Uncle's Nine-Tailed Fox Boyfriend

The little demon fox curled up its little tail, stretched out its little paws and crawled to the corner of Yan Mingjia's trousers, scratched it, and Uncle Yan hugged the little thorn head tightly in his arms full of heartache and affection. Under the dim light, I didn't see this little fox's face at all. It was as black and smelly as blackened stinky tofu.

When he arrived at Yan Mingjia's den, the little prickly head couldn't hold back his stinky little fox face anymore, he exploded his cute little tail, opened his sharp fox mouth, and became his own protector The old man scolded, "You are a pig or a human, hum, pigs are better than you, pigs know too much to urinate and stay away from their nests, why does your nest smell like toilets, no, what else? Vomit Ouch! What kind of strange smell is this? Smell it carefully yourself.”

Yan Jiaming was immediately taken aback by the little goblin in front of him, so he stretched out his nose and sniffed carefully, and then shyly remembered that he hadn't poured toilet paper for a week, and that the fish in the kitchen had just been killed three days ago. The garbage was not thrown out in time, there was a pile of smelly socks at the door, and the smelly shoes hadn't been washed.His Hong Kong feet used to be the most lethal weapon in his dormitory, but now that he lives alone, the power of these old feet has increased to several levels.These kinds of super strong smell explosives are mixed together, most people would faint early, and only this energetic little white dog in front of them can curse like that.Yan Jiaming wanted to apologize to a little fox who scolded him for his stinky smell, but his mind flashed, and the one facing him was a fox dog, staring at it carefully, nine!Nine tails!Talking Spitz!He must be dreaming!

The scolding little fox saw the shy expression on Uncle Yan's face, and gradually developed a good impression of this kind old man in his heart, most of which came from Yan Jiaming's big round face, big and white, The facial features are still the big eyes, pretty nose, and thick lips that it likes. No matter how you look at it, it is pleasing to the eye and warm to your heart.This little demon fox is almost disgusted by the awl's face, now that he finally sees Zhang Pie's face, can he not feel good about it?

But before the little demon fox finished complaining, Uncle Yan, whom he had a crush on, was slapped unconscious by him with a frightened slap.No matter how it screamed, it couldn't wake up the big pie face. He was so tired that he cried as he curled up on Uncle Yan's big face, which he liked very much.

The house is full of stench, the house is full of messy garbage, except for Uncle Yan's face, the little demon fox feels that he must be in the dirtiest and messiest pig's nest in the world. How could he meet Zhu Bajie's fate and be reborn in a pig's nest? , it is smart and cute, does not smoke, does not drink, does not gamble, is not lewd, does not spend money, does not fight, does not skip classes...how could it have the fate of Zhu Bajie.

The little demon fox fell asleep lying on Yan Jiaming's big, fleshy and warm face after thinking about it.

After Yan Jiaming fell into a coma for four hours, he was woken up by the tickle of the tail wagging in front of his nose, then he patted off the furry things on his face, took off his coat, took off his shoes, lay on the bed, bent his feet and pulled off the top Wearing stinky socks that had been worn for three days, and then throwing them away in a daze, without deviation or slant, the two stinky poisonous bombs were all buckled on the head of the little demon fox who hadn't woken up. Being able to withstand such a bombing, he was directly blown out gorgeously.

Therefore, the two of them slept peacefully until noon.

The ear-piercing ringtones of the mobile phone woke up Yan Jiaming, who was severely sleep deprived, from his sleep. His big eyes were covered with thick gums.

"Old Yan, come to the studio now!"

"What's the matter? Isn't it time to rest today?"

"The customer asked to change it again. If it can't be changed today, they will change to another one."

"Why? I'll go right away." Yan Jiaming wiped his face hard with his hands, and hurriedly looked for clothes and socks.

The poisonous gas bomb on the little demon fox's head was deactivated, and he regained consciousness not long after.But it was too late for him. At this time, Yan Jiaming put on his clothes early, his face was not washed, his teeth were not brushed, and his hair was not combed. The iron gate of a little demon fox's pig's nest.

Why is Uncle Yan so dirty and lazy? He doesn't wash his face, brush his teeth, or comb his hair. Is this still an office worker in the city?In fact, Yan Jiaming is still very serious about personal hygiene, but when he goes to work, he washes his face, brushes his teeth and combs his hair in the toilet of the subway. Comb, but he is born curly, and he is reluctant to take care of it every month. Even if he gets a haircut, he must go to the street stall to get it done anyway. This head is also out of shape.That's why he turned his black curly hair into a chicken coop. If Yan Jiaming thought about letting it go and leaving some Shakespeare's curly tail, it would be very stylish, but Uncle Yan couldn't let it go, so he just hovered over the chicken coop.

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