Cute fox's counterattack

In the dark night, a few stars hang in the sky, in a peaceful atmosphere, there are no human voices, only the rustling of the wind blowing and shaking trees.

Dongfang Chen picked up the little thing that fell at his feet, and his tentacles were all wet. He stroked the hair on its body suspiciously, and combed the messy hair a little.

Dongfang Chen walked to the table with the little thing in his arms, put it on top, and lit up the flickering candle, the dark room suddenly brightened up a bit.

The white fox lay limply on the table, its white and soft fur was wet, except for the head, the hairs on other parts stood up in bunches, really like a little hedgehog.Dongfang Chen smiled a little when he saw it like this, stretched out his hand to smooth its hair, and took a dry cloth to slowly dry off the moisture.

When the wiping was almost done, Dongfang Chen remembered Baihu's leaving without saying goodbye, and the sudden appearance now, and immediately turned cold on purpose, and put the cloth towel in his hand on the table without saying a word.

The white fox, which was standing outside and was blown cold by the wind, now slowly recovered its temperature because of Dongfang Chen's careful wiping.The careful movements made the white fox very comfortable, and he couldn't help dozing off, his slender eyes narrowed into a slit; when he was about to fall asleep, the white fox found that his comfortable hand was gone, and his body reluctantly wanted to go east Chen rubbed against his body, and his eyes slowly opened.

The white fox suddenly woke up because of Dongfang Chen's hand leaving, with sleepiness in his dazed eyes, he looked at him anxiously, seeing that Dongfang Chen was just looking at him in silence, and the white fox's eyes were also slightly clear, He shrugged his raised head and lowered his body lying on the table, as if he was apologizing to someone.

Dongfang Chen looked at Baihu like this, and his angry and annoyed face softened slightly, but Baihu lowered his head and didn't see it.

Dongfang Chen didn't make a sound, just picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and then said slowly: "Why did you run away suddenly tonight? Why are you coming back now?" There was no unnecessary expression on his face, and he said There was no ups and downs in this sentence, making it hard to tell whether he was angry or not.

Seeing the white fox's head drooping more and more because of his own words, Dongfang Chen knew that it had made a mistake. He thought it would be good if he knew it was wrong, but the back of the white fox leaving tonight flashed in his mind. Call it, but no matter how you call it, it runs away quickly without even looking back.

Thinking of this scene, Dongfang Chen couldn't help tightening his grip on the cup.He looked down at the white fox on the table who was buried in reflection. After watching for a while, the white fox still lowered his head and did not move.

Dongfang Chen's heart was full of thoughts, and finally he said: "If...you don't want to stay here, I will let you go and go...where you want to go." Not very good.

In Dongfang Chen's heart, although the white fox is not a human being, it has been with him for many years after all, and he has always treated it as a friend and brother. If it really wants to leave, I will miss it and be reluctant to part with it.

Hearing his words, the white fox froze there, unable to move, then seemed to understand what he said, suddenly raised his head, and stared at him with wide eyes.

When my father gave me the white fox, my father once said it was a spirit fox, but my father didn't know that he could listen to people's words, even though he couldn't speak, he knew what it meant; I knew this after getting along with it not long ago. Yes, the white fox at that time could understand people's words but had a delicate temperament, not like what it is now. Since then, I have named it Xue'er.The only way is because it is smart and smart.

The white fox looked at him for a while, and gently put his meat claws on Dongfang Chen's hand as if he had just woken up from a dream. There was a warm temperature from where the meat claws touched, but he alone lacked his response; The white fox looked at his motionless hand, the fleshy claws did not feel lightly kneaded, and the fleshy claws that the white fox put on his hand were a little stiff.

After a while, the white fox stretched out his other paw, and gently pushed Dongfang Chen's hand holding the cup. The slight movement was a little cautious; after waiting for a while, Dongfang Chen still couldn't get a response. , the white fox retracted both of his fleshy claws, and helplessly pulled at the hair on his head, the shrugged head was almost buried on the table.

Dongfang Chen put down the cup in his hand, sighed and said, "It's getting late today, it's time to rest."

Hearing this, the white fox tilted his lowered head slightly, and looked at him with some hope, his eyes full of caution.

Dongfang Chen didn't speak, silently picked up the white fox on the table, walked to the bed, put the white fox on the bed, lay on his back on the bed, and closed his eyes.

The white fox beside him saw that Dongfang Chen didn't hold him in his arms like before, his ears were raised a little; his eyelids drooped slightly, and there was only a thin slit left in his fox eyes.

The white fox turned his head and opened his eyes to look at the top of the bed, not knowing how long it had passed.Looking at the person next to him, who seemed to be in a deep sleep, the white fox shrank itself into a small ball, and moved slightly closer to the person. Seeing that the person did not respond, he moved closer, and slowly shrank to the east. In Chen's arms, he fell asleep contentedly when he was lying in his arms full.

