Male Fox Liaozhai Fanran

A rainstorm came and went quickly, and at this moment, only fine raindrops were left pattering at the feet.

The long night is still young, and the moonlight is dim.A ray of light, like a torn snow-white brocade, fell down with all kinds of powerlessness, reflecting the tightly closed brows of the man in Bai Ze's arms, outlining an extremely thin and pale face.

Holding the door knocker with one hand, it was almost trembling like chaff, and the dull and rapid crash seemed to break through the dark night.

The door was immediately opened from the inside, revealing a fluffy head. Seeing the situation in front of him, the remaining three points of drowsiness disappeared immediately, and the whole person felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured from head to toe, and his hands and feet trembled. trembling.

"Bai Ze, what's going on at this time?"

Ah Jiu bit her lower lip, her face was frosty, the anger in her eyes almost turned into a ball of flames, burning Bai Ze's whole body into flying ashes.

He was obviously alive and kicking like a rabbit when he went out, but why did he come back like this...

Bai Ze didn't have time to pay attention to that person, and with a flash, he passed Ah Jiu and went straight to the fox's bedroom, without turning his head, he said, "Go boil a basin of hot water, prepare a few clean towels and bring them right away!"

After hearing this, Ah Jiu, even though she felt a little displeased by Bai Ze's instigation, she did so immediately.

After all, although she didn't like to see Bai Ze very much, after getting along with him these days, she could also see that that guy treated the fox as if he really had such a heart, not like a fake.

On the contrary, he is far more reliable than Liu Zigu.

The night is as cool as water, and the surging air is slightly damp, which is abnormally cold.

The fox is lying on the bed at the moment, the wet dirty clothes have been changed, only a plain light gauze is wrapped around his body, the whole person is sunk in the brocade quilt, only the protruding belly bulges high and arcs, the small hill Usually buckled upside down on that thin and thin frame, one can't help worrying that this person will be crushed in the next second.

The long hair was drenched in the rain, and was piled wet on the bed at this moment, like a layer of mist, shining and moist.

The blue silk is like silk, embracing a sharp chin, which makes the pale and beautiful cheeks more and more crimson like clouds, and the brocade is woven, like plum petals crushed in the fresh snow, showing a bit of sluggishness. Qingyan.

The redness of the fox's body had stopped, but Bai Ze was still worried, he would take the man's pulse every few minutes, and stuffed a elixir of nourishing qi and regulating blood into the fox's mouth.

Because of the high fever, every part of the fox's body was boiling hot, like white porcelain being calcined in a furnace, and its skin was slippery and hot.

The poisonous sweat did not come out for a long time, and the fox suffered even more. Even in the drowsiness, he twisted his body over and over again, his brows were tightly clustered, and his face was full of pain.

Bai Ze dipped his fingers into the tea in the cup, and carefully applied it on the man's dry and white lips, as if stimulated by the cold water, the person on the bed trembled slightly, frowning and straightened up , opened a slit of closed eyes, and took a few breaths with difficulty.

Weak and hoarse voices suddenly sounded in my ears, like fragments of distant dreams, one after another, although I couldn't make out what it was, it was heartbreaking for no reason.

Bai Ze leaned down, put his ear to the man's lips, and suddenly felt a burst of hot breath spraying on his skin.

"Xiu Lang, speak slowly, and I'll listen."

The fox bit his lip, as if his breathing was not smooth, he didn't open his mouth, but he couldn't help coughing, a thin layer of red lead seemed to seep from his cheeks, burning into a large piece of sunset glow.

Bai Ze saw the fox's hand raised on his stomach, and his pale fingertips were unable to move, so he immediately understood, and he lowered his body a little bit, biting the fox's ear and said softly: "Don't worry, he's fine. What else is wrong with you?"

Knowing that the child was still alive, the fox gritted his teeth and breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as the tense body relaxed quietly, the whole person seemed to be drunk, dragging the corners of the quilt to squirm randomly, the half-opened and half-closed pair of peach blossom eyes were misty and misty, and the light red was light, it was wronged, it was rare It's a bit childish.

