Repayment of the little fox

Hu Zhi nestled on the hard Lingyu bed, raised his head and looked at Sikong who was reading a book in silence.

So boring.He raised his eyelids, let Sikong walk around lightly, his tail brushing Sikong's wide sleeves from time to time.

Sikong glanced at him.Hu Zhi said pitifully, "I'm hungry."

"You can't even do bigu, you useless little monster." Sikong said with a little disgust.

The fox's face shrunk, Hu Zhi turned his back to Sikong, and squatted in the corner without speaking.

The little fox demon still dared to take Joe with him, Sikong frowned dissatisfiedly.

The sound of grunting came from the belly of the little fox.The little pitiful figure suddenly curled up even more, and even its tail was pulled into a ball.

Sikong secretly thought of trouble, and appeared in the mansion of the God of Cookery in an instant.

"Shenjun Sikong is here, what can I tell Xiaoxian?" It is the rightful master who disturbed the peace of the heavens, how could the God of Cookery dare to neglect.

"Please God of Cookery cook me some side dishes." Sikong blurted out Hu Zhi's favorite dishes, "Chicken in lotus leaf, spicy diced rabbit, steamed sea bass..."

The God of Cookery asked strangely: "Shen Jun has always been abstaining from eating grains, why did he suddenly think of eating?"

"I have raised a little monster. I will come to pick it up regularly every day, and the God of Cookery can make whatever you want." Sikong was surprised that he clearly remembered Hu Zhi's eating preferences, and replied a little uncomfortable.

After a while, Sikong returned to the palace, set the table and chopsticks for the meal, looked up to the corner, and saw the little fox sleeping on his back, snoring heartlessly.

Sikong Gekong flicked his head, and Hu Zhi covered his forehead with his paws, his eyes brimming with tears.The naive look made Sikong purse his lips and smile slightly.

"Laughing fart." Hu Zhi, who got up very angry, scolded angrily.

Sikong restrained his smile, his eyes were like knives.The little fox was pulled by an invisible force and pressed against the table.

Sikong said in a deep voice: "Little monsters, are you worthy of talking to me like this?!"

Hu Zhi's eyes were red, and he bared his teeth at Sikong angrily.A heartless man who abandoned his wife and son.

Sikong remembered that Hu Zhi still had a child in his belly, so he should not get angry, and let go of his hand: "For the sake of your serious injury, I don't have the same experience as you."

"Where have you been?" Hu Zhi yelled, "I can't change form, so feed me quickly."

Sikong folded his sleeves and held his chopsticks, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Hu Zhi's triumphant fox appearance, and put the chopsticks back uncomfortably.I am a congenital god, how could I easily obey the orders of the little fox demon?

Sikong said indifferently: "I like to eat or not."

Hu Zhi rolled on the spot and said, "Xing Jun is going to starve to death, the demon is starving to death."

Sikong sneered, his divine power enveloped Hu Zhi, and in a moment, Hu Zhi turned into a boy in red.Hu Zhi, who was lying on the ground, froze immediately. It didn't feel like spitting on the spot when he was a fox. After turning into a human, if he did this again, he couldn't get rid of it on his face.

He got up from the ground in embarrassment, Sikong covered his face and drank tea, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.Little fox demon, I cannot rule you.

Hu Zhi sat down obediently and took his chopsticks to eat.The dishes on the table are exquisite, full of color and fragrance, and they are all his favorites. After tasting a few mouthfuls, Hu Zhi couldn't hide his loneliness, and said softly: "Master Bi Xingjun's cooking is much more delicious."

Sikong frowned slightly.

In the past few days, mortal experiences, especially Hu Zhi's frowns and smiles, uncontrollably reappeared in his mind over and over again.

Sikong Xingjun refuses to admit that the Sikong in the mortal world is himself. He has never been tempted for thousands of years. He does not believe that in just one year, he will deeply fall in love with a little monster with low mana, greedy and lazy, and even almost fell for him. For Mozun.

