Male Fox Liaozhai Fanran

Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread.

The fox's illness lasted for more than half a month, and the low-grade fever came and went without interruption. It was not until after the seventh day that the condition improved slightly.

But after all, it's been wasted for a long time. This time, the fox's hard work in raising the foundation in the past few years has been ruined, and his body is not as good as before.

In the past few days in bed, the fox's belly has grown bigger, and it is heavily tied to the body. It is uncomfortable to stand and sit for a long time, especially the lower back. The pain is unbearable all day long, like tiny silver needles. Each stabbed deeply into the flesh, and when the pain started, the whole body felt as if the bones had been pulled out, unable to move.

"Hiss... lightly, lightly... it hurts!"

The slender and strong five fingers paused for a while, and the fingertips brushed against the light and sandy silk material, slowly pinching and pushing along the silky and round waist.

"What about now? Are you feeling better?"

"Well, it's okay... just lighten up..."

The hoarse and clear voice was panting slightly, rubbing against the apex of the heart like a cat scratching.

The warm wind passes through the courtyard slowly, and clusters of green leaves are swaying, like clouds and water waves, from which large clusters of white gardenias bloom in full bloom, with snow petals supported by jade necks, and golden stamens containing the sun, blooming luxuriantly. The branches are numerous, and the fragrance is as elegant as a mist.

It's midsummer, the fox is wearing a blue cloud shirt, holding a plate of delicate cakes in his hands, lying on the bamboo rattan to enjoy the coolness, his long hair is untied, intertwined like clouds, spread on his shoulders like thick ink, and the tips of his hair It was basketed with a layer of faint golden light.

The scorching sun is scorching, but there is a thick shadow here, and the gentle wind is faint, and it is very refreshing and cool across the skin.

A thin apricot-colored blanket was slanted on Fox Gao Long's stomach, fully outlining the smooth curve.

Bai Ze sat on a small stool beside him, concentrating on pinching the man's waist and abdomen.

The fox's body was more than five months old, but now his belly looked as big as seven or eight months old, like a hill rising from the ground, soft and elastic to the touch, warm and very lovable.

The sweet fragrance wafted in the warm air and lingered on the tip of the nose. The fox couldn't help but took another mung bean jelly cake from the plate and put it into his mouth. His cheeks immediately bulged into two small buns. It was not elegant to eat.

Bai Ze looked at the man like a squirrel hoarding food, methodically puffing his cheeks up and down, and couldn't help but smile, "Eat slowly, be careful not to choke..."

"Um...cough..."

Before he finished speaking, the fox was already coughing, his cheeks were pink like mist, as if soaked in fragrant wine, finely chopped mung bean dregs were sprinkled all over Bai Ze's cuffs, and the sorbet dyed the cirrus patterns woven with gold threads. Slightly yellowed water stains.

Bai Ze patted the man's back with one hand, took the teacup on the desk with the other hand, and handed it to the fox's lips. With a smile in his eyes, he said, "When will you change your temper?"

Although it was a reproach, the tone was not harsh, but a bit pampering.

The fox took a few sips of water from the teacup held by Bai Ze, his breath was still a little unsteady, when he came back to his senses, he lowered his head and saw that half of the plate of pastries in his hand was about to be wiped off by himself, and he didn't feel a look on his face. Hong, hurriedly handed out the half-bitten cold cake in his hand, his eyes rolled, "Do you want it?"

The scallion-colored cake is square, translucent, and still has a bit of cold air. Take a bite, it is cold and smooth, soft and refreshing, and a little honey is wrapped in the soft mung bean cake, which spreads between the lips and teeth. Not greasy, cold but not ice, it is very refreshing to eat.

Bai Ze bit off the pastry held by the fox's fingertips in one bite, swiftly like a little wolf, and before leaving, he did not forget to lick the mung bean residue from the man's hand with his tongue, with a satisfied expression on his face.

"It's delicious. Come on, feed me another piece."

The fox was used to Bai Ze's frivolous and ambiguous behavior, so he just smiled and withdrew his hands, even though he acted indifferently, the thin layer of blush floating on his face was hard to hide.

He stretched out his hand and pushed the whole plate of pastries into Bai Ze's arms, "It's all for you."

Bai Ze watched the man burn an indistinct layer of bright red earlobes, couldn't help smiling, got up and grabbed the blanket that was about to slip off the fox's stomach, and said, "Leave it to you, I don't like sweets."

The fox was taken aback, his lips were flattened, and his slender eyebrows were slightly raised into an upside-down crescent moon.

Who was it that shyly begged for feeding just now?

The natural peach blossom eyes of the fox are as clear as water, and the waves are shining brightly. Even when angry, he smiles, and when he is angry, he also expresses affection. There is a coquettish posture in every frown and smile, which is unmatched by anyone.

Although he is slightly sickly and haggard at this moment, he does not lose his elegance, but adds a bit of tranquility and elegance.

Bai Ze stared at the man fixedly, but he didn't realize that he was sinking again. He couldn't help but raised his hand, and lightly touched the corner of the fox's eyes with his fingertips, a bright red color appeared.

"Hidero, you are so pretty."

