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

Yan Conling held her stupid husband in one hand and the skewers of chicken in the other. By the time we got home, the chickens had turned into hard ice cubes, which were easier to wield than a mace, and were sure to kill anyone they struck.

The window was still open, the lights had been blown out, and there was a pile of light snow on the table.

If it were normal, Lou Qixue would have gone forward to sweep away the snow and close the window. After re-lighting the lamp, he would also warm up the stove, asking her to rush over to drive away the cold air and not freeze... But the body of a cultivator is strong. If you are strong, how can you get sick easily?

After coming back to her senses to put these things away, and looking at the little fox now balled up on the couch, she realized that she was already very familiar with it...

"Yes, cooking."

He carried the chicken into the kitchen and stayed there for an hour before Yan Congling got out of it with a dejected face.

Yue Lingheng was so concerned that he became confused and forgot one of the most important things. Originally, if she didn't have this skewer of chicken, she could still live by going to the food stalls as before.

But now...the kitchen can't survive anyway.

"It's really troublesome."

After patting the ashes left on his clothes when he put out the fire, Yan Conngling returned with the hard-earned chicken soup.

In the house, the little fox was already awake.

Only the body has shrunk. The tail has not changed much, but it is now larger than the body. The little fox's two front paws were held together obediently, and he was listlessly burying his head half in his big fluffy tail.

He looked at one place blankly, looking aggrieved and wilted.

Hearing the movement at the door, the little white fox immediately pricked up his ears and shouted cheerfully, "Madam!"

The voice is sweet and has its own tail tone.

Yan Congling's foot slipped and the chicken soup almost flew out of her hand.

Standing there, looking into those bright and expectant fox eyes for a moment, she looked like she was seeing a ghost, "You, you... what did you call me?"

God knows, even though we went to the church to get married, we have done everything we should and should not do. But for the first time she heard the serious address of her famous husband, she still felt like she was struck by lightning.

Especially, what we are facing now is not a human, but a fox...

Still a fox cub.

Seeing her reaction, the little fox's mangosteen-like paws retracted back, and a layer of mist appeared in his eyes, "Aren't you my wife?"

In a small voice, with a hint of flattery.

Pathetic.

Yan Congling's forehead twitched.

Thinking of Lou Qixue as an adult, he was like that when he was young...it would only make him even more silly and sweet.

She waved her hands and denied ruthlessly, "No."

The mist instantly turned into teardrops and fell straight down. The little fox became anxious and wrapped his big fluffy tail around her wrist, "But you are my wife!"

Obviously, he didn't know how to use language to prove it when he was young, so he would stubbornly emphasize the facts to her.

Being surrounded by a warm circle, Yan Conngling couldn't help but rub his tail.

"How can I be your wife?" Her mouth was deceptive, "Look, you are a fox and I am a human. How can a fox and a human get married? You must have remembered it wrong."

"I can't remember it wrong!"

The little fox stared with round black eyes and subconsciously retorted, "You must be my wife. I only like you. I fall in love with her as soon as I see her. I can't be anyone else but you."

The familiar eyes were more direct and passionate than before.

On the snow-white front paws, the bloody scab was particularly eye-catching.

The hand on her tail paused, and the girl looked away, but still insisted, "You did remember it wrong, you don't even have a human form yet. In the past few days, I accidentally injured my brain, so my memory was confused. "

He was about to say something in a panic, but she quickly took out the injured claw, took out strips of white cloth and wrapped the mangosteen into dumplings.

"What? You don't believe what I said?" She was so firm before, but now she just said this, and immediately withered, "Of course I believe it, I believe everything you say. But even if I am not a wife, don't drive me away... "

Yan Conngling suddenly remembered that she had wanted to send him to Lingcheng to keep him as an outhouse... Unexpectedly, he still remembered it now.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the little fox quickly folded his ears and put it into her hand.

"Don't drive me away, I'm still very useful. I can be a spiritual pet to relieve your boredom. My ears, tail, and belly are all soft and easy to touch..."

The girl smiled.

His eyebrows are curved like a crescent moon.

"Okay."

Originally, he really planned to send him to Lingcheng, but the way he looks now... I guess it can only be called a release.

He was overjoyed.

"I want to be with you all the time."

Yan Conling still smiled and did not respond, but changed the subject and said, "You can stay, and we are not completely unrelated."

The little fox raised his head and looked at her eagerly.

Her rounded face is still beautiful.

After the incident at the Demon Suppressing Tower, Yan Congling felt a lot more relaxed and had the time to tease this beautiful little fox. "Look, you are eating my food and living here with me, so it's me."

The palm of her hand slid down the fluffy tail, revealing the soft and warm belly. She bit the words lightly, "Of course, it's your ancestor."

Using some strength on her hands, the little fox was easily knocked over by her, and her four claws were spread upward.

Yan Conling raised her chin and signaled, "Scream first and let me listen."

But the little fox twisted left and right, and was willing to touch her ears, rub her tail, and suck her belly. She had a great temper, but she refused to be called this.

"Ling'er, this won't work..."

Since she wasn't allowed to call her "Niangzi", he followed the vague memory and called her by her nickname.

I remembered the special instructions from my second senior brother, not to bully me anymore. Yan Conling no longer forced herself, picked up the bowl of chicken soup that was almost cold on the head of the bed, and asked in a considerate voice, "Are you hungry after being awake for so long? Come on, let's eat something first."

"Have you cooked?"

His eyelids suddenly twitched, and he had some bad premonitions. He looked around and saw a bowl of something so dark that his original shape could not be seen.

Not being able to say harsh words to her, the little fox reluctantly praised her, "This bowl of crispy rice is pretty good-looking."

Yan Conngling: "...This is chicken soup."

"This bowl is still pretty."

He was honest, and when he couldn't praise her craftsmanship, he began to praise her vision. Unfortunately, he didn't take more than two mouthfuls. His limbs went limp, his body turned over, and he fell into coma again.

Yan Conling was holding a bowl. Seeing this, he silently put away the portion he had left for himself...

I rummaged through the box and found a few pancakes to eat, feeling a little uncomfortable with my throat being dry and choking after a long absence. Ever since I got Lou Qixue, I haven't eaten this kind of dry food for a long time.

The nine-tailed fox has a long growth period and its whereabouts are secretive.

But now that the young demon king is right under his nose, he has a rare opportunity to observe and help the second senior brother supplement this information.

Yan Conling washed her hands, found pen and ink, and began to write. Because I am not a professional counterpart like Yue Lingheng, I only record it according to the daily record.

After thinking about what to say and what to believe, a clear and stupid little white fox appeared in his eyes.

She wrote simply and neatly - in the first stage, she is stupid and easy to deceive, and is too clingy.