Uncle's Nine-Tailed Fox Boyfriend

Yan Jiaming's smirking attitude made the little white fox fly into a rage, cursing at the old Yan who was jumping up and down.

Lao Yan's old face turned red, blue, black, and white after being scolded by the little fox.The messy black head nodded and bowed to the little guy, and he couldn't even figure out what his old mouth said to the little fox.

Yan Jiaming told the little white fox a lot of good things and lies, (good words are easy to understand, good words make people happy, lies are like a man saying that he only sees you as a woman, how can he not be a woman, and if a man says Don’t look straight at other beautiful women, and stare blankly at Fan Bingbing’s image in a blink of an eye. There are many lies like this, as long as the listener is happy.) This little assassin is somewhat quieter.

Gululu's empty city song is being sung very vigorously at this time.

The little white fox was startled by the grunting sound from Yan Jiaming's body and moved its pointed, furry little ears.

"Are you hungry?"

"Yes."

The little white fox stretched its stomach, lay on the bed on all fours, and said to Yan Jiaming, "Why don't you hurry up and cook."

Old Yan's face froze when he said this, and he said that the pile of rice he cooked just now was made because he was hungry.No matter how good-tempered a person is, he will be dissatisfied.Yan Jiaming looked at the stuffed little white fox resentfully. This little guy with a hairy face and sharp mouth was staring at the floor above his head in a daze. She was so cute that she floated out of the house.

No matter how beautiful the soap bubbles are, they are still soap bubbles, which cannot fill your stomach. While eating egg noodles, Yan Jiaming felt sorry for his two catties of mutton, one catty of eggs, two tomatoes, half a bag of vermicelli, and two thick, big and green fresh vegetables. Onion, not to mention oil, salt, sauce, pepper, Chinese prickly ash, jujube... His heart hurts when he thinks about it, he can eat this pile of food until tomorrow night, but he didn't eat a bite today.

Biting down half of a poached egg, Yan Jiaming looked at the little furball on the bed that kept moving its little claws, and his heart calmed down a little. No matter what, he ate eggs today. Besides, raising pets is raising children, and he eats them for the sake of his children. No amount of suffering is sweet.

"Little Spitz, are you a boy or a girl?" Now that he has decided to adopt it, Yan Jiaming has to figure out that he is raising a son and a daughter.

"Hey, I'm not a dog, I'm a fox."

"Oh, little fox, are you male or female?"

"Hey, my name is not Little Fox, I have a name."

"Oh, can you tell me what your name is?"

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Oh, my name is Yan Jiaming."

"Oh, Xiao Mingming sounds very nice."

"Hehe, yes!" Yan Jiaming couldn't help touching his old face.

"My surname is Bai, and I'll tell you my name when I've figured it out." The little white fox looked at Yan Jiaming's cute big face and thought seriously.

"Then Xiaobai, you are a boy or a girl."

"Xiaobai? Xiaobai? Xiaobai!" The little white fox thought earnestly while shaking its pointed ears and turning its big eyes.

Uncle Yan, who was drinking noodle soup, was choked by the cute little white fox's mouthful of noodle soup, and coughed violently.

"I like the name Xiaobai."

What the little white fox said made Uncle Yan cough even worse. (Because Uncle Yan knows Crayon Shin-chan, and anyone who knows Crayon Shin-chan knows that Xiaoxin has a white puppy with a round head.)

"What's wrong with Xiao Mingming?" The little white fox crawled to Yan Jiaming's side worriedly.

Lao Yan was moved by the little white fox's eyes full of infinite care and love, and his old eyes were rippling.

"Xiao Mingming doesn't cry, doesn't cry."

What the little white fox said made Yan Jiaming laugh, and he picked up the little white fox.

The little white fox's pointed face immediately smelled bad.

"You're a girl, so you're afraid of being hugged by your uncle?" Yan Jiaming also saw that the little guy was unhappy.

"You're the girl! I'm a man, not a boy!"

"Ha, ha, ha, it's a little man!" Yan Jiaming said while pulling the little fox's hairy head with both hands.

The little white fox's face became even more stinky, "How long has it been since you took a bath! Do you know that your body is sore?"

"Heh, heh, heh, it's time to take a good hot bath."

After Yan Jiaming washed the pots, dishes and spoons, he began to take a bath. This bath can be said to be the longest, most repeated and thorough bath in the past 33 years, and his Hong Kong feet are the best. Even the contact with the air caused him to drink half a bowl of saliva from the little white fox.

The little white fox lying on the bed finally showed satisfied starry eyes to Yan Jiaming who had gone in and out of the bathroom eight times.

This little girl is pleasing to the eye after washing, how cute she looks, how she smells she likes it!The happy little white fox blew its tail.

Nine fluffy little white foxes with big tails exploded on the bed, making Yan Jiaming smile, two cute dimples appeared on his big round face.

These two shallow dimples made the little white fox even more excited, lying on the bed wagging its nine fur tails.

This is not to admit that I am a dog. Foxes are also canines. They will wag their tails when they see someone they like. It seems that this little guy must like me.

Thinking about it, Yan Jiaming hugged the little guy happily, turned off the lights, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.

The little white fox was in Uncle Yan's warm arms, it was indescribably comfortable, his little paws touched this and that restlessly, the flesh, skin, smell, and face made him more and more fond of it.

Yan Jiaming was so sleepy that he closed his eyes and ran to play chess with Zhou Gong. The little white fox was tossing and turning in the bed, and Uncle Yan didn't even groan. It didn't take long for the little guy to get enough. The claw hugged Yan Jiaming's big face and entered Mengxiang.