Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

As soon as Aning got home, what he saw was the fox demon pulling up his ears and showing sad little eyes. In those amber blue eyes, the evil light was looming, and the grievance could not be hidden.

Look at her little eyes, she looks like the kind of little daughter-in-law waiting for her husband to come home after staying up all night.

However, this thought only lasted for a few seconds, because she suddenly remembered what she had said to it before going out.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, so Aning put down the things in his hands silently, walked to it and squatted down, making eye contact.

Somewhat guilty.

Aning gently stroked its head with his hand and whispered softly: "I'm sorry, dear, I came back late. As compensation, can I allow you to eat one more chicken drumstick tonight?"

The fox demon didn't seem to buy it. It tilted its little head and Aning's hand fell away. Then he turned his round body and turned his back to her. His plush tail hung feebly on the ground as if it had disappeared.

Knowing that he was wrong, Aning looked at his bleak back, gently poked his beautiful tail with his fingertips, and asked carefully: "Then, two more?"

As a result, the fox demon silently pulled its tail forward and wrapped it around her stubby limbs, still not wanting to talk to her.

"Bao, pay attention to me."

"This time it was an accident."

"I promise there won't be a next time."

"Just pay attention to me."

Perhaps he felt that Aning was too noisy. When the fox demon heard the last sentence, his ears twitched, he turned his head and glanced at her, then jumped to the sofa with small steps, crossed his body and closed his eyes.

Aning was very helpless when she saw this. It seemed that this guy was determined not to care about her.

So angry?

Frowning, Aning stared closely at the small figure on the sofa. After a moment of silence, she got up and walked to her room, collapsed on the bed and read the script.

Forget it, wait until it wakes up and then coax it.

Silence returned to the living room, with only one bright light shining alone.

After waiting for a while, no girl's voice was heard. The fox demon opened its eyes, and the person who had been coaxing it just now disappeared.

It was confused. It raised its head and looked at the closed door in front of it. Its blue eyes were even more aggrieved. It groaned a few times, then jumped off the sofa and squatted in front of the closed room.

The beautiful fox eyes stared at the door handle. It raised its paw and pressed it on the door, silently.

I don't know how long it took, until there was no sound in the room. It jumped hard and opened the door with its front paws. The lights in the room were as bright as the ones in the living room.

The person on the bed seemed to be asleep, her face was covered by the open book, and she didn't even notice the sound of the door opening.

The fox demon jumped onto the only bed in the room with light steps.

Then a white light flashed, and the fox on the bed disappeared and was replaced by a person.

To be precise, he is a man, the kind of man who is easy to distinguish between male and female but does not look feminine.

The handsome man lay on the bed, stretched out his long white fingers and gently picked up the book covering someone's face.

He looked at the sleeping face silently, lowered his long eyelashes slightly, pursed his thin lips, and then sighed slowly.

So I can't coax him more.

The dazzling light made Aning sleep extremely uneasy. She frowned and subconsciously covered her eyelids with her hands. At this moment, a sigh suddenly came from her ears.

She was the only one in the room, who was sighing. For a moment, Aning felt her scalp numb. She slowly retracted her hand on her eyelids, opened her eyes slightly, and saw a pair of narrow and beautiful blue eyes.

The man looked familiar. His long silver hair fell on the bed. When he opened his eyes, his frown relaxed and he stared at her quietly in his long and narrow eyes.

As his eyes flickered, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars, and feathers as thin as cicada wings were about to come out like butterflies.

His skin is extremely white, glowing with a light and lustrous color under the light. The lines of his neck are beautiful and clear. With the movement of his collar, the spring light inside suddenly appears. There is also a star on the left collarbone. A very small black mole stands out in the white.

He didn't care at all how loose his collar was, his slightly aggrieved eyes fell on Aning's face, his thick eyelashes trembled, his thick and thick lips were slightly opened, and his voice was strange and seductive: " Can you be more patient next time you coax me?"

After saying that, he buried his face in Aning's neck, rubbed the soft flesh with the tip of his nose, and sprayed warm breath on it, followed by a slightly dull voice: "I'm easy to coax."

Aning: "..."

It's none of my business whether it's good or not.

Also, who is this person?

Suppressing her desire to scream, Aning pushed the man's head away and sat up numbly. Feeling unrealistic, she pinched her cheeks.

!!!

it hurts!

She wasn't dreaming.

So someone was really in her bed?

She slowly turned her head. The man in red clothes was leaning on her bed, his pure blue eyes staring at her motionlessly, his red lips lowered, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Gazing at this beautiful, unreal face, Aning swallowed quietly.

How could anyone look so foul? I'm afraid he's not the male version of a vixen.

"Who are you, and how did you get in? Why are you on my bed? I told you that it is against the law to break into a private house."

Facing such a girl, the man suddenly lowered his eyelashes, his twinkling eyes were half-covered, his expression could not be seen clearly, and he looked a little sad. He sat on the edge of the bed and whispered:

"I used to be in your bed every day, why not today? I didn't break into anyone's house. Didn't you say this is my home? Don't you know who I am?"

These words confused Aning. How could I know who you are?

Then familiar words suddenly circled in her brain, and Aning suddenly thought of something.

and many more…

in the past?

day by day?

your home?

Isn't he... a good boy? !

Aning stared wide-eyed, watching the man's beautiful blue eyes gradually overlap with the fox demon's eyes, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

So this is a transformation?

The fox she raised has transformed! ! !

Licking her dry lips, Aning asked the man cautiously: "Are you... a good boy?"