There was a sound of even breathing in his arms, and the person who was supposed to be asleep opened his eyes, and Dongfang Chen looked at the white fox in his arms.

The night was dark, but there were not many stars in the sky, leaving only a lonely full moon, as if it was pancakes fried by my mother. The taste was not strong, but it was enough to make people aftertaste.

In the garden of the Yanfu Mansion.

A certain person came back to the mansion panting, caught a servant and asked him to pour water, looked at the tea handed to him and drank it in gulps, and only after drinking a glass of water did he regain his strength.

After quenching his thirst, he realized that his body was very sticky. He frowned and fanned the folding fan in his hand, and a little tired ordered someone to prepare hot water for himself to take a bath.

Not long after, a servant came over and said, "Young master is ready in your room, please take a bath."

He nodded in response: "Yes." He put his fan on the table and walked forward.

The night was thick, and there was a sound of beating watch outside: "The sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful of fire candles." Then there was a burst of "clang clang" of copper gongs, "The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of fire candles." Then the sound of "clang clang" gongs and drums, followed by regular continued.

Pass through the corridor, come to the rockery, and then go around the yard, but he was startled when he saw the brightly lit yard in front of him.He thought to himself: Could it be that something happened to the little sister? Thinking of this, he felt panicked and strode forward.

The servants beside him looked at each other for a while and hurriedly followed.

Walking over in a hurry, he looked at the room in front of him, a few servant girls were standing outside the little girl's door, listening to the voices coming from the room.He had a flustered expression on his face, seeing the maidservants pacing outside in a panic, made him very anxious, and he shouted after only a few steps away: "What's going on?"

Seeing him approaching, several maidservants quickly knelt down, Cuizhu, the maidservant kneeling in front, said: "Master, you...you are finally back! That's great! It's really great! Please persuade the young lady, and the young lady will take care of herself." After I came back, I locked myself in the room all the time, no matter how the slaves called, the lady did not answer. Young master, please persuade the lady quickly. "

After listening to the words, he passed several maidservants, walked to the door, patted the door vigorously, and shouted: "Zihan, Zihan, open the door, brother is back, open the door quickly, let brother in."

The people in the room hesitated for a moment, and opened the door not long after.

Looking at the little girl who opened the door, he let out a sigh of relief.

The four servant girls, plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, also rushed over and called, "Miss." Looking at the person standing in front of them, the girls let out a sigh of relief.

Yan Zihan looked at the person in front of him, his eyes started to turn red again, and he called out softly, "Brother." When Yan Zixuan was called by him, he realized that the little girl's face was a bit haggard, looking at Zihan's red eyes Yan Zixuan's heart ached for the tears that kept falling, and he quickly hugged her in his arms to comfort her carefully.

In front of her brother, Yan Zihan was always very vulnerable, because he knew that her brother was the person who loved her the most in this world. Without him, she really didn't know what to do.

Yan Zixuan gently wiped his face for him, patted her back from time to time, and comforted her: "Don't cry, don't cry, brother is here, whoever bullies you, brother will help you teach him a lesson." She pushed away gently, and reached out to wipe away the tears that fell from her eyes again.After comforting her for a while, Yan Zixuan led her into the room and sat down at the table. The four maids, plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, did not come in, but closed the door in good time.

Yan Zihan looked up at his brother, lowered his eyelashes and said, "Brother, do you think he doesn't like me?" When he spoke, his tone was slightly aggrieved, and his eyes were a little red.

When Yan Zixuan heard his sister asking this question, he knew the reason, and replied reassuringly, "How could it be? My Zihan is so beautiful and nice, so why don't you like it?"

Yan Zihan lowered his head and said, "Then why didn't he look at me today? He must not like me." After his sister said this, Yan Zixuan remembered that when he asked him that question last time, he It seems... I haven't finished talking yet, could it be that I made a mistake?

Seeing his sister like this, Yan Zixuan didn't dare to speak in vain: "Zihan, don't think about it, rest well! Brother will go to him tomorrow and ask, you! Just rest well, girl, if you cry again, you will die." Isn't it beautiful!" Leading her slowly towards the bed, Yan Zixuan covered her with the quilt, sat and watched her close her eyes and was about to go out, when her footsteps left the corner of her clothes, she was caught, he looked back lying on the bed.

Yan Zihan looked at his brother in front of him with red eyes, tightened his grip on the hem of his clothes, and said softly, "Brother, don't go." Knowing that his sister was very fragile, Yan Zixuan sat by the bed and said, " Good, good! Don’t go, my brother is here with you, go to sleep.” After finishing speaking, she put her hands back under the quilt, raised her hands to rub her head, and gently combed her beautiful hair for him. hair.

Watching her close her eyes, Yan Zixuan was still stroking her head from time to time, and didn't get up until she was sure she was asleep. As soon as he went out, he saw the four girls, plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, still waiting outside.

Yan Zixuan closed the door, looked at them and said softly, "Zihan has already fallen asleep, you should go down and rest too!"

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