"Don't mention the past. Little monster, I want you to understand that the previous Sikong, the memory is the memory of the mortal Sikong, and the heart is the heart of the demon Sikong, and it has nothing to do with me. I kept you in the galaxy because I wanted to To save your life, that's all."

So... not only me, but even the child?Hu Zhi opened his mouth, but he couldn't ask.The eternally indifferent Sikong Xingjun really lived up to his reputation.

Hu Zhi's complexion also turned cold, and he said bluntly: "Xing Jun is right, it's Xiao Yao's wishful thinking."

In the silence between the two, Hu Zhi finished his meal, got up and saluted, and said respectfully: "Xingjun's bedroom, the little monster dare not go beyond the distance. The palace is very big, I will find another wing to live in."

"When there are rocks flying in the Milky Way and stars exploding, don't run around." Sikong said.The palace is in the Milky Way, with stars dancing everywhere, and there is a risk of being smashed or bombed if you are not careful.

Hu Zhi snorted coldly, turned and left.The huge sleeping hall suddenly seemed empty.

Sikong's palace is no fun at all.Hu Zhi casually walked through a few rooms, with the same minimalist furnishings, solid wooden furniture, a cold spiritual jade bed, not even a quilt.

It's really strange, how did Sikong survive for thousands of years, don't you feel cold?

Hu Zhi chose a remote courtyard farthest from Sikong.Fortunately, he used his storage ring to bring some furniture decorations, all of which were brought from the mortal residence of the two of them.

White but still soft quilts, teacups in twos and threes, and a few wood carvings of foxes that Sikong once carved.

After setting these up, Hu Zhi came to the yard and resettled the bamboo and wood device that Sikong had made for him. There were many fox claw marks on the bamboo and wood.In the ten years in the world, Hu Zhi would play around when he was bored.

Hu Zhi turned into a fox body and ran again, nestled in the bamboo hanging cage, sobbing softly.The toys are broken in sevens and eighties, and his Sikong hasn't come back yet.

In the dormitory, Sikong, who was spying on Hu Zhi's actions, raised his hand and covered his chest. His heart hadn't grown yet, but he felt heartache.

Hu Zhi was tired from crying, so he wiped away his tears, took out mulberry wine from the storage ring, hugged the jug with both paws, and buried himself in the drink, having a drunken dream.

Sikong, who suddenly appeared, held the jug, with a gloomy expression, and reprimanded: "Do you have any points? You can't drink now."

"I'm possessed of demonic energy. I'm just drinking. Why can't I stop?" Hu Zhi asked in a human form, with raised eyebrows and red corners of his tail.

Sikong choked and grabbed the jug.

Hu Zhi held back his anger and said, "Give it back to me."

Sikong was silent.

"If you don't give it, I won't give it." Hu Zhi took out another jug ​​of wine and said provocatively, "It's thanks to Sikong Xingjun, the mulberry wine is brewed by Sikong Xingjun himself. Oh... no, no, Sikong in the mortal world It's dead. Mulberry wine is not brewed by a god."

Sikong tried to snatch it again, but Hu Zhi raised his hand to dodge it.He leaned close to Sikong's ear, moistening his earlobe with his warm breath: "Who am I, Mr. Xing? Why do you want me to drink alcohol?"

Sikong put his left hand on Hu Zhi's chin, keeping him away from him.Hu Zhi lowered his head and kissed the tiger's mouth suddenly, causing Sikong to back away in fright.

Hu Zhi laughed loudly, becoming more and more sad.Lift the jug high, with the spout facing down, and receive the wine on your back.

But seeing the wine and water converging, like a meandering stream, before touching his lips, it turned all the way into Sikong's mouth.

Wiping the corners of his mouth with a plain handkerchief, Sikong raised a provocative smile: "It tastes good."

After all, he looked up and drank the other jug ​​of wine in his hand.Let you drink, let me see how you drink.

Hu Zhi took out a bigger jug ​​of wine from the storage ring: "Thanks to the late Sikong, I still have dozens of jugs in my ring. Drink as much as you want, can you control it?"