"Bai Ze...I feel bad...I can't breathe..."

When Bai Ze heard this, he immediately carefully helped the man up, sat on the cushion, and secretly scolded himself for being confused.

The fox is not young at all, so the weight in his belly must be pressing on his lungs when lying on his back, so it's no wonder he feels better.

He followed the man's thin back, only felt a severe pain in the palm of his hand, couldn't help feeling pain in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Now, is it better?"

Fox shook his head.

Bai Ze's heart skipped a beat, but before he could open his mouth, his fingertips were gently wrapped by a hot hand. He raised his eyes, and was looking into the clear and bright eyes of the fox, unconsciously lost in thought.

There was a faint light in the fox's eyes, his body was stiff and motionless, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his face was as calm as a jade Buddha statue.

Bai Ze called the man a few times, but he couldn't help but feel a "thump" in his heart when he didn't get an answer.

He has always been afraid of seeing the fox like this since a long time ago. He is obviously very sad, but he refuses to show any signs of fatigue or sadness.

He remembered the last time he saw a fox like this, it was a few years ago, when the man went down the mountain to meet Liu Zigu before his fur was fully grown.

King Duan's chaos is pacified, the world is peaceful, and the whole world celebrates.Liu Zigu also made an engagement with Axiu.

That day the fox wore a frost-colored cloud shirt and a snow-white crane cloak over his shoulders. He sat alone in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, drinking glasses of wine in a fit of anger. The man turned into a ray of mournful moonlight and went away with the wind.

He waited outside the gate of Liu's house until a thin layer of frost fell on his shoulders before waiting for the people inside to come out.

The fox's eyes were red, but the corners of his lips curled slightly, and the smile in his eyes was brighter than the moonlight. That man was like a good rabbit, he would not speak out when he was wronged, he would not make trouble, he would only In my heart, I drooped my ears, and curled up into a ball of fragile hair in sadness and depression.

At that time, Bai Ze hated Liu Zigu from the bottom of his heart.

It was during those days that he felt a slight change in his feelings towards the fox.

He seemed to get to know that person anew. In the past, he only saw his free and easy, his flair, his floating coming and going without restraint.

At that moment, he saw the tenderness in his eyes.

Like spring breeze, like strong wine, soft and sweet, intoxicating.

Even though this tenderness is not for himself, Bai Ze still feels that he is in the east wind of the peach forest.

Recalling the past, there are many things that make people feel emotional, like a glass of sweet sake, which makes people taste it lightly and dare not be greedy.

The fox remained silent, and Bai Ze followed the man in silence.

The candle flame flickered violently from time to time, making a "crackling" sound.

After a while, Bai Ze heard the man's low voice.

"Bai Ze, I'm not reconciled..."

The hoarse voice was no longer warm, it was only desolate and distressing.

Like fallen leaves in late autumn, rustling in the cold wind.

How can he be willing?Do your best to like someone, but in the end you see him marrying someone else.

How can he be willing?I was in such a mess, but the man smiled and embraced the warm and fragrant nephrite, and his wife became a couple.

How can he bear it?After hundreds of years of hard searching, in the end it was just to make wedding clothes for others.

Even though he was unwilling and ruthless, he couldn't blame others.

I can't bear to hate that person for being weak, I only hate myself for being hard to let go.

It's just a glimpse from a cliff a hundred years ago...

However, since love begins, where does it end?

As soon as he thought of this, it was as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart, the fox felt a fishy smell in his throat suddenly, and hurriedly covered his lips with his hands.

Wanting to swallow it but it was too late, the fox couldn't help trembling slightly, and after a few uncontrollable muffled coughs, dark black blood instantly slipped down between the pale fingers, dripping onto the dark brocade quilt , meandering and impregnated with patterns woven by gold threads.

The fox was taken aback, looking at the streaks of blood on his hands, his eyes froze, and he didn't know how to react.

