Cute fox's counterattack

There are few stars in the night, a lone moon hangs in the dark twilight, and the silver blossoms flicker on the branches and leaves that have not completely receded.

Back in her room, Xueyan lay lazily on the table, and began to plan what to do tomorrow.

I laughed when I thought about it.The slender eyebrows complete an arc, and the clean face is a little pink, and there are shallow pear dimples as the smile deepens.This look is not as shrewd as usual, and a bit silly.

The night was thick and filled the sky.

The whirring figure flashed by, and stopped in a yard. Without saying a word, the visitor opened the window and directly entered through the window, landing in the house.

In the shadowy curtain, a person opened his eyes vigilantly, and his eyes fell on the place where the person landed.

The person who invaded the inner room respectfully knelt down, bowed his head and saluted, "Miss, elder, please go back." The man's voice could be heard in a low voice, respectful but without any fear.

The person in the tent suddenly sat up, "Get out! Tell that old man I won't go back." The slightly sharp voice was not hard to hear anger.

The man frowned calmly, his head still lowered, "The elder told you to go back, please don't embarrass your subordinates." His voice was calm, neither humble nor arrogant, and no emotion could be discerned.

"I said I won't go back. Are you deaf and can't hear? Do you want me to say it again?"

"Since that's the case, I have no choice but to offend you, young lady. Please forgive me." After speaking, she automatically stood up and approached the bed curtain step by step.

The person on the bed panicked and looked anxious, "Wait." After speaking, he took a deep breath, tried to suppress his emotions, and said in a more relaxed tone, "I can't leave today. If I leave like this, others will think it's strange. Wait a minute. I will bid farewell to people tomorrow before leaving, and I will go back tomorrow night."

The man hesitated for a moment, as if he was thinking carefully whether her words were true.

"That's good. Tomorrow night, my subordinates will wait at the back of the mansion. I hope that Miss will arrive as expected."

As soon as the words were spoken, the person standing in the house disappeared, as if he had never appeared before, and there was no trace to be found. If it wasn't for the unclosed window that could prove his existence, there might be no trace of him .

The wind sneaked into the curtain without a sound, as if it wanted to lift the layers of veils to see the figure of the person inside.

"Ah! You are all like this! Why?"

With a sound of "tearing", the entire curtain was pulled off, a slender white hand was still pulled on the curtain, the finger bones were pinching the veil in his hand vigorously, and the slightly long nails were so hard that they were about to pierce into the flesh.

The person on the bed can be vaguely seen from the light shining through the window line. It is a face of rumors. With the eye-catching hair, it should be a charming and charming face, but at this time it is so distorted that it cannot be seen what it is. The face, the resentful gaze shot out of the eyes makes people feel cold all over.

In the moment of complete silence, only one room was shining with orange light, and the light was erratic, and the bright shadows flickered accordingly.

The figure on the bed was wearing a crescent white singlet, with a little moisture in the hair, which was casually scattered on the shoulders; the body was half leaning on the bed, holding a book in his hand, and there was a painting in his hand, the scroll was half opened, Both ends of the scroll are silver-white, as if coated with a layer of silver foil, smooth and shiny.

There was a black shadow attached to the scroll, and then looking up, there was a little fox sleeping on the side of the bed, its whole body was snow-white, round and round, its long tail was half-hidden in the bed quilt, and the hair at the end was curled out. Covering his cheeks, a small stream snaked out from the corner of his mouth, shining brightly, and his small body fell asleep soundly with his breathing.

Dongfang Chen put down the scroll in his hand, looked up at the curled white ball beside him, his long eyelashes trembled twice, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, like a ray of sunlight in the dark, not very bright but enough to see the surroundings clearly situation.

The white and well-proportioned fingers brushed over the pair of pointed ears, and brushed over the head of Bai Tuan, who was sleeping peacefully, and the warmth touched the bottom of the person's heart.

Putting down the scroll in his hand, lying on his side on the bed, took the sleeping little fox by his side, wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, and closed his eyes contentedly.

After a good night's sleep, I habitually stretched my hand inside, as before, there was no fox shadow around me.

Dongfang Chen, as usual, went straight to the study after washing up. When he sorted out the remaining accounts from yesterday, he suddenly felt a "gurgling" sound in his stomach.

Dongfang Chen stood up, and suddenly realized that he hadn't had breakfast yet, walked to the door, pushed open the door of the study, "Uncle Liu, is there anything going on in the kitchen today? It's already this hour, why hasn't breakfast been delivered yet?"

"That...young master, old slave...I'll go and have a look, old slave." The tone of his speech was not as nervous as usual that made people want to explore.

Dongfang Chen stared suspiciously at Butler Liu's eyes, "Is something wrong?"

"No, no, the old slave will go to remind you now." After finishing speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

Dongfang Chen looked at the man who had run away without a trace, his doubts deepened, and he looked up at the sky.

Sitting in the study room, he couldn't calm down, his stomach rumbled again during this period, and the feeling of hunger became more and more profound. Dongfang Chen couldn't sit still, and stood up directly from his seat.

