Can the tail be tickled?

When the young suzerain is not around, the fox is not obedient at all. He insists on splashing the water in the bathtub to pieces and driving away the snowless snow, so that a fox will obediently soak in the water. They don't come out, and anyone who comes in will be thrown out with water.

Wushuang was not good at serving at all, so she consciously took a feather duster and hid aside, leaving Wuxue to be helpless alone - this is the fox brought back by the young suzerain, and it can't be fierce, so let him go!

After waiting for a long time, I hoped that Ye Wuhui would come back after finishing the matter. Wuxue pointed to the wet hair that had been tossed, and complained with a pout: "Young Sect Master, the white fox you brought back is too tempered." some."

Ye Wuhui said: "You and Wushuang go to rest, I'll do it."

As he spoke, he walked into the bathroom, and saw curls of mist rising from the small tub, a fox was soaking in the tub, its water-soaked fur was standing on top of its head, revealing two foxes. The Liuliu eyes stared eagerly at the direction of the door, and gurgled out a few bubbles in the water.

Seeing Ye Wuhui push open the door, Daimao stood up instantly, and a wet tail tip suddenly appeared on the water surface, shaking it twice excitedly.

Ye Wuhui shook his head helplessly, carried the fox out of the bathtub, wiped off the moisture on his body with a towel, and then pinched a fire magic formula to help the little fox dry before carrying him to his bedroom to go.

During the whole process, the little fox was well-behaved and quiet, and did not treat Wuxue's nonsense just now.

In the bedroom, Wushuang had already built a soft nest for the little fox, but the little fox didn't even look at it, and jumped directly onto Ye Wuhui's bed, clamping the soft cloud quilt with its two paws, Rolling around on the bed, the whole fox was smothered in the cloud silk quilt, and with a "chirp", two slightly pink ear tips popped out.

Ye Wuhui didn't stop him, and sat on the table, flipping through the scrolls placed on the table.

The cloud silk quilt was covered with the smell of Ye Wuhui, it was a faint herbal fragrance that made him feel refreshed, haunted his soul, and appeared in his dreams countless times.

Mo Ziyi never imagined that one day he would be able to step into Ye Wuhui's bedroom where he grew up and feel every trace of his breath.

Covetously lying in bed, he inhaled Ye Wuhui's scent from the cloud silk quilt for a while, Mo Ziyi poked his head out, Ye Wuhui was still sitting by the table, holding a scroll in his hand, carefully flipping through it, occasionally wrinkling a few Lower your eyebrows and raise your pen to make comments.

That kind of concentration, that meticulousness, every breath, is Mo Ziyi's favorite look.

It is hard work to be the young suzerain, and it is even more hard work to be the young suzerain of the sect of self-cultivation, Qing Yanzong.At a young age, he has to start to take care of the affairs of the sect, and at the same time, he must not delay his cultivation.

Mo Ziyi's heart ached so much, he jumped out of bed, ran to Ye Wuhui's feet, stretched out two soft paws, and hugged Ye Wuhui's arm, his black eyes were full of anticipation and distress.

"Wow..." The pink and tender plum blossom cushion touched the back of Ye Wuhui's hand, and the furry tail swayed, pointing to the bed. pull in the direction.

The bed is already warm, come and sleep.

Ye Wuhui was stunned, and the figure of the red-clothed boy appeared in front of his eyes again.

......

He was wearing maple red pajamas, and the clothes on his shoulders were about to fall off, revealing a shoulder as white as cream.

Mo Ziyi lifted the quilt, and patted the empty space beside him. On his handsome face, there was a fascinating smile: "It's already very warm, little brother, do you want to sleep with me?"

Ye Wuhui suddenly felt his brain congested, and his cheeks turned red in an instant: "Shameless!"

......

The little fox's eyes stared at Ye Wuhui pitifully, aggrieved, as if it could make people melt.

Ye Wuhui came back to his senses, picked up the little fox, and murmured: "Looking at you, I always think of someone."

The fox tilted his head and blinked his watery eyes.

Who is it?

Seemingly understanding the little fox's doubts, Ye Wuhui said: "A person I have been looking for for a long time but have never found."

In this life, he couldn't find Mo Ziyi, and even in his previous life, he couldn't find the trace of Mo Ziyi's master, True Immortal Ruthless. Fortunately, he found Mo Ziyi's family.

