his hand, and his hand flicked past, leaving a little white dragon outlined in gold on the opponent's clothes.

The white dragon hovered around the circle of little foxes.

Shen Li looked at the little white dragon on his sleeve with some surprise, and felt that he was barely appeased as a fox, even if he didn't have chicken, it didn't matter.

Shen Zhoucheng carried the little fox on his back all the way up the mountain. They returned from Qingbi Mountain. The mountain road is much easier now than before, but the little fox on the back is addicted and lame. He was on his back, unwilling to get off.

I met many villagers along the way, and greeted them both enthusiastically. Everyone in the village knew that Shen Li's legs and feet were not very good, and he was still moving around in a wheelchair in the Shen family's yard. Therefore, they saw Shen Zhoucheng carrying the sick boy down the mountain , I don't think there is a problem at all.

I didn't think of anything ambiguous at all.

They were all looking at Shen Li on Shen Zhoucheng's back with regretful eyes, and murmured in their hearts: such a beautiful and good-looking child, it's a pity that he had a car accident since he was a child, and it's a pity that he can't walk. Someone else will carry it.

Xiao Shen from the Shen family is also a warm-hearted person. It is said that this young man is just his good friend. He came to Qingquan Village to recuperate, but he actually dutifully carried him up and down the mountain every day.

It's really touching.

Facing the pity eyes of others, Shen Li is heartless, he is not really a lame fox, of course, a long time ago, he had the experience of being a lame fox, precisely because of the experience of being a lame fox Only then did he know how happy "Fox" is to be hugged all day long as a little fox!

Since then, he has become depraved from a simple and innocent little fox running freely in the mountains and forests.

Shen Li hugged Shen Zhoucheng's neck with a little pride, and knocked the tip of his chin on Shen Zhoucheng's left shoulder.

On Shen Zhoucheng's right shoulder, there was a little fox stand-in, a small snow-white glutinous rice dumpling, and the little glutinous rice dumpling was still wearing the koi fox coat that Shen Li had worn just now. It was fluffy and super cute.

Shen Li controls the movements of the little fox stand-in. Although he can't show his tail, he can control the fox's tail of the little stand-in.

The only regret is that the little stand-in's fox tail can't change the length and size at will like his own tail.

Just an ordinary fox tail.

And it's a fox tail made from the fox fur he shed.

Human beings are in danger of hair loss. As a fox, he also suffers from hair loss. Even if he is a nine-tailed fox full of aura, he will still lose hair.

"Zhouzhou, collect the fox fur that I lost, and give it an extra tail, okay?" Shen Li pinched the tail of the stand-in little fox, whimsically coming up with an idea.

"You want the little fox with two tails to be on the news?"

"At that time, others will come to watch you, a koi fox with only two tails."

Shen Li imagined that the picture was really not very good, "Then let's make a few more little foxes, and then I can control a bunch of little foxes to perform acrobatics or dance for you."

Shen Zhoucheng: "..."

Thanks, it's free.

Qingbi Mountain is surrounded by aura during the day, especially when Shen Zhoucheng is on the mountain, the aura in the mountain is even stronger. Since Dao Ling came to Qingbi Mountain, he has become the most elusive trail leader in Qingbi Mountain.

Xie Yihao observed this priest for several days, and found that he always got up very early every day and went out to practice early. How did he practice?Just find a place in the bamboo forest to meditate.

Their practitioners are really not particular at all, they can just find a place to sit on the ground.

Xie Yihao likes digging bamboo shoots on the mountain. If he doesn't pay attention, he will find a trail leader in the bamboo forest. In a quiet bamboo forest, a person suddenly pops up without a sound, which can really scare people to death.

After being frightened several times, Xie Yihao felt more and more mysterious about the Taoist priest's whereabouts.

However, after carefully observing the behavior of the other party, I found that although the other party went out very early every morning, but at the meal time of Wangzhulou, this diligent little Taoist leader always did not forget to appear in the hall.

Putting on an aloof appearance, the white Taoist robe on his body is as bright and clean as the moonlight, and the gorgeous clothes are spotless, waiting for the chefs to cook for him, this is like the game addiction of waiting for others to deliver meals for him on the third floor Xue Zhenqing formed a stark contrast.

When Shen Zhoucheng took the little fox down the mountain, Dao Ling was still practicing meditation in a small corner of the bamboo forest. He was a Taoist priest with full concentration, and his meal time was one later than Shen Li's Hour.

Before the meal time came, he was still a serious Taoist priest.

Surrounded by rows of tall green bamboos, the air carries the fragrance of bamboo leaves, and many bamboo leaves fell on the ground. From time to time, a few bamboo rats sneak up from behind. After nibbling on the bamboo for a while, He went back to sleep in his cave.

Suddenly a group of purple butterflies began to appear from the bamboo forest, flew to Dao Ling, and surrounded him. Dao Ling raised his left hand and waved in the air, all the purple butterflies disappeared suddenly, and then he let go of his palm, and a A beautiful purple butterfly flew out of his palm.