Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1939 Tribulation (13)

The little boy cried for a long, long time.

Crying until those beautiful drooping eyes were red and swollen, so red and swollen that they looked like a rabbit.

A wronged and crying stupid rabbit.

The soft fur on the fiery red fox's body was almost wet from crying.

Wet, full of his tears.

Fortunately, the fox has a good temper.

Even if the hair on the body is wet, it is not angry.

She just stuck it up intimately and rubbed against his cheek.

With a squeak, Xiaoxiao was soft, as if comforting him.

Very spiritual.

The little boy was still sobbing.

Probably because he was crying a little too hard, and he hiccupped from time to time.

One sound after another, the thin shoulders were shaking.

The skinny little hands hugged the fox tightly.

Long wet eyelashes drooping, red nose and red lips.

Sobbing and whining in its soft fur.

Hold it, very hard.

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I don't know how long it took.

The boy finally stopped crying.

Quietly sucking on the red nose, holding it.

A small hand stroked its belly.

The little head was stuck next to its fox ears, rubbing against it from time to time.

It seems to regard it as a precious baby doll, and doesn't want to let it go for a moment.

A big fox with fiery red fur had its fluffy head resting on his shoulders.

His shoulders were bony, hard, and devoid of flesh.

When I put it on, I just felt a little bit uncomfortable.

Not very comfortable.

It flicked the fox's tail behind it, but it wasn't picky.

The beautiful, dark eyes stared at his white and thin ears, and narrowed their eyes slightly.

He didn't move, but stuck out his tongue suddenly and licked it.

Take advantage of it with peace of mind.

Not guilty at all.

In the next second, the boy froze for a moment.

Probably feeling its movement, his thin body was a little stiff.

It seems that some are not used to such intimacy.

He looked up, staring at it with wet, hazy eyes, sniffing.

The little white ears were a little red after being licked.

Like a fragile little flower, red and soft, it is surprisingly beautiful.

Like his whole person, he looks soft and easy to bully.

It's really itchy.

The big fox's beautiful, dark eyes met him, and he tilted his head slightly.

Somewhat innocent.

Looks good too.

It doesn't look like you're doing something bad on purpose.

The innocent boy sniffed his nose again and hugged it tighter.

The little face was buried in its neck again, not speaking.

Quietly.

It seems to be dependent on it.

emotional dependence.

From beginning to end, I never let go of it.

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"Guru~"

A small sound sounded.

In the quiet and empty thatched cottage, it looked particularly abrupt.

It also subtly breaks the atmosphere of this place.

Inexplicably, a little funny.

The fox that had been hugged all this time raised its pointed ears.

Tilting his head, he looked at the quiet boy.

A slight smile appeared in his eyes.

"Ow~"

It lifted its forelegs, and the pads patted his arm.

The voice was soft, as if she wanted to say something to him.

The boy who was quietly holding it was still sniffling, not speaking.

It's just that those wet black eyeballs looked at it.

She pursed her lips slightly and held her tightly.

As if afraid of it running away.

"Squeak~"

Are you hungry?

It stepped on his leg, rubbing against his face affectionately.

With a flick of the beautiful and fiery big tail behind him, it was about to fall off his body.

(End of this chapter)