little fox and fairy

It was night, and the little fox, who had transformed into a human, jumped onto Xianjun's bed.

Xianjun stood aside and watched him leisurely: he pulled the pillow with his small arms, turned around and straightened the bedding, and was busy on his own.

Xianjun sighed helplessly: Maybe everything in this world has one or two cutenesses, such as the two dimples that the little guy in front of him showed when he was smiling.

The little fox turned around, patted the mattress, and said loudly: "Come on, it's time to sleep!"

Xianjun stood in place, looking at Shao Nianlang who looked like a little rascal, he suddenly felt that he was overthinking: this guy is not cute at all, and it is not like that to dominate the magpie's nest!

"Go back to sleep on the ground."

"But I slept on this couch a few days ago." The little fox put on an aggrieved face.

"A few days ago, you just survived the catastrophe, and your body was weak, so I let you sleep on my couch. Now that you have recovered, why should you sleep here again?"

"Could it be that I'm healthy, and you don't feel sorry for me, Xianjun?" The little fox stared at Xianjun, his obsidian eyes were full of tenderness and pity.

Xianjun is depressed: I don't know many of these characters, but I have learned one set after another to act coquettishly.

"Get up!" Xianjun ordered the little fox.If he is still confused by the pure and innocent appearance of the little fox, then he will really be ashamed of his title of "Shangxian".

"I do not!"

"Get up!" Xianjun said again patiently.

"I won't!" The little fox lifted a corner of the quilt and got into the bed, ignoring Xianjun.

Xianjun took the little fox by the back and threw him out.

"Hey, hey, my blanket is still inside!" The little fox slammed the door and shouted.

"Slap", the blanket was also thrown out.

The little fox touched the nose that almost came into close contact with the vermilion lacquered wooden door and sighed: Hey, I could still share the same room with the fairy, but now I can only sleep at the door.

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