It frightened Bai Ze quite a bit, he overturned the small round mahogany stool together, making an earth-shattering sound.

"Hidero!"

The fox smiled lightly, "It's okay, it's much more comfortable to spit out,"

Bai Ze looked at the blush on the man's lips, and heard the fox's usual meal-like tone, he didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh, "Quick talk less."

As he spoke, Bai Ze gently pressed the handkerchief against the man's lips, and the snow-white Sujuan was suddenly dyed with blossoming red plums, which was shocking at first glance.

He knew that the mouthful of blood stagnated in the man's heart would be spit out sooner or later.

It's just that I don't know when the scar on my heart will heal.

But now, Bai Ze didn't hate Liu Zigu so much in his heart, and seemed to understand him a little bit.

In this world, there are always people who cannot help themselves, and there must be gains and losses between choices. That person just chose the stable life he wanted. What is the position of others to make irresponsible remarks?

He only wants the fox to be well now, and nothing else matters.

The red handkerchief was thrown into the washbasin, strands of blood spread, and immediately dyed the clear water in a basin of turbid jujube color.

The fox's hands were covered with thick black blood, and the smell was abnormal. Seeing that Bai Ze was about to come over with a soaked towel, he didn't feel his body dodge, raised his arms and dodged backwards, frowning slightly, "Don't touch, Dirty."

Bai Ze leaned forward, pulled the man's wrist with ease, and said flatly, "I don't dislike you."

The warm towel rubbed against the smooth skin inch by inch, like wiping brand new snow-white porcelain, leaving a thin layer of red floating on the surface.

Bai Ze's palm is completely bigger than the fox's, with thin calluses on the palm, thick and strong, and the five fingers are white and slender, and the shape is very beautiful.

The fox often hated his own hands, which were slender, white and smooth, and too feminine. Seeing Bai Ze's hands now, he felt depressed, and said awkwardly, "Why are your hands so beautiful?"

Bai Ze laughed when he heard this, threw the towel into the water basin, turned his palm over deftly, and clasped the ten fingers of the fox's hand.

"Hands are like catkins, skin is like fat..."

The fox slightly raised his eyebrows, "Isn't that a description of a woman?"

Bai Ze raised the corners of his lips, his brows and eyes were soft, "What does that matter, anyway, I like it."

Anyway, whether it's these hands or this person, he likes them to death.

There was a slight smile in Bai Ze's eyes, and there was a smile in his tone when he spoke. It was easy for people's thoughts to fall into the abyss following his slender and charming phoenix eyes.

The fox looked at it, and choked if he was not careful.

He didn't drink water, didn't eat, and even swallowed a mouthful of saliva and would be choked, but he was ashamed and thrown home.

This burst of coughing was fierce, and there were bursts of tearing pain in the dragging abdomen. The fox raised his hand and rubbed his lower abdomen quietly. The moment his palm touched the soft belly, his heart felt hot, his eyebrows and eyes stretched like a spring breeze, and his whole body They all seem to turn into a ray of warm sun in the morning, falling in harmony.

Bai Ze caught the look of pain in the fox's eyes sharply, patted the man's back with one hand, frowned and said, "Stomach hurts?"

The fox shook his head immediately after hearing this, he didn't want to make this person worry about him anymore.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his throat. The fox raised his hand and squeezed his throat, frowning slightly, his throat seemed to be filled with hot gravel, and it hurt so badly.

"Don't talk yet, you'll hurt your throat." As he spoke, Bai Ze leaned over and picked up the teapot on the low table, poured a cup of warm water, tested the temperature with his mouth, and then passed it to the man's lips, "Drink slowly, Take it in your mouth and swallow it."

The fox obeyed, and did not speak until the burning in his throat was no longer so hot, "Bai Ze, this time, I will trouble you again."

Hearing this, Bai Ze smiled softly in his eyes, and the corners of his slender eyes were slightly raised, making him even more handsome, "You have troubled me so many times, not just this time, I will count... just I saved you from the old Taoist priest." There must have been seven or eight times under the pill furnace, enough for you to promise me several times."

