Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1938 Tribulation (12)

Gently, touched his hand.

"Squeak~"

Soft and soft, a little delicate.

And the warm fur touched him.

Rubbing against the skin, it was fluffy and itchy.

It was so itchy that my heart trembled.

Tell him to retract his hand, and slowly raised his head from the thin arms.

Those dark and moist eyes, with slightly confused eyes, are as clean as a deer in the forest.

Very beautiful and very clear and pure.

Xiaoxiao has a face as big as a palm, very thin, with no flesh.

Only those eyes, very dark, moist, and beautiful.

Slight drooping arc, drooping eyelashes.

Trembling slightly, like a light butterfly, trembling only to the tip of a person's heart.

Makes the heart weak.

He looked at the fiery red fox standing in front of him, and was taken aback for a moment.

Moist black eyes stared at it fixedly, motionless.

It seemed that he couldn't even hear the sound outside, and there was only its reflection in the beautiful and soft eyeballs.

Even breathing eased a bit.

"you……"

The fiery red and beautiful fox in front of him raised its paws and gently rested on the back of his hand.

Tilting his head slightly, he groaned.

Softly, and a little delicate.

As if to comfort him, don't be sad.

Warm and caring.

The little boy stared at it quietly, his eyes moving slightly.

He pursed his lips and moved his little finger.

The lips are a little dry, and the cheeks are a little pale.

Without blinking, he kept staring at it.

not talking.

Then, out of nowhere, he began to sniff.

In the eyes, gradually, a misty mist appeared.

Eye sockets turned red for a moment.

Red and soft, the tip of the nose is also red.

It seems that I am going to cry.

Tears were hanging on the wet eyelashes, and they were about to fall.

Fall, clatter.

The accumulated grievances seemed to explode the moment it touched.

It exploded completely.

The fiery red fox was startled, "Squeak?"

Its soft little pads landed on the back of his hand, and it stopped, feeling a little helpless.

"Squeak~"

don't cry...

It retracted its claws and was about to do something.

but didn't think-

The boy caught it immediately.

He hugged it and buried his face in its neck.

Hugging tightly, as if grasping the last straw.

A soft whimper came, whining.

Very soft and milky.

A warm dampness spread and wet its hair.

The sound of whimpering was uncontrollable grievance.

Wronged to explode.

I was so wronged that I wanted to cry my tears dry on it.

The fiery red fox stopped for a moment.

"Squeak..."

It has a big fluffy tail hanging down without struggling.

Only gently, somewhat gently, leaning against his body.

Rubbing lightly, has shown comfort.

The little boy sobbed and hugged him even tighter.

I can't wait to hold it in my arms, and bury my whole face in its hair.

Tears were falling, as if she didn't want money.

Keep crying, keep crying.

It seems that he has suffered a great grievance and wants to vent it completely.

The fiery red fox let out a soft cry, its big tail resting quietly on his lap.

He kept hugging, hugging, and hugging.

Crying like a tearful man.

There was a sputtering sound, and the already hoarse voice was even more dry.

Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow.

The fox seemed to sigh slightly, and its fluffy head gently rubbed against him.

Quietly, comfort him.

"Squeak..."

Don't be afraid, in the future...

There is me.

(End of this chapter)