vixen meets frigid ghost

Yan Qing woke up from the smell of the high priest. He stretched himself, hugged the cushion under him happily and rolled happily, like a little fool.

This cushion was made by the High Priest out of the hair he shed. It is soft and carries his breath.

The breath of the big monster is beneficial to the little monsters of the same clan, and they will subconsciously get close to it, and it is inevitable to speak lightly.

So when the high priest came back, he could only helplessly watch Yan Qing sharpen his claws on the mat, and the hair flew everywhere without knowing it, but made a pleasant purring sound from time to time.

"High priest!" Yan Qing had already noticed him coming when the high priest had just entered the cave, his eyes were a little erratic, he stretched his body, jumped on the high priest, and licked his face flatteringly.

"Stop making trouble?" The high priest rubbed his head non-stop, grabbed him very comfortably and spread it on his shoulders. His smile should have a sense of distance, but when he spoke lightly, it seemed extraordinarily soft.

Yan Qing and him have a quarter of the same blood, and they are both nine-tailed white foxes, so naturally they should be closer.

Of course, it also has something to do with your personality.

"Hee hee." Yan Qing looked at the white hairs all over the floor and smiled foolishly, obviously wanting to prevaricate.

"Change back." The high priest didn't want to blame him, so he let him pretend to be crazy and look away. He pinched the soft-spoken fox's ears and said softly.

Yan Qing was a little depressed: "Don't you like my original form playing cute in your arms the most?"

The high priest looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "Do you still want to act like a baby in my arms when you are so old?"

Yan Qing blushed, obediently jumped off the ground, and then turned into a human form, then sat cross-legged on the mat, and retorted: "I'm only two hundred years old, not too old."

"Indeed." The high priest opened his arms: "Then do you want me to hug you?"

Yan Qing shook his head shyly, "No more, hee hee."

"Ah Qing, tell me about your time at school."

"Ah, there are so many, who do you want to listen to?"

"Then, it's the person you dated."

Yan Qing's eyes lit up all of a sudden, he organized his words, and then he said incessantly: "Zheng Xihe, I couldn't see him at first, but occasionally I would feel something beside me. I thought I was wrong."

"Later, when I came home, my sister said that there was a ghost beside me, and teased me that it looked ugly, hehe, I don't know what kind of deal my sister made with him, anyway, in a short time, he not only went There are still entities in our school."

"He's super stupid, he confessed his love to me on the first day, the weird kind."

The high priest stroked his extremely long hair, and a dangerous light flashed in his squinted eyes for a moment.

"It was only later that I found out that he was not malicious, and he was super simple. Of course, except for the fact that he often showed his presence in front of me and said some things that he didn't know, everything was fine."

"and then?"

"Then?" Yan Qing tilted his head and thought for a while, "Then, I promise him."

"How about the others?"

"He treats me very well, hehe." Yan Qing said happily.

The high priest's tone was cool: "Ah Qing, stay with me for a while longer, otherwise it will be a long time before we see you again."

"En!" Yan Qing nodded without thinking, but after nodding, he hesitated: "High Priest..."

"Ah Qing. We haven't seen each other for a long time." The high priest reminded.

Yan Qing was even more entangled, he looked at the hopeful eyes of the high priest, couldn't help but agreed.

The corners of the High Priest's mouth curled up slightly. The more he listened to Zheng Xihe's affairs, the more he didn't want to go back to see him. What should I do? ?

This sense of sight of being taken away by a wolf...