Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

   Chapter 1967 robbery (41)

  He entered the house, and the house was silent.

   Inside, it was empty and there was no sound.

   A little too quiet.

   "Little raccoon?"

  The boy lifted off the somewhat messy quilt.

   It was still empty, without the fiery red figure.

  His eyes turned red, and he panicked.

   "Little raccoon, don't make trouble, little raccoon... This game is not fun..."

  His voice trembled, about to choke.

   "Little raccoon?"

  He searched around, but still couldn't find it.

  Hands are shaking.

   "Little raccoon—"

  He ran out of the house and was about to go to the small kitchen.

  But in the next second, that fiery red figure appeared.

  Like a dexterous and skilled hunter, he pounced on him at once.

   "Aww!"

I'm here.

  The young man hugged it.

   "Little raccoon—"

  His eyes were red, his eyelashes were wet, and he hugged it tightly in an instant.

  Hold it tightly, and bury your head in its soft fur.

   "Where have you been?! Why are you running around!?"

  He was loud and fierce.

   Choked with sobs, still faintly flustered and annoyed.

   Very angry.

   "Didn't I tell you not to run around!?"

  He looks like he's losing his temper.

   Lost a big, big temper.

   His tone became aggressive.

   "How can I find you if you run around!?"

   "Why are you disobedient again!?"

   "Why can't you be obedient!?"

  He's yelling at it, yelling loudly.

   "..." The fox that was being hugged tightly drooped its pointed ears.

  Beautiful and moist eyes with black and moist eyes, looking at him.

   It was quiet for a while, and then there was a low whine.

  The tail also drooped down, and some dared not move.

I don't…

  It drooped its ears, as if it was aggrieved.

   It was in the kitchenette, and I was looking for something to eat.

   As a result, he came back suddenly, and kept calling it, and it obviously answered—

  He didn't hear it.

  The pretty fox felt a little sad because of his fierceness, his clear eyes were pierced, and he let out an aggrieved milk sound.

  Soft and milky.

  Grieved and aggrieved, ears drooping.

  The whole little pitiful, being inexplicably vicious.

  The young man sniffed.

   Eyes red, hugging it tightly.

   carried it back to the house, and hugged it in his lap.

  Hold it and kiss, one by one.

  The voice softened.

   "Don't run around anymore, do you know?"

   "You are my only friend, I will be sad when you are gone, and you don't want me to be sad, right?"

   "..." The fox looked at him with drooping ears and moist eyes, very quiet.

  The boy gently stroked its back and rubbed the soft fur on its body.

   Pushing against its head, rubbing against it.

   kept rubbing against her, her long and thick eyelashes were moist.

   Moist and trembling.

   "Little raccoon...Little raccoon..."

  You are my little raccoon dog.

  Whether it's a fox or a demon.

  He grabbed its front paw and kissed it.

   Sniffing, his emotions seemed to calm down.

   "I thought you were gone..."

  He hugged it, bowed his head and mumbled.

   "You scare me...little raccoon."

   "...Aw~"

  The fox looked at it quietly, leaned over and licked him.

   to show comfort.

  The boy pursed his lips and wiped his eyes.

   He stared at it with dark eyes and rubbed its ears.

   A little gentle.

   "I'm sorry, I hurt you just now..."

   "It won't happen in the future, don't be angry, okay?"

   "Aw~"

   Got it, it’s okay.

  It tilted its head and rubbed against his palm.

   The teenager looked at it, sniffing.

  The corners of the mouth are bent.

   "Little raccoon is so nice."

  Little fox is the best fox in the world.

he thinks.

  (end of this chapter)