Long Jiale

Zhao Siri laughed dryly for a while, but there was no smile on Shen Zhoucheng in front of him, nor did he take the initiative to tell him that he was actually joking... Zhao Siri's heart sank more and more until he saw the handsome man in front of him The man glanced at his own legs and then at Zhao Siri's legs——

—— Zhao Siri had an epiphany in his heart.

It's five or six hours of the other person's footsteps, not him, God, how much longer is it going to go?

Thinking of the journey ahead, Zhao Siri swallowed deeply, and he felt that the saliva in his mouth had turned into bitter bitter tea.

The two started to move forward again, and there were already dense forests in front of them, as if they had entered a primeval forest. The forest was quiet and quiet, only the occasional chirping of birds. In most cases, even the chirping of birds could not be heard. There was only the sound of howling wind in my ears.

There is no shop in front of the village and no shop in the back. In such a forest, if there is only one person alone, he will probably be scared to death.

Shen Zhoucheng held the little white dumpling in his arms, and always walked in front. His steps were brisk, even, and his breathing was very steady. Poor Zhao Siri in the back, carrying a big black bag, holding a bamboo stick in his hand, panting, he would have to pant after walking a few steps, his breathing became more and more rapid, his forehead was covered with sweat .

Shen Zhoucheng controlled the distance between himself and Zhao Siri, led the way in front, and did not let his figure out of Zhao Siri's sight. Every time he turned a corner, he would stop and wait for the other party, lest the other party follow him. Not on him.

In the current forest, there is no signal on the mobile phone. Looking at the gray signal grid in the mobile phone, Zhao Siri's mentality is about to collapse. Now he is cursing the three major operators in his heart. Is there a signal?Why is there no signal coverage in this ghost forest?

As a modern youth, the loss of mobile phone signal is enough to cause Zhao Siri to panic. He can't help speeding up his pace, keeping pace with Shen Zhoucheng in front of him. In this ghost forest, if he loses Shen Zhoucheng , then he will be finished.

If the mobile phone has no signal and gets lost, then he has to feed wild animals in the mountains and forests.

Just think about it.

The little fox in Shen Zhoucheng's arms has eaten his breakfast happily since he woke up. It is at the time when he is in high spirits. On the opponent's arm, two short paws rest on the outside of the opponent's arm, and the fox's tail hangs behind, shaking one after another.

It watched the surrounding scenery with great interest, and was in a very happy mood, which can be called a fox-hearted joy. It ignored reporter Zhao behind it, and this was its double date with Shen Zhoucheng!

Occasionally, at corners, he can secretly transform into Shen Li, avoiding Zhao Siri's sight, and sneak kisses on the face of the dragon he likes, not to mention how happy he is.

There is an unexpected pleasure of cheating.

Especially Linghu is happy.

So the little fox happily hummed his own little fox song, filling the song with all his happiness.

A cheerful fox cry spread in the woods.

Shen Zhoucheng couldn't help but smile when he heard the fox barking in his ear. After two years, his little fox is still obsessed with this little tune.

After all, it is originally a fox with tone deafness.

Sound can convey emotions. Zhao Siri, who was behind, also heard the sound of the fox from the front. The sound was full of joy. I wonder if it was the joy of returning home or something?

Zhao Siri: "..." panting heavily, unable to utter a word.

He raised his head and saw Shen Zhoucheng's tall back in front of him. He was tall and had a pair of enviable long legs. Once those legs were straddled, his steps were half the size of ordinary people. Zhao Siri accelerated his speed to keep up with him. pace of.

So desperate... I also want a pair of long legs.

Also in this wilderness, the other party's pace seems to be walking a red carpet, but Zhao Siri's pace can only be described as "lingering on his last breath" and "hanging his life", looking at his back like a stroll , there are bursts of cheerful foxes calling Bu Dao in my ears...don't mention how desperate.

The happiness is theirs, but mine is not.

Shen Zhoucheng looked back and found that Zhao Siri was exhausted and out of breath, and he was carrying a big black bag on his back. He was walking hard with crutches, and it seemed that he couldn't walk anymore. Shen Zhoucheng couldn't bear it. , so he took the initiative to ask the other party, wanting to help him reduce the burden, "Let me help you carry the bag."

When Zhao Siri heard this, he didn't care whether he was polite or not, and gave the other party the bag on his back at the speed of light. He couldn't carry this big black bag for a long time!Along the way, he had the urge to throw this bag away countless times.

Shen Zhoucheng weighed the other party's big bag, thinking that no wonder the other party couldn't walk, it was really heavy, probably brought a lot of things.

Zhao Siri is a man of liberal arts with a delicate mind. He was afraid that there would be no water on the mountain, so he brought three bottles of water, snacks such as eight-treasure porridge, potato chips, broad beans, and spicy fish, as well as medicines such as band-aid iodine, and scissors and fruit knives. Tool of……

He brought everything well, but like a freshman returning home, he felt that he had to bring everything, but he ignored whether he could carry it.