Hearing this, the fox couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and chuckled, "Then do the math, how long will I "sell myself" to you, huh?"

"This life is definitely not enough, at least three lives and three lives, I think it's too little."

The fox smiled and shook his head, his jet-black hair fell softly on his thin shoulders, and against the pair of curved eyes on his small snow-white face, he looked even more cute.

"You think beautiful."

Because he was sick, the man smiled a little forcedly, like a white plum blossom that has been beaten by heavy snow. Although his body is still clean and white, he can't hide his haggard face.

Bai Ze looked at it, his heart ached, he reached out his hand to wrap the fox's shoulder in his arms, and put his other hand on Gao Long's stomach, overlapping the back of the man's hand, and said lightly: "What I just said is not I was joking with you."

"..."

The fox trembled slightly, as if wanting to dodge, but Bai Ze circled him even tighter.

There was an unknown fragrance on the fox, and because of the fever at the moment, the fragrance seemed to be intensified, a bit like jasmine, but not as sharp as that, very soft and elegant.

"Don't move." Bai Ze lightly pinched the man's fingertips, his words contained a bit of majesty, but were gentle like a warm sun.

"Good Xiulang, let me just stay here for a while."

The fox froze for a moment, then suddenly calmed down, leaning on Bai Ze's broad shoulders, sniffing the faint scent of sake.

Bai Ze felt the man sniffing around his body like a kitten, couldn't help but laugh, and lowered his eyes and said: "When you recover and the little one is born, I will take you to Kunlun to drink good wine, but good?"

Hearing this, the fox nodded silently, only to feel that his body was hot again, even the breath he exhaled made his cheeks feel hot, and his mind became more and more dizzy.

There was no pain in the whole body, the bones seemed to be broken up and rejoined, I lost a little strength, and was extremely weak, and my chest felt a dull pain when I breathed.

If it is just a fever, why is it so?

The fox knew clearly in his heart that ever since he vomited the demon pill and faded his fur, his cultivation had been completely ruined. This illness was just an introduction, bringing out old injuries all over his body. hopefully.

He didn't want to tell Bai Ze these things, he was afraid to see him worrying about him, and even more afraid that once he said the words, he would really collapse.

In the middle of the night, Ah Jiu prepared the medicine and brought it over. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Bai Ze sitting by the bed, his figure was upright and upright, the fox leaned on the man's shoulder with his eyes closed, his crow hair was like silk, covered with layers of white hair. Ze chest.The light and thin garment clearly outlined the bulge of the man's abdomen. It was sleek and pretty, making one want to touch it.

Ah Jiu watched, her face gradually turned red, "Bai... Bai Ze, the medicine is ready."

Without raising his head, Bai Ze said, "Put it there first."

"Xiu Lang, wake up and drink the medicine before going to sleep."

The fox was hot and slept very lightly, and woke up when he called.

He moved his numb body, looked at the bowl of thick black concoction in Bai Ze's hand, and frowned speechlessly.

"I don't take medicine."

Bai Ze frowned slightly, and paused, "Why?"

Putting one hand on his belly, the fox quivered like a bunny, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "This medicine is not good for children... I won't take it... Besides, I don't feel so hot anymore... It should be that the fever is about to subside, so it’s okay without taking medicine.”

The black hair is messy around the fox's pointed and thin chin, making a small face white.

The fox's appearance is originally clear and charming, with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes sparkling in the water, smiling from time to time, seducing people's hearts silently.

Looking at it now, all the brilliance has faded, the whole person is like a frail young man, so pale that it makes people feel distressed.

Bai Ze's hand holding the porcelain cup froze in mid-air, sighed softly, looked at the forced smile on the man's face, feeling helpless, he stretched out his hand to wipe the fox's forehead, the temperature was still very hot, what It means to decrease.

Bai Ze knew that the fox had a stubborn temper, so he would not listen to persuasion.

Furthermore, the Son of Man is unstable, so it is indeed good for the child in the womb if he does not drink medicine now.

He understood the reason, but seeing the man who was clearly suffering but still holding on to his smile, his heart felt sour.

Bai Ze turned around and handed the medicine to Ah Jiu, "You've been tired for a long time, so go and rest, I'm here."

"But senior... this medicine..."

"Let's go first."

After sending Ah Jiu away, Bai Ze got up and inserted the latch, and when he turned around and saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned.

The candle was dimly lit, and the orange light was soft and warm, lightly covering the fox's side, dyeing the snow-white gauze clothes into tender willow yellow.

The fox is lying on its side at the moment, with a corner of the brocade quilt half-covered on its body, as if hugging a soft pillow in its arms, its round belly is undoubtedly revealed, a beautiful plain hand is lightly resting on the belly, patting it time after time, Soft and tactful ballads scattered from the man's lips.

Like catkins, like gossamer, coiled around the tip of the heart.

Bai Ze walked over with a smile, knelt down beside the bed, and looked at the man's quiet eyebrows, "What is this singing? Why can't I understand?"

The fox smiled, his eyes were half-curved into small crescents, and his mouth was slightly clear, "This is the tune my mother taught me before. There are no words. When I was a child, before I transformed into a human form, I often heard her humming and playing."

A haze of candles trembled on the drooping eyebrows, dyeing the gentleness hidden in those bright eyes deeper and deeper.

Bai Zejue's fox is a little different now.

Those eyes, that smile, are just like a stream full of sunlight in spring, clear to the bottom, soft and tolerant.

It's a mess that makes people like it.

Bai Ze put his hand on the man's stomach, and he could feel a slight pulsation under his palm, like a newly born meat rabbit rolling softly in his palm.

"This little thing, if you don't sleep at such a late hour, you know how to torment people."

The corners of the fox's lips curved slightly when he heard this, and the two pear dimples were reflected in the candlelight, looking very docile.

"The one who didn't move just now, as soon as you put your hand up, he moved."

Bai Ze was taken aback for a moment, his slender and black eyebrows raised slightly, and the smile in his eyes gradually became stronger, "Really? So the little guy likes me so much..."

The fox curled his lips, and shrank back into the quilt again. The blue silk was like satin, spread layer by layer on the porcelain pillow, his eyes were bent, and there were tiny stars lying in them, shining brightly, "How do you know Do you like it? Maybe I hate you and drive you away."

"That's no good. I've been so kind to their father. If they don't want to see me again, then I won't forgive them."

The fox smiled softly, his eyelids drooped, and he couldn't help yawning sleepily. Even if he vaguely felt something was wrong in Bai Ze's words, he didn't care to think about it.

"Bai Ze, the night is too late, you should go and rest too, don't watch over me."

The man immediately said: "No, you have a fever and are inconvenient, what should you do if there is no one in the room?"

After hearing this, the fox felt as if he was being held in the palm of his hand like a child, and said helplessly, "Ah Jiu is right next door to me, I will call her if something happens."

"She's a girl, it's inconvenient to come to share the room with you in the middle of the night."

The fox thought for a while, and felt that it made sense. He was about to say that nothing would happen to him alone, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Bai Ze skillfully took off his robe and loosened his hair, leaving only a moon-white singlet. Covering his body with a little emptiness, the whole person is like a green pine, clean and straight.

The fox watched, stunned, shuddered, and frowned, "You... what are you doing?"

The man's thin lips were slightly raised, and the smile in his eyes was bright and straight to the heart, "Then if I sleep with you, everything will be settled?" As he said, Bai Ze gently grabbed the quilt tightly tucked in the fox's hand. With a little effort, his slender body flashed into the hot bedding like a flexible carp.

"Bai Ze! You give me..."

Bai Ze grinned, showing a row of beautiful and neat teeth, and raised his hand to rub the fox's cheek, "What can I do for you?"

