The third master picked up a fox husband

Yan Jingsheng stayed on the spot for a long time, he was so flustered that he didn't know what to do, he coughed a few times before taking a step forward.

Because Xiao Yingge is a pillar, she has her own small courtyard.He walked into the yard, and before he knocked on the door, he heard Xiao Yingge's hoarse voice from inside: "Is the third master outside the door?"

Xiao Yingge is a 15-year-old boy who is very talented in singing. He made his debut on stage early and became famous early.

"It's Grandpa. Grandpa came to listen to your opera today. I heard that you were sick, so I came to see you."

"Oh." Yan Jingsheng could only hear a cold voice from inside, "Master, you are a generous gentleman, so you should be able to understand the helplessness of us opera singers. Let's not meet again."

Hey... Master, I was in a hurry to meet and was politely told to get lost.Yan Jingsheng couldn't react for a moment, he raised his eyebrows and smiled inexplicably.

"Master, I'll tell you the truth, Xiao Yingge, I want to marry a wife in the future, please understand me, don't spread any gossip, it will affect badly." Yan Jingsheng was still breathing, and Xiao Yingge again Continue to add.

Fuck you!If it weren't for the thought that the children inside were only fifteen or sixteen years old, even if he didn't open the door to humiliate others, he would have scolded at the door.Grandpa likes to listen to you sing operas, see you are pitiful, and you still put your nose on your face and think that I like you!

His face turned dark with depression, Yan Jingsheng gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Yingge, I tell you, you really think too much. You are not very old, and you have a lot of thoughts. Let's go!" Jing Sheng turned around angrily, and heard a very happy young man's voice behind him, "That... that's great!"

Yan Jingsheng almost vomited blood in anger.

He walked out in a hurry, and met Xiao Er who had returned from buying some snacks, "Yeah, master, can you chat with Xiao Yingge?"

"Hmm..." He replied coldly, looking at the dim sum in Xiao Er's arms, "There's no need to bring it in, you can eat it yourself, he can't eat it now."

"Huh?" Yan Jingsheng had already left the theater before Xiaoer could react.

...

Liu Buyu curled his lips into a smile, looked back at the sleepy young man lying on the bed, then withdrew his eyes indifferently.

It is better to kill some signs.

...

Yan Jingsheng was inexplicably rejected, and he must have been in a bad mood when he left. He stood at the entrance of the theater with a sullen face, looked at the night and thought, and heard a small whining sound, and then something rubbed against his feet. Looking down, "Ah, this beautiful little thing."

Crouching down, in front of him was a red fox with slender limbs, and its fur looked like a ball of fire under the lights at the entrance of the theater.The red is very pure and gorgeous. Red foxes are relatively common species in the world, but Yan Jingsheng has only heard of red foxes like this in that play.

Chidanzhuxia, gorgeous and radiant.

Yan Jingsheng touched the soft fur and said, "Aren't you a fox who escaped from that play?"

"Chichi..." The fox raised Amber's eyes to look at him, then stretched out his little head to rub against his feet.

"You know how to act like a baby, do you recognize me as the master?"

The red fox nodded as if he understood.

"That's okay, you can't let off the smell, or you will be skinned to warm your hands."

Stars fell from the red fox's eyes.

"Follow." Yan Jingsheng stood up and walked forward, the red fox followed him a few steps, then jumped lightly and climbed onto Yan Jingsheng's shoulder.

A faint and fresh smell lingered on the tip of his nose, always reminding Yan Jingsheng of Liu Buyu.That man also had a pair of beautiful fox eyes.

"There is a fox at home, and I picked up another fox outside..." Yan Jingsheng smiled happily, and the inexplicable breath just now disappeared.

He got into the car, raised his legs, and folded his hands on his knees.

The driver asked if he was going back to the General's Mansion, Yan Jingsheng thought for a while and said to Baicaotang.

There are many foreign hospitals, but as a thousand-year-old medical center, it is still the choice of many people.Even many big families are more inclined to the ancestor's medical center.

This Baicao Hall is one of the best old medical clinics in Wangcheng.

When Yan Jingsheng was running Phoenix Mountain, the world was chaotic when he went out to do missions. His brother was often injured, and he also suffered a lot of minor injuries. He relied on this medical clinic. He came and went again and again. .

So as soon as the little apprentice in the medical hall saw him, he led him into the back room.

"Boy Yan, your fox is so beautiful. It's such a rare color." Mr. Weng adjusted his glasses, looked at the fox on Yan Jingsheng's shoulder and said.

"I picked it up on the road just now. Do you know a veterinarian? I'll take it to cut off the smell gland of this little thing someday."

The red fox on his shoulders only felt a chill from the moon workers, and immediately rolled up into a ball.

"Boy Yan, it's not conclusive whether this fox has cut-off scent glands, and according to what the old man heard, as long as you raise it reasonably, you should be finer in the food you feed, and it shouldn't smell bad. I'll recommend you a veterinarian. You can ask him about it." (About raising foxes, everyone collects them online, especially the question of cutting off the smelly glands. Many people think it's useless. The smell glands are at the Yuegong Gate.)

"Okay, it scares you." Yan Jingsheng touched the red fox, and continued to say to Mr. Weng: "Then you can prescribe some medicine for me, my wife has a gunshot wound on her thigh, and it has been five or six days." ..." After describing the condition of the wound and talking nonsense, Yan Jingsheng finally got down to business.

"Old Weng, are you also treating the Liu family?"

"Yes, it's been more than 30 years. It's always been me. What's the matter?"

"Then have you heard of this young master of the Liu family?"

"I've heard that, when Mrs. Liu was pregnant with him, I was the one who took care of him." Mr. Weng recalled, his brows slightly furrowed, "However, this young master was weak in the womb, young master 13 At the age of [-], he had a high fever and stopped breathing for a few quarters of an hour, and then miraculously survived. Later, when she heard that the Liu family had invited some monks to practice rituals, Mrs. Liu took the young master to the Buddha The mountain nourishes the body, and I don't know what happened afterwards."

"Oh, that's right." Yan Jingsheng nodded, and didn't ask any more questions, took the medicine bag handed over by the little apprentice, and left.

When he returned to his room, Liu Buyu was still reading.

Putting the red fox on his shoulder on Liu Buyu's knee, Yan Jingsheng carefully looked at the big one and the small one carefully for a while, then sneered: "Don't mention it, you two really look alike."