He didn't know why Mo Ziyi killed his teachers and relatives in his previous life, and fell into the devil's way, and he didn't know why he wanted to slaughter hundreds of immortal families. He only remembered that on that day, the tails of Mo Ziyi's eyes were slightly red, and his long and narrow eyes were full of tears. She shed tears and fell into his arms, her complexion was pale, and a glaring crimson flowed from the corner of her mouth.He used a voice that only he could hear, "Ye Wuhui, trust me, I only want you to trust me."

I believe in you, so in this life, I will protect everything about you.

**

The smell of Ye Wuhui made Mo Ziyi extremely at ease.Originally, I just planned to nest by his side obediently, but when I fell asleep, I ran into Ye Wuhui's arms. The fox's head was pressed against Ye Wuhui's chest, feeling the strong heartbeat, deep fell asleep.

When Ye Wuhui got up, he moved lightly and did not wake him up.When Mo Ziyi woke up, the sun was already shining.

Thinking of being tormented to death by the fox ancestor last night, and the young suzerain doting on him so much, Wuxue felt frightened for a while, so she simply didn't wake the fox up, guessing what the fox likes to eat, and added something to his rice bowl. Eat to the brim.

Unexpectedly, this fox ancestor didn't appreciate it, he didn't even look at the contents of the rice bowl, he squatted outside the bedroom with a tattered small bowl, and looked eagerly in the direction of Hewen Palace.

"Hey! What is the meaning of this fox!" Wuxue jumped angrily, "If others see it, they will think that Wuxue abused him!!! Evidence that Xue has done her best!!"

Unable to control the fox ancestor, Wuxue could only continue to do her own thing angrily.

While waiting for Ye Wuhui, Mo Ziyi tried to sense the spiritual power in his body.

Before his death in the last life, he was already at the Nascent Soul stage. He was the rarest single-root fire spirit root, and he was taught by a mentor, and he was well versed in the way of cultivation, and he did not encounter too many obstacles in cultivation.

Yesterday, when he inspected the fox's body, he found that it seemed to be a fire-type spirit beast, but by coincidence, it matched what he had cultivated in his previous life, so it shouldn't be too difficult to cultivate.

Today is free, he originally just wanted to take a good look at this body and think about the future path of cultivation, but he never thought about it, just trying to absorb the spiritual energy, his body seemed to have opened a gap, like a wind and a cloud, crazy Absorbing the spiritual energy around him, Mo Ziyi felt as if he was in the clouds for a moment, and his body was floating for a while.

The aura flowed into his body continuously, and the originally empty dantian suddenly became full. Before he had time to think about the situation, there was a burst of dryness and heat in his body. This feeling was like wildfire starting a prairie fire. The ravages brought endless pain, but also brought such a trace of hearty joy.

Mo Ziyi is most familiar with this feeling—this is when the realm breaks through, and the body is adjusting itself to adapt to more spiritual power.

Just for a while, did he break through?

Mo Ziyi was a little surprised.

However, before he understood what cultivation level he had now, Mo Ziyi felt itchy again at the tip of his tail, and then, a strong tearing sensation exploded from the tail, sweeping away to his whole body, the sudden pain made his whole fox lie Fell to the ground, fell to the ground and rolled.

After a long while, the pain gradually dissipated. Mo Ziyi barely propped up his front paws, and looked back at his own tail. Seeing this, he was at a loss.

He actually gave birth to a tail!

Two fluffy tails hang down behind, like soft and fluffy snowballs, it makes people want to bury their heads in and rub them against each other.

Mo Ziyi didn't know what to do and swayed his tail behind him.

Although his master Wuqing Zhenxian knew all kinds of strange spells and formulas, but in his previous life he was only obsessed with the practice of formations, and no one could break through or crack the formations he set up, so he He didn't know too much about other things, and his eyes were smeared with the cultivation of spirit beasts, and he was even more confused about why he had grown a tail.

At this time, Ye Wuhui also returned to the residence, and Mo Ziyi immediately put aside all the thoughts in his head, lying on the ground aggrieved, with a pitiful sobbing sound in his throat, and his stomach started to fight at the right time. "Cuckoo" drums.

"Wow... woo..." The little fox raised his eyes, stared at Ye Wuhui, pushed the tattered little bowl forward, and felt wronged. called out.

Hungry, ask for food.

The author has something to say: No Responsibility Small Theater:

Mo Ziyi: Am I cute?ヾ(^▽^*)))

Ye Wuhui: Cute, misses the sun. 〃?〃