Rebirth Fluffy Ball

In the middle of the moon, Ling Zihao, who was coaxed by his brother, would naturally not stay in the yard to hang dew, and happily followed Ling Zixi back to the house to sleep.

Although the servants had tidied up the courtyard reserved for Mr. Mingyue, no one dared to persuade him to sleep there, so Ling Zihao continued to occupy the bed and tiger pillow in the main house.

Although Ling Zihao still had a cool look on his face, the abnormally raised corner of his mouth made Ling Zixi feel that his back was fluffy.Everything tonight was too embarrassing, Ling Zixi lay on her side facing the wall and pretended to be dead, lest her younger brother see her still flushed face.

However, Ling Zixi forgot that as a cat, he can see things clearly at night, but it doesn't mean that Hao, as a fox, can see the color difference on his face in such a dark environment.So, this seems to be a cover-up.

Ling Zihao watched his brother's small movements, and happily followed him.

Feeling the warm body temperature behind her, Ling Zixi's breathing became disordered for a moment, she didn't care about it before, treating him as a younger brother, it didn't matter if she hugged her, but now...

"Haohao..." Lingzixi turned around, ready to explain to his younger brother that he just agreed to try to be a lover, but he didn't really agree.

Ling Zihao listened to his brother chattering in his ear, but he didn't feel annoyed at all. He still exuded a kind of joyful emotion all over his body, and his beautiful fox eyes stared at his brother's profound facial features.

"Forget it, it's useless to tell you." Ling Zixi resigned herself to lying down and went to sleep.

A certain fox beside him was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep, and grabbed his brother's slender and strong body with both hands and feet.Ling Zixi's body has a unique dry aura, like a tiger's skin that has been basking in the sun for a day, warm with the fragrance of green grass.

"Didn't you dislike others touching you before?" Ling Zixi sighed helplessly.

"Xi is different." Ling Zihao raised his head and stared at him steadfastly. He couldn't see clearly in the dark, but he could clearly see those tiger eyes that shimmered in the night. He was the only one in those eyes, which was great.

The magnetic voice has a clear and cold temperament, and the gentle words are even more charming. Ling Zixi was warmed by the words, raised her hand to touch the head on the chest, and held him up with one hand. She raised it, and placed a light kiss on the smooth forehead: "Good night."

Since I want to try to be a lover, I have to do everything I have to do. Anyway, I was the perfect lover in the hearts of many men and women in my previous life.Ling Zixi thought proudly.

"elder brother……"

"Ok?"

"I want a plush pillow." Ling Zihao stared at her bright eyes.

"..." Take a deep breath, be patient, be patient, the plush toy will be ready tomorrow.A burst of bright white light flashed, and Ling Zihao was already lying on the soft down.

I rubbed my face against the tiger's belly...so soft...so soft, so soft, so soft!

The big tiger hooked the quilt, and at the same time hugged the rambling guy into his arms, pressed him down, and was not allowed to move around, and went to sleep!

The next day, Ling Zihao caught the fox who had been down all night under the rockery, and told her that he decided to go to Qianhan Mountain to see, maybe he could help the fox clan.After hearing this, Shuang Zhi immediately raised her paw to thank her with tears in her eyes, Ling Zihao picked her up indifferently and threw her to the servants to wash, the dew-stained fur would be uncomfortable as a pillow.

The Patriarch of the Dongfang Family had just stayed in the capital for seven days, and decided to go north to inspect the industry. The servants who were accustomed to the erratic whereabouts of the Patriarch Dongfang had already prepared the carriage and various equipment skillfully, accompanied by a servant and a driver. Name, two guards.Different from the past, the young master brought his new favorite Mr. Mingyue and a live white fur fox.

Holding the white fox who was washed clean and barely vomited soap bubbles, Ling Zihao looked at the gorgeous carriage and frowned: "Isn't it riding a horse?"

"Do you know how to ride?" Ling Zixi raised his eyebrows. He knew that this guy had good driving skills and was said to be able to fly a plane, but horseback riding in the [-]st century was a recreational activity for rich people. Hao, who had been a killer for more than twenty years, Obviously there is no such leisure time.

Sure enough, Ling Zihao thought about it seriously, then shook his head expressionlessly: "I can learn."

"Okay, stop talking, get in the car." Ling Zixi waved his hand, not intending to give him a chance to resist, joking, if he was riding a horse, how could he sleep on the way.You know, cats should sleep more than fourteen hours a day.

Ling Zihao climbed into the carriage uncompromisingly, since there was nothing to worry about, it didn't matter if he walked slowly.

The large carriage is covered with thick cotton pads and silk quilts. There are no seats or anything like that. The entire carriage is just a large and soft bed, with all kinds of pillows scattered around, and a furry tiger-shaped plush toy .And Ling Zixi was nestling lazily in a pile of pillows.

Cursing his lips slightly, Ling Zihao leaned over, put the fox in his hand as a pillow behind him, and then reached out to brush Ling Zixi's hair scattered on his forehead.

Ling Zixi raised her eyelids, and saw that there was a layer of warmth and softness on that person's cold face, and her amber eyes were no longer as hollow and cold as when they first met.Ling Zixi suddenly felt that it would be worthwhile for him to do whatever he could to get rid of the bottomless loneliness in these eyes.He raised his hand and stuffed the plush toy behind him into his younger brother's arms: "It's for you."

Gorgeous carriages are slowly moving forward on the official road, the merchants on the way, the officers and soldiers delivering letters, and the old women selling tea eggs on the roadside, all these are very new to Hao.Ever since he came to this different world, his weak body made him struggle for survival, and later he got better, but he still dare not slack off, because someone will want his life at any time, so naturally he has no heart to appreciate the scenery in this world. Seeing these passers-by dressed in ancient costumes, the only person he cares about can be touched by reaching out, and Hao, who is at ease, finally has a feeling of blending into the world.

"Master." Shuang Zhi, who had been ignored for a long time, said timidly, interrupting Hao's thoughts.

Ling Zihao lowered his head and tucked the quilt for Ling Zixi who was sleeping soundly, glanced at the white fox huddled in the corner, and motioned her to keep her voice down.

Shuang Zhi swallowed her saliva, but couldn't help but said: "Master, the situation in the demon world is critical now, and the master has great powers, why don't you go on the cloud, but take... a carriage?" The carriage was not in a hurry. After walking for two days, the two of them were less anxious than the other. When they saw a small stall selling snacks, they had to stop to have a taste. When they saw a good view, they had to get out of the car and spread a blanket to eat, and they asked what it was called " picnic".Shuang Zhi became more and more skeptical, were these two people really the legendary God of Compassion?

Ling Zihao frowned, pinched the fox with two fingers, and looked at her coldly.

In the cold light that seemed to be real, Shuangzhi couldn't help shivering, she forgot that she was a slave and did not question her master's right: "Master forgive me, Shuangzhi knew it was wrong."

Finally learned how to behave, Ling Zihao yawned, put the fox next to Ling Zixi's head, put the fox on it beautifully, and stretched out his arms to hug the sleeping tiger, such a leisurely nap is really very comfortable.

The further north they went, the colder the weather became. After seven days of stop and go, they finally came to a place called Yucheng.Yucheng is a famous flower capital in this country. There are churning geothermal hot springs on the ground, but it is also close to the snow-capped mountains. The temperature alternates between cold and hot, resulting in a special climate like spring here all the year round. No matter what kind of precious flowers can survive here Today, almost every household in Yucheng grows flowers, and there are merchants who specialize in collecting flowers and sell them all over the country.

Originally, he didn't need to go through here to go to Qianhan Mountain, but Ling Zixi, who wanted Hao to see Huadu, deliberately made a detour to Yucheng.

"It is said that you can smell the fragrance of flowers within thirty miles from the city." Women love flowers, and when they heard that they arrived in Yucheng, Shuang Zhi, who had been listless all the way, also became energetic.

Ling Zihao wasn't very interested, he rested leisurely on Ling Zixi's lap, thinking that it would be interesting if it was the city of fur.

"Woo..." Walking outside Yucheng, I didn't see the beautiful scenery full of flowers, but there were bursts of crying coming from outside the window.

Ling Zixi opened the curtains, but saw a woman crouching on the ground crying with a child in her arms, holding a handful of dead grass in her hand, and the basket was full of similar things.

"Stop." Ling Zixi patted the guy on his lap, and pulled him out of the carriage.

"Sister-in-law, is there anything I can help you with?" Ling Zixi walked over and said kindly.

The woman wiped her tears, looked up at Ling Zixi's attire, and replied without hesitation: "Is the young master here to sell flowers in Yucheng?"

"That's natural. I heard that the city of flowers is famous, so I came here to buy some beautiful flowers for the beauties." After speaking, she glanced at Ling Zihao who was beside her.

"I'm afraid the young master is going to be in vain." The woman stood up holding the child, her eyes couldn't help getting wet again, perhaps seeing that the young master in front of her was not as arrogant as ordinary wealthy people, so she couldn't help but say a few more words, "This Huadu is no longer Huadu."

After finishing speaking, the woman pointed to a large piece of land behind her and sighed.This piece of land is her family's flower field, and the whole family relies on these few acres of flower fields to support them. This year, for some reason, the flowers were already budding a few days ago, and suddenly all of them withered overnight.

Ling Zihao picked up a dry grass in a basket, and could vaguely see scorched yellow flower buds chasing after it.Looking up, the large fields are full of dead flowers, which seem to have been suddenly drained of vitality, leaving only empty shells that quickly wither.