The fox's face was deformed by rubbing, and he couldn't speak, so he had to express his disgust with his eyes, and silently stared out three words.

Fuck off.

Face to face, nose to nose, shoulder to shoulder, feet to feet, four eyes facing each other, the warm breath is instantly intertwined, uneven and messy, fluttering randomly like catkins, like scattered red threads , cutting constantly, the reasoning is still chaotic.

Looking at the bright and clear smile on the man's face, the fox couldn't help feeling hot, and his breathing became slightly disordered.

He really had never seen such a brazen person.

A fist hit Bai Ze's shoulder, but he was weak because he was ill.

The soft and long five fingers lightly touched the man's shoulders, and the fingertips trembled slightly to hook the clothes, but there was a bit of a taste of wanting to welcome and yet rejecting.

"Get out..."

Bai Ze smiled, grabbed the man's palm that had been scalded into a small potato, put it under his ear as a pillow, and said softly: "Your body is still so hot, so don't mess around, I promise you won't do anything, you can sleep peacefully. "

"..."

Tiredness flooded his limbs and bones like a tide, the fox responded vaguely, but finally couldn't resist the sleepiness, his eyelids trembled after holding on for a long time.

I was sleepy, but I couldn't sleep well, my body was hot as hell, and my throat was dry, like a piece of dry land, which almost smoked under the scorching sun and turned into ashes.

Bai Ze's body was cold, and he could feel the cold through his clothes. The fox felt uncomfortable, and in a trance, he unconsciously rubbed against the man, and stretched out his hands to hug the cool natural ice beside him. , A comfortable sigh came out of his throat.

The two of them are sticking together tightly at this moment, Fox Gaolong's belly is tightly pressed against Bai Ze's lower abdomen, the rounded arc is somewhat fragile, warm and soft, like a flower bud that seems to be unopened in the tip of his heart , but it is pitiful.

The fox's hot body was like a small stove, and Bai Ze felt a little hot from the scorching heat.The man's eyebrows were tightly clustered, his face was as flushed as a cloud, and his rapid breathing was somewhat painful.

Without medicine, there is no other way to survive.

"Well!"

A soft moan was mixed with the low panting, and immediately after, the fox's body swayed suddenly, his face was pale and frightening, cold sweat seeped out of his forehead, and strands of hair were wet, sticking to the white and fat skin. on the skin.He bit his lips tightly, and buried his face deeply into the edge of the brocade quilt. His messy words were hoarse and low, as if he had exhausted all his strength to squeeze them out of his throat, which made people afraid that they would break at the touch of a finger.

Anxious in his heart, Bai Ze raised his hand and pinched the fox's cheek several times. With a flash of blue light on his fingertips, cool dew dripped down, silently seeping into the man's dry and pale lips.

"Wake up... wake up! Xiulang! It's all a dream..."

"I'm...you wake up, I'm right here..."

The fox opened his eyes in a daze, panting quickly, and there was still mist in his eyes.

"……White Pond?"

Before he could react in time, the fox felt his eyes go dark, and a small piece of cold and slippery thing was stuck on his forehead.

It was a kiss from Bai Ze.

A kiss with comfort, tolerance, distress, and promise.

"Don't be afraid, Xiulang, I'm here."

In a word, it is as thin as a gauze, and it hangs over the tip of your heart, with a trace of hateful cunning.

The fox was stunned, and when he blinked his eyes, tears fell naturally. It seemed that all the grievances, bravery, unwillingness and sadness in his heart were turned into drizzle in this gentle sentence, and drifted into the distance with the cold wind .

He had already forgotten what the nightmare was just now, he only remembered Liu Zigu's back in the dream.

Resolutely, coldly, drifting away.

The child in the womb quietly turned over, its soft fists were as soft as willows in early spring, arching its belly one after another, the fox raised his hand to press on his belly, and Bai Ze hugged his body even tighter.

He smiled silently, wet tears still hanging on his eyelashes.

I thought to myself, maybe this is good.