"There is a lot of food in the bag, little brother Shen, would you like to eat some?" Zhao Siri blushed a little, and after throwing off the heavy burden on his body, he felt much more relaxed, so he thanked the kind-hearted people who relieved him of the burden .

Shen Zhoucheng was afraid that the other party would feel sorry, so he randomly took a bag of potato chips, carried the other party's big black bag on his back, and continued walking up the mountain.

Going further, the forest is deeper, the sky is high and the land is wide, surrounded by trees and there are only trees. There are lush forests in front of you. Some trees have grown wild fruits. The little fox is very happy to see these wild fruits. Command Shen Zhoucheng continued to help it pick.

Eating wild fruits all the way, humming a cheerful little song, and continuing to walk forward, like an outing.

Zhao Siri observed the little white fox from behind, watching the little guy, who ate two giant chicken legs in the morning, drank a bottle of goat milk, and ate wild fruits all the way. eat.

It ate so much, but it stayed in Brother Shen's arms all morning, without taking a step.

It is better at eating and not moving than other orange cats.

Although this little fox is wild, it is estimated that it has been disabled by Brother Shen in the past two years. Like those cats that cannot catch mice, they have lost their ability to survive in the wild.

"Brother Shen, this little white fox has been raised by the family for a long time, can it still run on this mountain?" As a reporter with a strong thirst for knowledge, Zhao Siri couldn't help asking this thought-provoking question.

In fact, he still wanted to have some jokes. Now that the little chubby fox was put back into the forest, after such a long journey, it is estimated that this little guy might not be able to run home.

The little fox poked its head out from Shen Zhoucheng's shoulder, saw Zhao Siri behind him, and the narrowness in his eyes.

He actually underestimated Mr. Fox.

The little fox licked its paws, and decided to show it to the rare and strange reporter in front of it. It supported Shen Zhoucheng's arm with its paws, squeezed out its small body, swished, and the snow-white body jumped out.

That dexterous snow-white body quickly shuttled through the woods. It was so fast that the naked eye could barely catch a shadow.

The little fox, as a tyrant in the mountains of Qingbi Mountain, referred to as "Shanba" for short, is the most proud of the mountain tyrant fox who often goes to patrol the mountains, than its dexterous movements and galloping speed.

Even if the current Shen Zhoucheng throws it to a mountain, it can run home quickly.

Zhao Siri's eyes were wide open, his face full of disbelief, and he watched the white fox deftly shuttle between the mountains and forests, its snow-white body quickly disappeared behind one tree, and immediately arrived at another tree.Among the dead leaves and vines of that dexterous body, there was only a fast-moving white shadow left.

So fast!

At this time, Zhao Siri finally had a realization that the other party was a rare little white fox.

If this little guy hadn't accidentally wandered into Shen's house, it would have been very difficult for this small white fox to be hunted by humans.The wild beasts in the woods probably couldn't do anything to it, because it was small in stature, could shuttle around in various places, and ran extremely fast, so it was hard to spot.

At this moment, Zhao Siri finally believed that the little white fox stayed in Shen's house willingly. If it wanted to run away, it would have gone to some deep mountain and old forest to hide.

Such wild animals should be happier living in the wild.However, Zhao Siri remembered that Brother Shen had contracted a mountain, and this little fox could run around in his own mountain every day, but he was free.

Zhao Siri: "..."

His eyes searched in the mountains and forests, carefully catching the figure of the little white fox. Next, he saw a scene that made his scalp tingle. The rope swam quickly on the leaves as if escaping, and behind it was a little white dumpling chasing it.

Zhao Siri: "!!!!!!!" The mist is so hasty, there are poisonous snakes! ! ! ! ! ! !

Young birthday! ! !The fox chased the snake to play.

When the black snake swam past Zhao Siri in a panic, his legs went limp, and the little white fox also flashed past him and ran into another jungle.

After the snake ran away, Xiaobai Tuanzi was too lazy to chase too far. When he came back, he held a little hare with his paws, raised the little fox's leg and kicked the short tail of the snake. After finishing the performance of chasing the snake and chasing the rabbit, he happily ran towards Shen Zhoucheng.

Zhao Siri saw the dexterous little white fox coming towards them, and when the opponent ran over, he slowed down, so that Zhao Siri could clearly see the beautiful body of the little white fox when it was running. As a reporter's instinct, he Subconsciously took a few pictures with the camera

A beautiful little white fox running sideways.

When he put down the camera, the dexterous little white fox had jumped onto Shen Zhoucheng's body, lying happily in his arms like a little salted fish.

At this time, Zhao Siri no longer dared to underestimate the white fox.

This white fox has overturned all Zhao Siri's previous cognition about it. Zhao Siri originally thought that this little white fox was cute, docile, obedient and clingy, a harmless and simple little guy like a house cat...

However actually:

This is a fur fox.