Then the door opened.

The person at the door holds a basket in his hand, closes the door as soon as he enters, puts the basket in his hand on the small table, and brings out the food inside.

Dongfang Chen sat down and glanced at the dishes on the table, "What are these dishes?"

Xueyan: "These are all your favorite dishes! Look, this is your favorite steamed fish, and this boiled chicken, and..." His fingers pointed one by one, and then, his face suddenly turned red .

"Is there a new cook today?" Dongfang Chen looked at these unrecognizable dishes and suddenly realized that he wasn't very hungry anymore.

"Uh...no, um...anyway, you should try it first." He put a chopstick into his bowl.

A pair of slender fox eyes sparkled, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Dongfang Chen swallowed the food in his mouth, took a glass of water by the table, and said "En".

When Xueyan heard such an answer, a dazzling light flashed on her face, her fair and supple cheeks were flushed with powder, and her eyes were watery.

"It's okay, I'm afraid you don't like it? Then you eat more, I prepared all morning today, just because I'm afraid you don't like it."

Dongfang Chen suddenly stopped, put down the bowl in his hand, and looked at him fixedly, "What did you just say?"

Xueyan thought for a while, "Afraid you don't like it?"

"No, one more sentence."

"One more sentence? I prepared all morning today?" He muttered to himself, and immediately covered his mouth after speaking, "Ah!" He let out a low voice, and looked at Dongfang Chen with 'warning' eyes.

"You..." After only one word, he stopped suddenly, Xueyan still felt strange, and the hand she covered her mouth was in his hand in the next second.

Dongfang Chen looked at the cut marks on his fingers, and felt angry for no reason, "What are you doing? Who asked you to do this? Do you want to cut off your own hands? Do you have any brains?" Originally If you want to care about it, it's like this.

Xueyan had a look of disbelief, she opened her mouth a few times in a daze but couldn't say a word, she was in a good mood but because of these few words vanished, her hand suddenly pulled out before she could react.

Xueyan turned around and stood with her back to him, "I'll go first."

The door was opened and closed, and the originally good atmosphere disappeared all of a sudden. Dongfang Chen stood stiffly in the study for a while, then sat down silently, and ate the previous meal bit by bit.

During dinner, Dongfang Chen broke the rule of the past few days and sat on the seat in the hall, with several rich dishes on the table.

The misty white mist gradually dissipated, and the dishes on the table were already a little cold. Butler Liu came up to report: "Young master, the servant at the door today said that Mr. Xueyan went out this afternoon, and Miss Hongling from Hongshanju also went out." out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Steward Liu raised his eyes to look at his face carefully, and saw that there was no change, and then he continued: "Mr. Xueyan may not come back to eat, look... this dish needs to be heated by the old servant. Is it hot?"

"No need." The voice was flat.

With slender finger bones and round nails, they are particularly eye-catching among all kinds of dishes, "Did he say when he will come back today?"

If it seems plain, I don't know if it is really so plain.

"Master Xueyan didn't say, do you need the old slave to send someone to find him?" Although he didn't call the name, Butler Liu understood it in his heart.

"No need, I'm full, let's go." Wiping his mouth with the towel beside the table, he walked out of the hall.

The orange light became weaker and weaker, and the last trace of warmth disappeared in the twilight. The courtyard that should have been gorgeous also lost its original color at this time.

Dongfang Chen walked casually on the Qingshizi Road. He used to walk this road often. It was also a leisurely time after dinner. It was full of public opinion, but at this moment, he felt completely different.

Same way, same thing...

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The lingering smoke filled the air, and voices came from inside, "Elder, what did you say that the Xuanying clan wants to marry our clan? Why? My clan and the Xuanying clan have very little contact with each other. How could it happen this time?"

"I heard that something happened in the Xuanying clan. Now the internal disputes in the Xuanying clan are somewhat chaotic. The Eagle King wants to use marriage to achieve stability. According to the old minister, this may not be impossible." Elder Li stood there straight.

After the sound of "crashing" water, another voice came, "Which woman does the elder think our clan should send?"

Elder Li lowered his body slightly, and a slightly lower voice came, "The old minister wants to send Hong Ling, but I don't know what the king wants."

There was no questioning in the tone, but it was full of firmness.

The people inside didn't mind at all, but hesitated and said: "The elder wants to send Hong Ling? The elder is not worried?"

After all, Hong Ling was the elder's own daughter, so it was wrong to be brought up like this, let alone proposed by Elder Li himself.

"The old minister has already considered it carefully, not to mention that Hong Ling has reached the age of marriage, and she still hopes for Wang Chengquan."

"Then do as Elder Li said." Youyou sighed, showing a hint of helplessness.

"The old minister will go down and prepare."

The sound of footsteps gradually drifted away, and the sound of "crawling" water continued to be heard, a smear of silver gray penetrated through the layers of water mist, and the water droplets were entwined, adhering to a piece of white and moist skin.

The author has something to say: I read the novels of the great gods today, and I always feel that what I write is completely different from others.

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