What's wrong with people! [Quick Transmigration]

Ning Xuan didn't sleep peacefully that night, probably because he saw Cheng Qingyang showing his violent side again before going to bed, and he dreamed about that time again.

He was alone in the cold room, no windows, no sound, the lights were on in the room, there was food on the table, he couldn’t do anything except stare blankly, the door opened, and a tall young man pushed it open and walked in. Seeing him looking over, she smiled and asked him, "Did you miss me?"

He opened his eyes suddenly, the sunlight from outside the window came in and fell on his face, Ning Xuan covered his eyes with his hands a little uncomfortable, and was about to get up when he suddenly felt someone beside him.

Did Cheng Qingyang come in again?It's rare that there is no hands and feet.

Feeling the warm touch with that person, Ning Xuan carefully propped up his body so as not to wake him up, but stopped when his eyes inadvertently caught a peaceful sleeping face.

The person lying on the bed had a palm-sized face, the long eyelashes cast thick shadows, and the brown hair was softly attached to the cheeks.

Ning Xuan got up to let the sun shine on his face, his slightly pouting lips seemed to be pursed with some displeasure, a pair of slender and white arms pulled the quilt that Ning Xuan brought up, turned over with his eyes closed and called out Sleep soundly.

Ning Xuan was stunned for a while, only to realize that he didn't know the young boy sleeping on his bed with confidence at all. He had just woken up and hadn't figured out the situation. The teenager who was sleeping soundly was interrupted one after another, and buried his head in the quilt in a fit of anger, his whole body was tightly wrapped like a silkworm baby.

...What's the situation?

Ning Xuan has a good temper. When he woke up and saw strangers, he was not very angry. He just felt confused. He went to poke again, but saw that the quilt was suddenly lifted, and the brown-haired boy sat down with resentment on his face. Straight, "What are you doing! I'm still going to sleep!"

His voice was milky, so soft that it made people feel soft. His pair of juicy almond eyes looked at Ning Xuan accusingly, coupled with his unhappy face, Ning Xuan felt a little guilty for a while when the room was occupied.

"Well, don't be angry, I'm just asking, why do you..." He was soft-tempered and asked in a somewhat embarrassed tone, but suddenly the boy threw his face all over.

"Owner!!"

Early in the morning, a young boy with exquisite appearance called him master, Ning Xuan's face turned red almost immediately, he hurriedly pushed the brown-haired boy away, and stammered: "You, don't bark, I Not your master..."

"Master, how can you be so reckless and give up all the time!" Hearing what he said, the young boy wrinkled his joyful face just now, "Didn't you say you like me the most?"

Ning Xuan almost thought that he had time-traveled, but no matter how he looked at it, this was his home, "Well, little brother, you may have misunderstood."

He was talking, but his eyes were fixed on the little boy's head, and he didn't move.

"You you you!" He pointed at the brunette boy in disbelief, "On your head!"

"On the head?" The little boy tilted his head for no reason, and reached out to touch the two fiery red ears on the top of his head. The ears trembled sensitively. He didn't notice anything unusual, "Master, what's wrong with the head?" gone?"

"Ear, ear!" God knows how much effort Ning Xuan took to say these two words. He looked at the trembling very happily, and he couldn't see the fake fluffy ears at all. Chong collapsed.

"Master, what's the matter with you!" Seeing Ning Xuan stuttering and unable to speak, the young boy gave him a few strange glances, and skillfully opened the closet under the bed sheet.

Most of Ning Xuan's clothes were sportswear. He glanced at them with some distaste, but when he saw Cheng Qingyang's formal clothes next to him, he still picked up the sportswear.

He wouldn't wear that big bad guy's clothes!

"Master, I'm going to change clothes, you turn around..."

"Ah?" Ning Xuan was still in shock.

"Turn around!" The brown-haired boy repeated in a good-tempered manner.

"Ah, oh, oh, good..." Only then did Ning Xuan come to his senses, and quickly turned his back. Being so frightened, his brain was completely awake, and he spun fast to recall what happened last night. What's up with the teenager.

Although he thought it was impossible, the fiery red ears on the young man's head, and the fact that he had one master at a time, still made Ning Xuan think in the most impossible direction.

As for whether it was a prank, Ning Xuan only thought for a second before dispelling the idea. He had no friends at all, and if he wanted to play a prank, only Cheng Qingyang was the only one. The naked teenager is sent to the bed!

After much deliberation, he couldn't find the truth, and waited until the boy happily turned to him in clothes that were too big for him.

The young boy, who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, smiled cheerfully, ran up to Ning Xuan and turned around, "How is it? Does it look good?"

Ning Xuan looked at the loose clothes on the young man, and said against his will: "It looks good..."

"Really?" After being praised so much by him, the boy immediately burst into laughter, and said happily, "Every time I see my master wearing it like this, I want to try it, and now I can finally wear it myself!"

"That..." Ning Xuan asked cautiously, "May I ask who you are?"

When asked by him, the little boy was even more surprised than him: "Master, don't you know me? I'm a little fox?"

He stretched out his white and slender hands, "My claws..." He stretched out a leg in sportswear: "My hind legs..."

"Also!" He moved his fiery red ears: "Look, I'm a little fox..."

Ning Xuan watched him show it around, except for the ears on the head, there was really nothing like a little fox, but it was the ears, which made him dubious.

"Are you really a little fox?" Ning Xuan has accepted materialism since he was a child. Logically speaking, he shouldn't believe it, but for some reason, he always feels familiar with the strange young man in front of him.

"It's really me!" Seeing that he seemed to believe him, the young boy showed a happy smile: "Master, it's good that you recognize me, I'm hungry, let's go eat!"

Seeing that he was about to go out as he said that, Ning Xuan pulled him out without even thinking. Seeing the puzzled look on the young boy's face, he said stiffly, "Don't go out now..."

Regardless of whether the young man in front of him is a little fox or not, if he just went out and met Cheng Qingyang, the scene would definitely not be very good.

Seeing his troubled face, the ears on the young man's head trembled nimbly: "Master, are you afraid of that big villain? Don't be afraid, he'll be out early in the morning!"

"...a big villain?" Ning Xuan looked at the dog-eared boy in confusion, and nodded as he should, "Yes, he is a big villain, beating me and scolding me every day..."

As he spoke, his almond eyes gathered tears very quickly, and his watery eyes looked at Ning Xuan pitifully: "Master, when you were not around, he soaked me in the water and kicked me, I'm so cold and in so much pain, I want to ask you to help me, but you still smiled at him when you came back, and even had sex with him..."

Ning Xuan's face froze completely, and he didn't know whether it was because of the accusation of the strange boy suspected of being a little fox or because of the word □□.

The little boy was still aggrieved and said: "Master, why do you live with that big villain? He bullies me every day. During the few days you were away, I was almost beaten to death by him. Look..."

As he said that, he rolled up his sportswear, revealing his white and tender belly, which was black and blue on the opposite side of the white: "He beat it yesterday, and it still hurts..."

Ning Xuan felt numb, he couldn't figure out what was going on, "You, are you really a little fox?"

Seeing that he still didn't believe it, the boy frowned angrily, "Why don't you believe me! I'm really a little fox!"

"Touch it if you don't believe me!" He took the initiative to come over and handed a pair of fiery red ears to Ning Xuan. Ning Xuan stretched out his hand hesitantly and touched it lightly, his ears trembling sensitively, "Master, Now you believe it!"

Ning Xuan has already believed half of it, and now his face is full of confusion. He doesn't know whether it is because of the little fox who suddenly became confused, or because of the words in the little fox's mouth.

Seeing that he didn't move, the little boy leaned forward and said seductively: "Master, didn't you say that you like the little fox the most? The big villain bullies me every day, shall we leave him?"

Ning Xuan's eyes were bewildered, and he even raised his head to look at him hollowly: "Leave?"

"Yeah!" The excited little boy wiggled his ears, "You don't like him, and I don't like him, why should we be with him!"

"Master, you have always said that you like me the most. Now that he bullies me like this, do you just watch me being bullied by him?"

"Wait, wait!" Ning Xuan's mind was completely muddled, he made a stop gesture: "Tell me first, if you are really a little fox, why now..."

He looked at the delicate-looking boy: "Why is it human again?"

The young man tilted his head: "I could have turned into a human, but I was too young and had no energy. Yesterday, that big villain kept bullying me. When I got angry, I became a human!"

What he said was vague, but it was enough to coax Ning Xuan. As expected, Ning Xuan's expression had begun to change, "You said that Qing Yang bullied you, but he has changed..."

"No, he hasn't changed it!" Speaking of this topic, the little boy suddenly became agitated, and a delicate little face leaned towards him pitifully: "Every time the master is not at home, he beats and kicks me. , don’t give me food, Master, you haven’t been here for a long time, I’ve been hungry since you left, and I’ve been locked in a bucket full of water by him, I almost couldn’t see Master..."

As he spoke, he leaned skillfully towards Ning Xuan's chest, rubbed his head against him, and said coquettishly, "Master, you must avenge me!"

Ning Xuan had already believed most of it when he was familiar with him, and stroked the boy's hair hesitantly, "If you are really a little fox, I will ask you clearly."