Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

The paw swung across.

The bottle in Feng Ze's hand was not steady at first, and under this violent swipe, the bottle fell to the floor with a bang, and more than half of the milk powder in the bottle rolled on the ground, gurgling out big milk bubbles.

Looking at the milk bottle gurgling away from his feet, Feng Ze's handsome brows became serious for the first time, and the original tenderness and distress were also subdued into the bottom of his eyes little by little.

Perhaps, he shouldn't be so used to the little fox in everything.

No. 520: [Host, he seems to be angry. 】

【uh-huh. 】 Take it easy.

【He's going to deal with you, you probably... have done it. 】

The corners of Chu Jingran's lips hooked slightly, his eyes narrowed into a line, and he said softly: [Have you done it?Oh baby... you're wrong. 】

No. 520: What?

[Remember one sentence, all men need to be trained/taught! 】

Feng Ze turned his head to the side, and saw that his originally gentle eyes had turned into Ruoran's calmness, and his deep eyes were staring straight at the little fox on his lap, obviously planning to take advantage of this time to seriously teach the little guy Some of the most basic principles.

However, all of Feng Ze's preparations froze when he saw the indelible golden peas in the eyes of the little fox on his lap.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Wow--! ! !

Chu Jingran used his ultimate skill - cry!

168. My First Love Is The Demon Emperor 7

You should know that crying is not random crying, let alone crying whenever you want, this crying is also a technical job.

Crying too much can make people upset, but crying at the right time can make people feel distressed.

In the process of crying, it is most taboo to hold snot and tears, otherwise, no matter how good-looking a dumpling is, the snot and tears will definitely turn people off.

Also, during this process, you must not yell without a bottom line and scratch people in a slapstick manner.

Chu Jingran's style of crying must be good-looking, achieve the purpose, and make people feel distressed to the bone.

Feng Ze saw that the golden peas in the eyes of the little fox in front of him immediately fell out, the sobbing sound in his throat and the little nose twitching and twitching, as if he had been greatly wronged.

The nine furry tails behind him trembled in his arms along with his trembling body.

And the little paw that patted his hand before was also taken back by it, only the fluffy fur was exposed, like a primary school student who was scolded and cried by bad parents after doing something wrong.

On the other side, Feng Ze's originally tough heart was immediately smashed into holes the size of bowls by these falling teardrops.

What was angry, what was reasonable, what was the milk bottle, at this moment, all ran away without a trace. At this moment, there was only one sentence in his mind-he made the little fox cry fiercely.

Holding the little fox in his arms, Feng Ze raised his hand to comfort the little fox's trembling back while learning the gestures and words in the tutorials that he used his work and time to comfort.

"Okay, okay, Weiwei don't cry, don't cry, be good, it's okay, don't be sad, be good and don't cry."

When watching the video teaching before, Feng Ze thought that he would not be able to say these tender words. After all, he had never said such 'crushing' words since he was a child, but he didn't know until this moment that things happened. It turns out that everything is as natural as a natural course of action.

Feeling the crying and trembling little fox in his arms, Feng Ze's heart was about to be broken into shards, now he wished to go back in time, so that he could put away the serious expression that frightened the little fox.

How could he make the little fox cry?

Xu felt the pervasive self-blame emanating from the man beside him, and the cries of the little fox, who was so wronged that he couldn't help himself, slowed down and became smaller and smaller, and the original whimper in his throat became soft. Sobbing tune.

Noticing that the little fox's cries had subsided, Feng Ze was overjoyed, but before he could hug the little guy up and apologize, he felt that the little fox, whose fluff was wet from crying, came to his hand.

The soft breath that was close at hand brushed the back of his hand, making Feng Ze stunned for a moment, and at the same time, he lowered his eyes reflexively.

In the next second, he saw the little fox in his arms sticking out its tender tongue, and licked his fingers amidst his surprised and stopped voice.

The rough tongue coating and the collision of the fingertips seemed to have an unexpected electric current, which spread from the trembling fingertips to the heart, and inexplicably exploded all the cells in Feng Ze's body, stirring up unknown throbbing and instinct trembling.

The instant the emotion short-circuited, Feng Ze pulled back his saliva-stained fingers, puffed out his chest, took a deep breath, and looked at the little fox in his arms who was raising his head.

From the angle of looking down, Feng Ze saw all the images in those beautiful fox eyes.

There, everything is his own reflection.

Clear eyes, as if