The vixen's journey through time

He Huan put on his pajamas haphazardly, and quickly opened the door and went out without having time to clean himself up.

The narrow living room was empty, and the floor was littered with dirty clothes, garbage, instant noodle buckets, beer bottles, takeout boxes and some odds and ends.

They are scattered all over the place without restraint and freedom.

As for the others, it was clear at a glance that there were no other people.

"Bang! Bang Dang..."

He Huan's heart trembled. That frightening feeling had been with her all day.

She lowered her head and realized that it was the sound of a beer bottle falling and rolling on the ground.

He Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

She felt that what happened today was enough to scare her for a while, like now.

"Squeak..."

There was another noise.

But it turned out to be a mouse.

The mouse looked around thiefly until its small black bean-like eyes met He Huan's. When he realized that it was the familiar owner of the house, he blatantly ran past her, trying to find some filling food scraps in the kitchen.

She was quite arrogant. When she was passing by He Huan, her four short legs stepped directly on her feet.

The rat's sharp claws pierced He Huan's bare white instep, as if to tell her, yes, it was you "Uncle Rat" who was peeping just now. What can you do with me?

He Huan doesn't want to do anything with it! She might even want to thank it.

She shook her head inwardly. It seemed that she was overthinking.

He Huan was planning to go to the kitchen to save her dinner tonight - instant noodles.

bang bang bang...

Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door, and He Huan's heart lifted again.

She didn't make a sound, but carefully moved slowly towards the door. When she stopped, her hand touched the iron bar usually placed behind the door.

Holding it in his hand, He Huan regained his courage and confidence.

She rehearsed it in her mind. If a bad guy broke into the door, she would swing the iron rod and hit him directly on the head...

"Huanhuan, it's uncle, open the door quickly!"

The man outside introduced himself to his family, and the word "uncle" reached He Huan's ears, but it hit her heart hard.

"Huanhuan, open the door quickly, uncle is here to give you this month's living expenses." The person outside the door continued, he seemed not in a hurry, as if he expected the girl inside to open the door.

Sure enough, with a creaking sound, the door was slowly opened from the inside, revealing a girl in pajamas.

He Huan looked up and saw a man with a unshaven beard and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

She unconsciously tightened her trouser legs and took a few steps back to make way for the man.

He Zhiping was very satisfied with the girl's reaction, and his eyes narrowed into slits behind the lenses.

After a moment, he walked in, closed the door, and locked the door intentionally or unintentionally.

The sound of the lock being locked reached He Huan's ears clearly, and her heart beat even harder.

"Uncle...uncle..." He Huan was a little nervous, and he didn't know if it was because he was thirsty.

He Zhiping kicked the debris on the floor and walked all the way to the only sofa in the living room. He didn't care about the debris on it and sat down directly.

His hand touched a piece of white cotton underwear. It was not the sexy and charming style that women pursue, but it showed youthfulness in every aspect.

He Zhiping held it in his hand. Due to his short-sightedness, he looked very close and seemed to be able to smell the girl's fragrance on it in his breath.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Seemingly finally confirming that this was the girl's personal belongings, He Zhiping threw it directly to He Huan, "Huanhuan, you usually live alone, so you still have to pay attention to your personal hygiene."

"Especially those that are worn next to the skin, they need to be washed every day."

"So, I asked you to move back to live with your uncle, but you refused and had to insist on being alone. How inconvenient it is! If you want to be together, wouldn't all these uncles have taken care of you!..." He Zhiping chattered, as if he was thinking about something joyfully, like a good uncle.

"Huanhuan, what are you standing for? Sit down!" Suddenly, he pulled He Huan down and sat beside him.

"I haven't been here for a month. Let uncle take a good look..."

The girl finished taking a shower in a hurry and put on clothes haphazardly, without even buttoning her clothes.

As it goes up and down, a small section of waist is exposed at the hem. The waist is slender and can be grasped.

There is still a button in the middle that has not been buttoned. There is a small distance, and if you look around the edge a little, you can get a glimpse of the spring scenery.

The girls' hair was still dripping with water. Some of them smashed it to the floor, some of them slipped in and played with their collars, and some of them directly made people's clothes wet on purpose.

The thin white pajamas became a little see-through when they were wet with water.

He Huan sat stiffly on the sofa, legs together, next to the man she wanted to call "uncle".

The uncle put his hands on her knees and kept saying words of concern for her.

"Why did Huanhuan run out without wearing shoes? What should I do if I catch a cold?"

"Girls, you can't go barefoot even at home. Be careful if the soles of your feet are thick and have calluses, your feet will not be beautiful."

"What kind of shower gel does Huanhuan use? It smells weird! Just use this one from now on. My uncle will buy it for you when you use it up."

"Huanhuan! It's summer, why are you still wearing long pajamas? It's not hot?"

"Uncle will buy you two short ones someday, preferably nightgowns. Girls, they look good in skirts! Hehe..."

He Huan's hand grabbed the leather sofa and made a harsh sound.

He Zhiping's words were interrupted, and he frowned, seeming a little unhappy.

But in the end, he withdrew his hand and touched his trouser pocket.

As he moved, his body trembled.

Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath.

It took about more than a minute before I saw him take out a wallet from his trouser pocket.

"Huanhuan, now your mother no longer contributes money, your living and study expenses are all paid by your uncle. My uncle's business has been sluggish in recent years, and it's hard to make money!"

"But don't worry, my uncle will not let you lose a point. He will never let you be inferior to others, let alone let other students be picky about you!"

"Huanhuan, you're old now, it's time to be sensible. This money..."

"Thump thump thump, thump thump thump thump..."

Suddenly, a video call sounded, interrupting He Zhiping's speech.