Warning, too cute! [Quick Transmigration]

Baitang changed the water four times before washing the fox cub. He wrapped the smelly ugly fox in a big towel... No, it shouldn't be called an ugly fox anymore. After washing the fox cub looked like a snow ball , and ugliness does not match.

Baitang looked at the fox cub in his arms, thinking that it would be better to hit the sun than to wash the scriptures and cut the marrow, so he put the fox in the Lingquan water while he was not dry, so that he would save the time of drying .

The fox cub didn't know what happened. He was paralyzed in Baitang's arms exhausted physically and mentally. He let out a humane breath. Taking a bath is a waste of energy and energy. If it wasn't for the beautiful big monster, he wouldn't want it. Fortunately, I have finally escaped the sea of ​​suffering.

The fox cub who was so relaxed just now felt that the back of his neck was being lifted, and his claws stepped on the ground. He saw that the empty bathtub was suddenly filled with water. Desperate.

The fox cub couldn't resist taking a bath at all, his eyes were shining brightly, and his four little paws kept spinning in the air, wishing he could jump straight into the bathtub.

Baitang also did as he wished, throwing this white fox cub into the bathtub.

The little fox was thumping happily while drinking its own bath water.

Washing the tendons and cutting the marrow is very simple. It is to soak the little monster in the spiritual spring water. This process is not painful, but very comfortable. It is like soaking in a hot spring. Suddenly he came out of the water and smiled silly at Baitang.

Baitang looked at him with the gaze of a fool, the little fox, a little monster, laughed happily, leaning back and forth, so much so that he choked on a few mouthfuls of water from the spiritual spring.

Ah, what a stupid fox.

Baitang thought in his heart that it would take a long time to wash the tendons and cut the marrow. He felt a little boring, so he took out a cup and poured water from the spiritual spring, and drank it alone.

Baitang's drinking of Lingquan is the same as his heart, and it has never changed. At the beginning, he poured it in a cup, and now he pours it in a cup.

Baitang, who is dizzy from drinking, will be very well-behaved. In the past, Su Siyuan would trick Baitang into drinking spiritual spring water, and after drinking, he would coax Baitang to try some postures that he would not try when he was sober.

The dizzy Baitang had tears in his eyes, and his voice was extremely soft. He just begged for mercy pitifully, "It can't be done...it can't be done..."

The man patted his head pityingly, kissed his face one after another, and then gently encouraged: "My Tangtang is the best."

Amidst the lingering fragrance of spiritual energy, the man's deep and hoarse voice, slurring words due to excitement, rang in Baitang's ear, it was a sigh: "Tangtang, you are amazing."

In the tightly closed bathroom, the steaming water vapor and the fragrance of the spiritual spring water wafted away. The hazy mist blurred his vision. The more you do it, the redder the corners of the eyes become, with a rich peach blossom color, as if waking up from a deep sleep, or as if you are getting drunk, the dark green eyes are no longer ice-cold, but warm spring water.

The soft sound of water came from his ears, Baitang pressed the back of his head against the wall, his mind was in chaos, he was a little sleepy, but the sound of water was getting louder and louder, the sound of drizzling water, and the thin and weak Awow.

What's the sound?

Bai Tang struggled to open his eyes, and in the white mist, he saw a slender figure, which belonged to a teenager, well-proportioned, thin and tall.

The soles of the feet were lifted out of the water, and the crystal water drops rolled to the ground.

The boy had silver hair, the strands of hair were as white as snow, soft and fine snow, hanging down to his waist.The long white silk-like hair was wetly attached to the side of the face, and the snow-white and soft fox ears protruded from the hair. The ear pinnae were pale pink, like newborn flower buds.The fluffy fox tail shook rapidly in the air, throwing all the water spray out.

The boy had just learned to walk upright, so he walked unsteadily. He had to hold on to the wall with his hands and move carefully.

There was fog floating in the air, Baitang couldn't see the young man's face clearly, his mind was befuddled, Baitang just looked at the person in front of him half-drunk.

The boy noticed Baitang's gaze, and let out a coquettish howl happily. The voice was sweet and gentle, like sticky butter.

Who is he?

Baitang vaguely got the answer, but before he could confirm it, a magnified face suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

It was an extremely familiar yet unfamiliar face, with high browbones, deep-set eyebrows, a high nose bridge, the tip of the nose raised in a lovely arc, and the corners of the mouth turned up, as if smiling all the time.

This is a face belonging to a teenager. Although the outline is soft, it can faintly see the edges and corners of the future.Such a face, if there is no expression, is a bit cold, with a little inhuman indifference.

But if he smiles, he looks unbelievably handsome again.

"...Mr. Su." Baitang's voice trembled faintly, his chaotic brain couldn't think too much, there were obviously many differences, if he woke up, he would find that the color of the eyes of the person in front of him was wrong, and his face was younger , and has unmistakable fox ears.

But at this moment, he was too tired, his consciousness had been plunged into an endless vortex, all rationality had disappeared, and he could only feel the ecstasy of regaining it in his heart.He desperately hugged the person in front of him tightly, as if he was afraid that the person would slip away at any time.

After being hugged, the young man froze on the spot in bewilderment, he was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He carefully looked at the young man in his arms, his yellow-brown eyes were full of ignorance.

He has just finished washing his muscles and cutting his marrow. Although he has become a human, his intelligence has not yet been fully activated. Everything is slowly waking up. Maybe after tonight, he will be able to hear the young man in front of him like a normal person. talking about something.

Instead of listening to the words "Mr. Su" in a daze like now.

What is Mr. Su?which Su?Which comes first?Which student?

The young man in front of him had peach-blossom eyebrows and eyes, when he raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him intently, the watery eyes seemed to be rippling with alcohol, which made the young man dizzy.