The tone was light, and the ending sound quickly disappeared into the dry chirping of cicadas.

But the fox froze, his heart was like the surface of water gently brushed by the wind, and ripples suddenly appeared in circles.

As if aware of his gaffe, Bai Ze quickly withdrew his hand, leaving only a small stain of sweat, wet and sticking to the fox's brow, like a silent companion.

"That...does your waist still hurt? Do you want me to pinch it again?"

The fox shook his head and said, "It's much better."

"That... that's good."

The silence came suddenly, like a cloud and rain without warning, stirring up a thin layer of mist between the two.

The sound of cicadas is silent, and the noisy noise is in my ears.The fox pursed his lips tightly, his originally pale cheeks had a layer of rouge due to the hot wind, and against a pair of bright and charming peach blossom eyes, he looked even more gorgeous and charming.

The little guy in his stomach kicked his little feet in a timely manner, as if he had just woken up, with light and soft strength.

The fox covered his stomach and bowed his body, frowned and said nothing.

Bai Ze's heart sank, he leaned forward, his brows furrowed tightly, "Xiu Lang?"

"It's okay...he...moved..."

The fox lightly patted the back of Bai Ze's hand on his shoulder. Although he comforted the man in this way, his face gradually turned pale, and his breathing became more and more heavy and chaotic.

When Bai Ze saw that the situation was not good, he immediately picked up the fox by the waist and walked quickly towards the bedroom.

The snow-white porcelain plate fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of shattering bones.

The fox's pregnancy is difficult and tiring, and the colic is very frequent. Often, just turning over the baby in the womb can make the person toss and turn in pain for more than half an hour, and it is even worse when it is severe. All kinds of precious medicinal materials were used for conditioning, and many panaceas were also used, but there was still no improvement.

Therefore, when the man frowned, Bai Ze was so worried, it was not a big deal.

It is scorching summer outside the house, but it is a bit cold on several sides. An inconspicuous bitter smell permeates the tip of the nose, mixed with the gardenia fragrance wafting in from the window screen.

A corner of the snow-white curtain slanted down, hiding the haggard person inside.

"Hidero..."

Bai Ze looked at the fox's painful forehead covered in cold sweat, his heart was tightly strangled like a hemp rope, and his breathing was uncomfortable.

He tightly clutched the man's cold palm, which was slippery and sticky with sweat.

The fox bit his lip hard, his trembling eyelashes cast a gray shadow on his pale skin, and his handsome face was slightly contorted in pain.

The slender five fingers tightly clasped the clothes on the abdomen, wrinkling the blue silk and satin unbearably. The fox could barely swallow a low moan, and there was a faint gleam in Bai Ze's eyes, his eyes were like those washed by rain. The steep green hills reveal an unbreakable tenacity in the frailty.

"Bai Ze, you'll be fine in a while, don't worry."

The weak voice was like a dying white plum in the snow, Ling Han was undefeated.

The fox's complexion has returned to normal, only a pair of hands clasped secretly on the edge of the bed are exerting force, and the veins are hidden under the back of the hands, making the pair of jade hands pale as porcelain.

"I'm not worried."

Bai Ze squeezed the cold fingertips as if encouraging, but he didn't know that it was his own hand that was shaking so much.

It is already so hard now, how much suffering and suffering will this person have to suffer when the day of childbirth comes?Bai Ze didn't dare to think about it, he wished he could bear all this instead of the fox, it was better than watching that person like a withered flower being crushed and rotted in the dust.

He couldn't bear it.

"White Pond?"

Hearing the fox calling to him in a low voice, Bai Ze immediately calmed down, leaned close to the man's cheek, "I'm here."

The fox looked up at the man, his face was as green and white as paper, but his beautiful eyes were bent, and he said softly: "Bai Ze, you can talk to me, you can say anything..."

"It's best to be hypnotized..."

He was really uncomfortable, his stomach hurt, and his chest felt nauseous, as if he had run for hundreds of miles and then stopped suddenly, his legs and feet were sore and limp in an instant, and there was no place in his body that was comfortable, he really wanted to just sleep like this Wake up and go.

Bai Ze is not a talkative person. Hearing what the fox said at this moment, he was taken aback for a moment, his eyes a little bewildered.

After a while, he said: "Then...then I will tell you the way of cultivating immortals, okay?"

The fox nodded and smiled, and the corners of his pale lips curved slightly, like a crescent moon falling in mirror water, and the ripples slowly turned into a gleam of light in his eyes.

The thin lips parted slightly, and a word fell.

"it is good."

Bai Ze was originally a divine beast. He grew up and cultivated in Kunlun since he was a child, so he is very familiar with the matter of cultivating immortals and discussing Taoism. He is also the beauty of the clan. Suddenly, there seemed to be floating clouds of smoke surrounding his body, and his slender and attractive phoenix eyes seemed to be poured with a pot of sake, dripping heartily, and the fairy spirit was flowing on the side of his white clothes, making his eyebrows and eyes more and more chic Handsome and elegant.

His tone was extremely soft, deep and slow, and he spoke terms such as Yin Yang and Five Elements, the Dao of Heaven, Earth, etc., which made people drowsy.

The fox wanted to try his best to fall asleep, but at this moment he listened very energetically. The pain in his abdomen was no longer so severe, and it was hard to detect the subtleties.He comforted his stomach with one hand, while quietly watching the man talking endlessly, he didn't know what he was thinking about in his dark and deep eyes.

Bai Ze noticed the gaze, stopped, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

The fox was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled softly: "It's nothing, I just feel it, Bai Ze, you will definitely be able to cultivate into an immortal in the future, that's great."

But I didn't have a chance.

I don't know if this person will be able to talk to me like before when he reaches the sky, or if he can be with me in floating life like today.

The fox didn't even realize that he was afraid of him leaving.

This mood, like a flower with fragile branches, wants to bloom, but is afraid that the spring breeze will be too steep, so I can only nod my head in embarrassment.

But Bai Ze understood it in a flash, stretched out his hand to wrap the thin fox's shoulders, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter to me whether you become a fairy or not. I will be where you are. You are in Jiuchongtian. Naturally, I want to ascend to immortality, if you are in the mortal world, why not be an ordinary person?"

As soon as these words came out, no matter how dull the fox was, he could probably understand what the man was thinking.Recalling all the ambiguities in the past few days, I felt my ears burn again.

But in his heart he was inexplicably happy, and his face smiled inadvertently, like a bright and unknowing little peach blossom.

The fox lowered its head, its long eyelashes were like a feather fan, covering half of its clear eyes, covering them like clutter. After a long time, it opened its mouth softly: "Bai Ze, I understand your heart for me, but my own heart , but I still can't see through..."

He knew that what he was obsessed with was actually nothing more than his thoughts on one person for hundreds of years.

It's just that this hurdle is too difficult to cross.

He spent half his life looking for and reading a person, and that person's name was a brand engraved on his heart, sticking with blood, stretching his tendons, and hurting when he touched it.

He never thought that one day, if he was no longer attached to Yun Yuangui and Liu Zigu, then what would all his hundreds of years of waiting and anticipation be?

The fox took a deep breath, as if a hard ice ball had been pierced into his lungs, he couldn't help coughing a few times, his face turned pale again.

"Bai Ze, I don't deserve this from you."

His heart is not complete, his body is not complete either, his whole body is like a fallen leaf in autumn, crumbling on the branch, already withered, has lost moisture, just waiting for a gust of cool wind to roll it into the dust, Crushed and crushed until dissipated in the wind.

Bai Ze looked at those deep dark eyes with autumn water in them, his heart throbbed suddenly, and he wanted to rub this man in his arms and melt into his blood, "Whether it's worth it or not is not up to you."

"I'm here, that's my willingness. If you don't want to see me, I'll leave immediately and won't bother you anymore."

After all, he got up and really wanted to leave.

The fox was startled, and before he could react, a pale hand hastily stretched out, two fingers grabbed the man's snow-white and wide sleeve, "Who said I'm bothering you?"

Bai Ze stopped and turned his head, a smile gradually appeared in his eyes, the corners of his lips curled slightly, his expression was full of unconcealable joy.

The fox saw that he had been tricked, heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time couldn't help feeling depressed, he swung the man's arm, a bit of embarrassment appeared on his clear face, his ears were slightly red, and he muttered "" Bastard", leaning back on the cushion angrily.

The green robes are like new willows in early spring, and the high-quality silk and satin are bright in color, as if covered with a layer of clear water, and the person's skin is as white as snow, and his complexion is beautiful, as if he accidentally stepped out of a self-painted scroll. No matter when and where you look at it, it's so amazing that it's hard to take your eyes off it.

Bai Ze sat back on the side of the bed, leaned over and pressed his face against the fox's chubby belly.

The soft touch is soft and warm, like being in a spring blossom.

He looked up, and he saw the fox's pointed jaws first, followed by the pale and tight lips, and then the beautiful nose tip, which was as clear and white as a jade onion, and finally a pair of slightly slender lips. Peach blossom eyes, with a faint smile in the bottom of the eyes, a black mole of tears, seems to contain many unspeakable words, unclear emotions, silently dotted under the corner of the eye.

Bai Ze raised his hand to hold the man's fingertips hanging on the side of his body, his palm suddenly felt cold, he loosened the grip on his hand for a moment, then tightened his grip again and again, as if he had made up his mind.

"Xiu Lang, I want to take you somewhere tonight."

"..."

The fox lowered his eyes and pursed his lips in silence, but his chest heaved more and more violently.

Midsummer is just right, outside Xiaoxuan's window, cicadas are singing like water, and the fragrance of flowers is like tide.

Bai Ze felt that the fox's palm was soaked in water, dripping wet, cold and soft, and said, "Xiu Lang, I want to take you to a place."

He didn't want to bury his heart in a corner again, and he didn't want to watch this person entangled in memories and suffer endlessly.

He wanted to hold his hand generously, kiss his lips, and smell the faint fragrance of his long hair. He didn't have to be cautious, let alone hide his sincerity with jokes.

He wanted to say "like" to him.

He has been thinking about this for hundreds of years.