My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Lou Qixue's mood did not improve.

I had such an experience in my previous life. What did she say at that time?

He said that his fox fur fell out everywhere, so he stayed away from the house for most of the next six months and lived outside every day like Dayu.

She clearly disliked it.

"Do you need me to go out and sleep temporarily?" After careful consideration, it is better to separate beds than run away from home.

"Why are you going out to sleep?" Yan Cong gave him a strange look, feeling that once he fell into a certain self-state, no one else could keep up with what he was thinking, "I'm not allergic to fox fur."

Been a couple for so long.

I have a more or less clear idea of ​​the other party's character.

She soothed her accurately, "I don't dislike you. Stop thinking so much and go to bed quickly."

Who is the teenage girl?
Why would a thousand-year-old vixen be so entangled and twisted?

After shaking off the quilt, Yan Conling was about to turn over when his elbow inadvertently touched the other person's body again, and this time he retracted his fingers due to his body temperature.

"You have a fever?"

I guess it's because of the moulting period and I'm confused.

No wonder it's crazy here tonight.

"Okay." She reluctantly gritted her teeth and climbed up to touch the pills, "Tonight you are my ancestor."

Lou Qixue quickly wanted to say something, but she turned around, grabbed her chin, and stuffed her with bitter medicine.

"eat."

Any gentle words and gentle words to coax him to take medicine no longer exist here in Yan Conling. She only looks gentle on the outside, but can't do it in action.

After dryly swallowing a few pills, Lou Qixue had more tears in her eyes, and she was crying rationally due to the pain.

The candlelight flickers on the cinnabar at the end of the eyes, the color is moving, as if it falls on the apex of people's hearts. He coughed twice and subconsciously wanted to get up, but was held down by Yan Conling. The girl has a slender figure, white clothes, and shoulder-length black hair.

Compared with the daytime, there is a hint of coolness in the warmth and softness.

"Let the tail out."

She took out a small horn comb from the small box nearby and released her hand.

The comb was one of the items given to the bride during her previous marriage, and it was carved with exquisite patterns. Yan Conling usually found it troublesome and never took it out to use. The brand new comb teeth were a little dull at the moment, and they made a slight sound in the air when she gently fiddled with them.

The bones on his back felt numb every inch for no reason, and Lou Qixue's heart beat loudly, "What are you going to do?"

His reaction seemed to be frivolous. The more Yan Conling looked at it, the more interesting it became. After a while, he said, "Since the things are made for me, it's okay for me to give a little help."

Does she want to help?

Lou Qixue's whole body froze.

It wasn't often that his girl took the initiative to get close to him, especially when he felt embarrassed and she wasn't motivated by profit, it was even more rare and valuable.

It should have been refused.

But reluctant to give up.

Still did it.

The girl sat closer, grabbed one of the fox demon's tails and placed it on her lap.

His hair is soft and fluffy, and the amount of hair is impressive. In winter, I always like to put it out and wrap it around her to sleep. It is a natural plush blanket. Now that I look closely, I can see that there are indeed a few bald patches. Like a blanket shedding lint.

But still soft.

She had been staring for a little too long. Lou Qixue lowered her eyelashes and said, "Stop looking..."

It was too ugly and he didn't want to be exposed in front of the other party.

"Lou Qixue." The force on the tail suddenly increased a bit, and the girl called his name, using the comb to press down the pieces of fox fur, which were piled on the side like snowflakes.

"The tail of a fox, or the shedding period, to me is the same as that of flowers and grass that bloom in spring and wither in autumn. You are a fox, and you are a fox demon that has been around for thousands of years. You should be able to think about this more clearly than me."

But now, he seems to have severe appearance anxiety.

"And appearance is just the icing on the cake." She stared at the pile of increasingly white hairs and tried to communicate with him in reverse for the first time, "I won't treat you any differently because of your appearance. .”

The tip of the fox's tail seemed to tickle slightly in her palm.

This is his way of expressing his love, and he always wants to get stuck on something. In the past, when she was a little fox, she didn't know how to hide, but she could observe clearly.

Lou Qixue said softly, "I just want to keep you."

Everything he does says it all the time, but rarely does it come out so plainly. Yan Conngling paused slightly and nodded, "I know that as long as you don't violate the rules of the Demon Suppression Department, I will not make peace with you."

This is the biggest promise she can make at the moment.

Puppies always need to be touched to gain a sense of security, and Lou Qixue's anxious state has been visibly alleviated.

The top piece was almost done, and Yan Congling's hand holding the comb began to move down slowly... The fox demon on the couch suddenly straightened up, and a suppressed gasp escaped from his throat.

She raised her gaze and asked, "Did it hurt you?"

"No..." Lou Qixue avoided his eyes in embarrassment, for fear of revealing the darkness in his eyes.

The fox's tail was already a sensitive part, but now she was touching her so lovingly and carefully... He let go of the hand that was unconsciously clenched on the quilt and had sharp bones, and he tried hard to soften his hoarse voice.

"... Just be gentle."

After all, he was still greedy for this rare tenderness and was willing to suffer.

But soon, Lou Qixue realized that he was wrong.

And couldn't be more wrong.

She did become gentler, but it was even more torturous. The girl has a pair of beautiful and delicate white hands, but they are not as soft as those of the boudoir girls, but have thin calluses.

As the comb teeth slowly scrape across the skin, it feels numb and numb. The piece of quilt under his palm was almost crushed by him, and he suppressed the sound of almost running out.

The combing action suddenly stopped.

Lou Qixue was sweating profusely, and her cinnabar moles were so charming and sparkling after being washed by the water. Although he tried to hide it, his peach-colored face was the most direct and silent leak.

He turned his slightly blurred gaze in confusion, and then met the girl's eyes with a hidden smile.

Curved like a crescent moon.

"Yan, Cong, Ling!"

After so many years of companionship on the pillow, Lou Qixue's ears were still very red at this moment. He raised his hands and buried his face in his palms. His nine tails trembled with his heart, shaking off the floating hair like a spring flower branch.

"You deliberately!"

She bullies people on purpose!

She, how could she do this!
"Hahahaha." The girl laughed and put down the comb, "You foxes are really..."

She put one leg against the edge of the couch, bent down, hugged him suddenly, and kissed him.

All the blood in his body seemed to explode at this moment.

Lou Qixue was as stiff as a stone, with two snow-white fox ears standing blankly upright, and the vertical pupils in his wide-open eyes narrowed to a thin line.

He leaned on the innermost side with his back, and the soft quilt was like a tide, making people sink deeply into it. In addition to the deafening heartbeat, I can feel the girl's warm breath, and the long eyelashes like butterfly wings, gently sweeping over my face...

This is the blood of his blood and the bone of his bones in his two lives.

(End of this chapter)