The pale pink lips opened and closed, and the tone was lingering and soft, as if she was saying some love words, and they were indeed love words: "Mr. Su, I miss you so much, you are such a big villain, you clearly agreed, as long as I kiss you , you will open your eyes, but that day you fell asleep, I kissed you for so long, until your hands and feet were already cold, you, a big villain, still didn’t wake up. "

The water vapor became thicker and thicker, condensing into hot tears, which silently flowed down the ends of the eyes.

Seeing the tear stain, the boy panicked, and stretched out his hand clumsily, trying to wipe away the tear stain, but just as he stretched out his hand, someone grabbed his wrist.

Baitang grabbed his wrist, under the blank gaze of the young man, Baitang slowly moved his face closer, the distance between them was getting closer and closer, it was the distance between the tips of their noses, so close that even the sound of each other's breathing can be heard.

Then Baitang's lips touched the other's lips lightly.

The brown eyes widened in disbelief for a moment.

Baitang put his face on the opponent's chest, listening to the powerful heartbeat of the opponent, bang, bang, bang, it was vigorous vitality, not a weak sound coming from an aging body.

How many times at night, he got up and put his ear to Mr. Su's chest, or put his finger under his nose, as if otherwise, his dangling heart couldn't let go.

He was very afraid of falling asleep, very afraid that one day Mr. Su would suddenly lie beside him without a sound, and he would not wake up from the big dream.

Thinking of this, Baitang hugged the person in his arms even more forcefully, and his tears burst out uncontrollably, "Mr. Su, Mr. Su, Mr. Su..."

"I know this is a dream. Mr. Su, why are you so bad, you refused to wake up before, and you didn't come to find me in my dream after falling asleep."

"I really miss you, I'm afraid I'll forget you, every day without you is so difficult, if I can't remember you in the future, what should I do? So you must come often to see me in my dreams ,OK?"

"You promise me, you promise me, okay?" Baitang cried until his whole body trembled, he cried until he had difficulty breathing, his hands trembling slightly hugged the person in his arms, like a drowning person grabbing the last straw .

In the long silence, a very soft, slightly hoarse male voice came: "...OK."

The word "good" was pronounced with a little effort, and it sounded like gnashing of teeth, but for a monster who spoke human language for the first time, the pronunciation was already quite standard.

So Bai Tang was satisfied and fell asleep, leaving only the young man sitting quietly on the bathroom floor.

The intelligence is opening rapidly, and all the complex and intermittent emotions received are integrated and processed and analyzed at an astonishing speed.

The boy was silent for a while, and the first thing he did was to put a bath towel on the body of the person in his arms.

When his mind gradually opened up, the first emotion that emerged in his heart was concern, concern for that person's body, which seemed to indicate that from now on, all the joys and worries in his life would be closely connected with that person .

The mist on the wall merged into water droplets, dripping down silently, the boy lowered his head, staring at the tear-stained face of the young man, the corners of the eyes of the other party were red from crying, and the tip of the nose also turned a little pink, A beautiful powder, like peach petals falling on the tip of the nose in March.

He hesitantly stretched out his fingers, and gently wiped away the tears on his cheeks with his fingertips, then looked down at his fingertips, looking at the slight tide on them.

The strange thing is that the apex of his heart is also filled with this tide, wet and a little sore and swollen. Now he doesn't understand that this kind of emotion is distressed, and he doesn't understand that he is distressed now. He just stays Staring blankly at his fingertips, confusion appeared in his yellow-brown eyes.

All the memories flashed by like a revolving lantern. The memories before he became a spirit were boring, and they passed away in a flash, and they would not be remembered. Then he accidentally ate the spirit grass and was guarded by the spirit grass. The wounded by the monster was a fatal situation, but there was always a voice in his head directing him, so he finally escaped with a narrow escape.

Later, I met Lei Jie, and then when I was about to die, I met... that beautiful big monster.

The originally bleak memory suddenly brightened. The existence of that young man was like a place of light, making people follow him intently, even reluctant to blink.

The memory finally stays in the appearance of the other party closing their eyes and kissing, such a gentle kiss, affectionate and charming.

The young man put his fingertips on his lips, wanting to relive the feeling at that time, but it was a kiss that was about to leave at the touch of a touch, like a butterfly flying towards a flower, and then flying away suddenly, leaving people with aftertaste None of the time.

Time passed silently, the boy kept his original posture in the dark, motionless like a sculpture, but his intelligence opened up like a hurricane, and when the last small piece of water atomized into water droplets and flowed down, the yellow-brown His eyes snapped open——

The childlike ignorance faded away, replaced by a clear clarity.

I am a fox demon.

I like my savior.

But he seems to have someone he likes.Who is Mr. Su?

The young man lowered his head and quietly looked at the sleeping young man in his arms. He looked at him for a long time, but the man in his arms looked like a deep sleeper. When the man closed his eyes, the cold and quiet demeanor disappeared, replaced by a faint quiet.It is obvious that the other party provoked this matter of constant cutting and chaos, but it is very uncomfortable to stay out of it at this moment.

In the silent night, the boy asked softly, "Who is Mr. Su?"

"who are you?"

The young man stared blankly at the other person's eyebrows, those eyebrows were like peach blossoms and autumn water, a face that fascinated all living beings, he was so close to this person, yet so far away, everything was like a moon in a mirror, like a flower in a mirror, within sight. Impossible, even he doesn't even know the other party's name.

But what does the other party know? Does he know that he is not Mr. Su?

"I..." The young man's voice was low and hoarse like a voice change period, and there was a tenderness in the low hoarseness. He blinked his eyes, his yellow-brown eyes↓