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

The little fox didn't expect that it just poked its head and saw such a scene that made the fox blush and its heart beat, especially when the warm clothes covered its head.

It was startled at first, then heard the rustling sound of dressing outside and licked its lips involuntarily. In the end, it felt that the blood in its body was boiling, and the fox fur on its body was about to burn.

An emotion called shyness swept over me,

I don't know how long it took before it came out from under the clothes in a daze, and the girl in the dressing room had long disappeared.

The little fox opened his big blue eyes blankly and looked a little aggrieved at the empty locker room. Even his upright ears were pulled down.

It snorted, opened the locker room door with its head, and stuck out its round head to look around.

There was a long corridor outside, and people would walk around from time to time. The little fox tilted his head and waited until all the people in the corridor disappeared before twisting his butt and walking out.

Using its sense of smell, it came to the dance room where Aning rehearsed. The door of the dance room was a glass door, and it was easy to see what was going on inside from the outside.

Only the door is locked.

I am used to opening doors with handles, but I have no experience with sliding doors like this.

So it had no choice but to put its two front paws on the glass door and look inside eagerly.

The girl was sitting cross-legged on the ground, wearing slim-fitting dance clothes, her hair was tied up high, her ears were red, and even her exposed swan neck was lightly pink.

Sitting opposite her was a girl wearing the same style of clothing. The two of them didn't know what they were talking about, and they seemed to be in a good atmosphere.

The little fox lowered his eyelashes and looked very disappointed in his lake-blue eyes. He tightened his paws on the door for two or three seconds and then released them, opening and closing them, as if silently complaining about the depression in his heart.

"Wow! Whose fox dog is this? It's so cute!"

At this moment, a soprano voice shouted in surprise from outside the door. Aning followed the sound and saw a girl with short hair and a round face holding a light-haired dog.

The dog was petite, with deep lake-blue eyes and a round head. Its paws were thick and short, and its big fluffy tail swayed in the air.

It looks familiar, Aning thought.

Until she met the dog's eyes, Aning finally knew why she looked familiar. Isn't this her little fox?

As she was being held by someone, she bounced up from the ground with a click in her heart, "It's mine! It's mine!"

The girl couldn't let go of the little fox. After knowing that it had an owner, she touched its head and handed it to Aning.

"It's so cute. Where did you buy it?"

Aning smoothed the little fox's fur and replied: "Bought from the pet store." It delivered it to the door itself.

The girl nodded and asked, "Is she my sister?"

"younger brother."

……

The girl didn't stay long because the pretty little guy ignored her at all.

And from the moment it entered Aning's arms, it nuzzled her neck with its wet nose, and after it was done, its little head kept digging into her elbow.

He looked clingy, and the girl walked away knowingly.

As if feeling its emotions, Aning stroked its back. She felt a little guilty and left it in the dressing room.

But it was so embarrassing at that time. She just wanted to escape from the scene. She happened to run into the choreographer as soon as she left the dressing room, so the two chatted for a while and unknowingly ended up in the dance room.

Then she forgot about the little fox who was still in the dressing room.

Aning carried it in, and after explaining the situation to the choreographer, she placed the fox on an armchair.

The fox looked at her quietly, his blue eyes full of her image, and hummed lowly, either to vent his dissatisfaction or to express his grievances.

Aning's heart softened, and everything in the locker room was forgotten. She kissed its forehead and whispered: "Ayan, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to forget you in the locker room."

Knowing that he was wrong, Aning was ready to coax him, but today the little fox did not act according to common sense.

It didn't point its butt towards her, but moved its head over and nudged An Ning with the tip of its nose. Then it raised a chubby paw, gently placed it on An Ning's face, and licked it with its soft, moist tongue. The corners of her lips,

"I know, so I guess there won't be a next time."

Such a sentence suddenly rang in Aning's ears. She was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that the guilt in her heart was even worse. She hugged the fox down and rubbed its bib-like neck with her cheek.

"Yeah, I promise."

The little fox narrowed his eyes and leaned on her shoulder. A faint fragrance lingered in his nose, and he subconsciously let out a satisfied sigh.

In the next two days, Aning took it with him wherever he went, even to the point of never leaving it.

This gave the little fox a great sense of satisfaction, and he became even more attached to her.

But he didn't forget his mission. He just stared at it for two days. Apart from feeling the guy's breath, he couldn't even see a single fox hair.

So when Aning opened the bag again on the third day, he hesitated and decided to stay at home and wait for her to leave before looking for the guy.

Aning had a role today, so I didn't say much when I heard him say he wanted to stay at home.

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The crew started work late today. Aning had already prepared his pretense, and the leading actors were belatedly arriving.

Aning, who wanted to say hello to Tang Qingzhi, saw Lu Yan and Lu behind her, and silently retracted her little paws and moved to the side, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible.

Don't come here, don't come here.

But Lu Yan and Xiang knew what she was thinking. The ends of his eyes were slightly raised, and his dark pupils glanced over lightly. Although there was no emotion at all, Aning still felt inexplicably guilty.

Because Lu Yanyu added her on WeChat two days ago, but was rejected by her, and now seeing the person in person, she felt a weird feeling of embarrassment.

Sometimes the more you are afraid of, the more likely it will come. Lu Yanyu, who was dressed in pure black casual clothes, suddenly walked up to Tang Qingzhi, lowered his head and didn't know what he said, and the two of them walked directly towards her.

Aning watched the two people approaching gradually. She didn't want to leave now, nor did she not leave. She could only say hello to the two of them.

"Teacher Tang, Teacher Lu, good morning."

"Good morning, peace." Tang Qingzhi replied with a smile on his face. To be honest, she was quite curious about this girl, so Lu Zhiyan could ask her to help.

Lu Zhiyan just stood aside quietly, with no intention of saying hello. His narrow eyes glanced at her, and the corners of his mouth were pursed indifferently.

Very good, dare to refuse him.