"See if I can take care of it." Sikong grabbed the jug again and drank it down.

The two were just as competitive, Hu Zhi took out a jug of wine, Sikong took it over and drank it without hesitation.Back and forth, until the tenth pot, Sikong's body was shaking, his face was like a peach blossom, and his eyes were drunk.

He clasped Hu Zhi's hands behind his back with one hand, took him into his arms with the other hand, and lowered his head to get closer.The two could smell their noses, surrounded by the sweet and intoxicating aroma of wine.

Sikong said: "You little monster, you are too disobedient."

Hu Zhi struggled angrily: "Let go of me. The dignified Xingjun only has a few pots of wine, which is a bit embarrassing."

Speaking of it, when the two drank in the mortal world, Sikong always tasted it and never got drunk.Unexpectedly, the capacity for alcohol is poor, and the wine quality is also poor.

Hu Zhi kept struggling, and the disturbed Sikong stopped him.Hu Zhi's eyes widened, and he scolded: "You bastard, Sikong, fix it for me quickly. It's too ungodly."

Sikong caressed Hu Zhi's face with his fingers, his eyes full of affection: "I lost weight..."

"You..." Hu Zhi was stunned for a while.

Rubbing the tip of Hu Zhi's nose dissatisfied with his fingers, Sikong said: "My husband."

"Your size, my husband is already dead in the human world." Hu Zhi stared and scolded angrily, "Shenjun Sikong himself said that he is not a mortal Sikong."

Putting his finger on the center of his eyebrows, Sikong muttered to himself: "That's right. Mortal Sikong is not my lord. Although my lord is a little withdrawn, he is not as timid as mortal Sikong, and his heart is not as soft as mortal Sikong. Cotton, it is even more impossible to smile lightly from time to time."

Sikong stared fixedly at Hu Zhi, his eyes were treacherous and difficult to distinguish, as if he was emphasizing himself: "The moment the demonic energy dissipated, all my emotions for you disappeared. The one who likes you is the demon king Sikong, not me, Sikong Shenjun. I How can a majestic god of thousands of years have deep roots in love for you, a little monster, and it is even less likely that he will almost degenerate into a demon king because of a little monster.

10 years ago, the gods of the fallen demons occupied the heavens, causing all my remaining friends to fall, and the human beings were devastated for hundreds of years.How could I almost repeat the mistakes of the Fallen Demon Lord because of the little fox demon? "

He grabbed Hu Zhi's hand and put it on his chest: "Little monster, you touch my chest, you have no heart, and you don't have the feeling of beating violently before. I, Lord Sikong, don't like you at all."

Hu Zhi closed his eyes, two lines of tears fell down.

Kong Luo's chest began to ache again, and Sikong lightly kissed the end of Hu Zhi's tearful eyes to relieve it.

He kissed all the tears by himself, and said again: "Little monster, you haven't called me husband yet?"

Heartbroken, Hu Zhi yelled: "There is something wrong with you! You deny the past, what kind of husband do you call you?"

Sikong tilted his head slightly, and after a while of reaction, he suddenly realized "Oh": "Yes, yes, little monster, I am not your husband. How about 'Brother Sikong'?"

Sikong pinched Hu Zhi's chin, forcing him to look at him: "Come and call 'brother' and listen."

"Calling you uncle... woo woo woo woo..."

Before Hu Zhi finished speaking, his lips were kissed fiercely, and the rich and sweet mulberry wine filled his mouth, making Hu Zhi dizzy.The belt was torn off, and the red clothes were peeled off one by one.Hu Zhi, who couldn't move at all, could only watch Sikong use alcohol to commit murder, and he had no power to parry.

In the courtyard, the stars who danced and scurry from time to time seemed to be aware of the shame, and hid from the courtyard door one after another.The stars are all quiet, only the sound of the two of them panting heavily and sometimes lightly.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-2723:10:13~2021-09-3020:03:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Ouhuang Possession;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard