Blood Earl and Millennium White Fox

The night breeze blows the curtains, and the moonlight spills into the room through the window, dimly reflecting the layout of the room. The floor is covered with a Persian-style cashmere carpet, which extends to the indoor bathroom.

And near the desk in the room is a large brown pendulum clock that is half the height of a person, and there is a huge oil painting on the wall, which shows a heroic man in military uniform and holding a long sword.

The most conspicuous thing in the room is the luxurious big bed. There are lace and fringed curtains hanging around the bed. The bedding is all hand-embroidered silk products. It was the two people who were sleeping on the bed at this time.

One has short blond hair and a slender and muscular body, as if David has transformed from a statue into reality. He protects another person who is slightly petite and slender with one hand, and that person is sleeping quietly and cleanly, with long Her eyelashes were slightly raised, her eyes were closed to hide her gaze, her red lips were slightly pouty, sometimes trembling slightly, as if she was whispering something, appearing calm and innocent.

Suddenly, the blond man opened a pair of deep eyes, which were as blue as the blue sky, as if once he looked into the blue abyss, his soul would be sucked in. The man propped himself up with one hand, lifted the other With only one arm, he gently smoothed the broken hair on the young man's forehead, with a slight smile in his eyes.

The man got up and turned on the light, walked into the messy bathroom, stroked his forehead, and sighed helplessly, "Oh, such a mess really doesn't conform to my aesthetic philosophy."

While complaining, he didn't see any displeasure on the man's face. He turned his head to look at the sleeping boy, with a strange smile on his face, as if he was thinking about something. As if planning something.

As for why this mess came about, it can be traced back to tonight's bathroom battle, which was more exciting than fighting...

In other words, at that time, the little fox transformed into a human being with no hair on his body. Although he was very beautiful, he would inevitably feel the coldness invading on such an early spring evening.

The count then sent the little fox to the bathroom to have a bath, while he went to find him some clothes to put on.

However, no matter how shrewd the earl is, he never thought that all the modern toiletries in this bathroom are... magic weapons for the little fox?monster?

In short, no matter what it is, it is a strange and completely incompatible concept for the little fox who does not know the changing world.

So, forgive Louis for not being able to understand what the little fox was thinking, and what made the little fox fight for three hundred rounds in the bathroom with a bunch of high-end bathing utensils using fairy magic.

So much so that when Louis heard the loud bang for the first time, he still didn't pay attention, and continued to rummage in the room for clothes that might suit the little fox.

What really surprised Louis was the sudden high-pitched scream of the little fox followed by a cry for help.

Thinking that something happened to the little fox, Louis used his ability to teleport to the door of the bathroom, then pushed the door open, and then... froze?Can't laugh or cry?have no choice?Distressed? ... The man didn't know how to describe his mood at that time, he could only say that he had mixed feelings.

He pushed open the door and saw that Yin Xue had turned into a little fox, curled up in the bathtub and shivering, but the water pipe was broken, spraying jets of water violently in all directions, all kinds of damages were scattered on the floor and walls. Cracked toiletries, what a mess.

The little fox was drenched all over, and its hair was all stained together. It looked very pitiful. When it saw the man coming in, it immediately burst into tears of grievance. It turned into a human in an instant, and rushed to the man's arms. She also twitched and twitched, which made the man feel distressed.

The man picked up the young man and found that the young man was abnormally cold, and his heart was full of regret and self-blame. Although he didn't know why the little fox took a bath like this, he just saw the little fox in such a state, so he put it in his arms. All the guilt fell on me, and I felt that I should always be with the little fox, thinking that I didn't protect the little fox well.

The man found a towel to dry off the boy's body, put him on the bed, and was about to get him some clothes, but found that the boy was holding on to the hem of his clothes, so he had no choice but to sit on the bed and wrap him in a brocade quilt. The young man coaxed softly.

"Baby, what the hell is going on? How did you wash like this in the shower?" Her tone couldn't hide her distress.

"Brother Louisen, Xue'er is really useless, Xue'er can't beat those magical weapons, and then that monster tricked out of the water, spraying all over my body, and finally I had to change back to the original shape to hide, but it still hurt .”

As he said that, the little fox stretched out his arm, showing the man the place where the arm was hurt, because Yinxue's skin was already smooth, and a little scar would look extraordinarily terrifying. On the white arm, there was a patch of bruise, which instantly made the man feel even more tender. Feel sorry for yourself.

The man stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Xue Yin's arm. Then, there was a long silence. Louis looked at Xue Yin with a strange expression, and asked cautiously, "You...fighted with those things in the bathroom?! Why? "

As soon as the words fell, the little fox frowned, "Isn't it possible to take a bath only after breaking the restriction inside? Every time my father and mother set up many checkpoints in the place where I take a bath, to train my fairy art, only by defeating the inside Only when the monster breaks the restriction can he take a bath."

Louis was stunned again, but he finally figured it out. The little fox has never been out of the mountains, so he must not know the changes in the outside world, so he won't use the things in the bathroom.

Once he figured it out, the man felt it was funny and helpless, so he could only pat the boy's head, and smiled softly, "Xue'er, the one that sprays water just now is called a water pipe, and the water used in the city is delivered to every household in this way." Yes, those things that you put all over the floor are olive oil, body wash, shampoo, etc., all for bathing."

"Ah?" The little fox raised his head in confusion, and looked at the man suspiciously.

There are many words in the man's words that he has never heard before, so he really can't understand what they mean.

The man smiled, and patted his head lovingly, "It's okay, tomorrow I will take you to know the things in this villa, and I will take you to buy some clothes and so on. Are you scared today? I have been showered with cold water several times, and it will be bad if I get sick."

"En..." The young man replied meekly, then he nestled into the man's arms obediently, and asked the man to wipe his hair. The young man narrowed his eyes lazily, and muttered, "Brother Lu Yien, you are so kind. The same as Empress Jinfeng."

The actions of the man's subordinates paused, and he felt the corners of his mouth twitch. If he understands correctly, this "mother" is the little fox's Mommy, right? !

He actually said that the head of the Dracula family, the King of the Night, was just like his mother...

Although some were hit by the boy, the man still didn't stop what he was doing, and then carefully dried the little fox's hair, combed it carefully, and then stretched out his hand to touch it with satisfaction, only to find that the boy had already smashed the little fox's hair. Mouth, fell asleep.

The man looked at the sleeping handsome young man, moved his body carefully, tucked the quilt up for him, and lay down on the bed himself, observing the young man carefully, feeling warm in his heart, as if his soul was filled. It's a wonderful feeling, but not annoying.

Snow Song in his sleep exuded a holy aura, clean and pure, he followed the warmth and nestled against the man's chest again, rubbed against him, and found a comfortable position, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, muttering , "Father, Mother, Brother Firefox... ah, and Duke Luigi..."

Hearing that he was also called by the boy in his dream, his heart was moved. The man closed his eyes, put his hands on the boy's waist, surrounded by the boy's faint fresh body fragrance, and was a little drunk for a while.

The scenery is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated...