Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 1939 robbery (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 stupid rabbit who is wronged and crying too much.

   The soft fur on the fiery red fox is almost wet from crying.

  It was wet, full of his tears.

   Fortunately, the fox has a good temper.

  Even if the hair on his body gets wet, he doesn't get angry.

  Just stick it up affectionately, rubbing his cheek.

   Squeaked, Xiaoxiao was soft, as if comforting him.

   Very spiritual.

  The little boy was still sobbing.

   Probably cried 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 and wet eyelashes drooping, red nose and red lips.

  While sobbing, while buried in its soft fur.

  Hold it with extra strength.

  …

  …

  …

   I don't know how long it has passed.

  The boy finally stopped crying.

   Quietly sucking on the red nose, holding it.

  The little hand touched 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, with its fluffy head resting on his shoulders.

  His shoulders are skinny, hard, and have little flesh.

  When I got on it, I just felt a little uncomfortable.

   Not very comfortable.

  It flicked the tail of the fox behind it, but it was not picky.

  Beautiful dark eyes, staring at his white and thin ears, narrowed slightly.

   Didn't move, just stuck out his tongue suddenly and licked it.

   Take advantage of it with peace of mind.

   Not guilty at all.

  The next second, the boy froze for a moment.

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

   It seems that he is 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, surprisingly beautiful.

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

   It's really itchy.

  The big fox stared at him with beautiful dark eyes, and tilted his head slightly.

   Somewhat innocent.

   Looks good too.

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

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

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

Quietly.

   seems to be dependent on it.

  Emotional dependence.

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

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  …

  …

   "Gulu~"

   A small voice sounded.

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

   is also very clever, breaking the atmosphere here.

  Inexplicably, a little funny.

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

   Tilted his head and looked at the quiet boy.

   In his eyes, a slight smile appeared.

   "Aw~"

  It raised its forelegs, and the small pads patted his arm.

   The cry was soft, as if to say something to him.

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

  It was just those wet black eyeballs looking at it.

   pursed his lips slightly, and hugged him a little tight.

  It seems to be afraid that it will run away.

   "Zhiwu~"

  Are you hungry?

  It stepped on his leg, rubbing 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)