"Ning Chengyuan, is there really a fox on the mountain?"

Xuan Xie looked at the snow-capped forest, the cold wind screamed, but never seen the animal figure.

Ning Chengyuan took him downhill and said, "I will catch the fox, please kiss me."

"..." Xuan nine-faced expressionless pushes his hand path downhill.

"Can't you do it? Xiaojiu?"

"You want to be beautiful!"

After going down the hillside, Ning Cheng took the Xuanjiu to the stream that was winding around the mountainside.

The scenery on the mountain is really beautiful. The stream or the deep or shallow rocks are covered with white snow, which forms a cone of ice. It also faintly hears the sound of water that ticks and falls on the shallow stream after being turned into snow water. It is very flexible.

Xuan Jiu is obsessively looking at the stream, and has not reacted to anything. He feels that Ning Cheng behind him is like a blast. When he turns his head and looks over, he sees that Ning Cheng Yuan has already fallen. After the tree, the posture was a bit funny. Xuan Jiu couldn’t help but smile. When he was about to say something, he heard the sound of a very young animal milk. Xuanji ran over and saw Ning Chengyuan was holding a small yellow-white little fox sitting up from the tree. Some disappointed said: "A small fox."

Xuan Jiu also sat down, and wanted to hug this little fox. Ning Cheng took it to him. Xuan Ji touched the little guy's furry fur and smiled. "It's pretty cute, maybe it's lost." It is."

"Oh, it’s not enough to drink..."

Xuan Jiu lifted his eyes and gave him a cold look. Ning Chengyuan suddenly screamed and said, "Whoever is rare, let's release it for a while, let's do it."

Xuan Jiu couldn't help but touch the fluffy and soft big tail behind the little guy. "This fox is quite spiritual..."

Ning Cheng has been silent for a moment: "Which spirituality?"

"Do not bite people."

"It’s not a good thing to stop talking nonsense!"

Xuan Jiu looked up at him again, and Ning Chengyuan shut up this time.

Xuan Ji played for a while and then hugged the little fox from the snow. "Go to the hare. In fact, I want to see your grandfather catching the hare. It must be very handsome."

Xuan Jiu’s words made Ning Cheng far less likely to listen. Ning Chengyuan shook his eyebrows and said to him very seriously: “On my grandfather’s current skill, what is better than me, I am much more handsome than the old man. ”

Xuan Ji smiled and looked at him and said, "A fly and fall to the hare?"

Wen Yan said that Ning Cheng had raised his eyebrows and went to him. He was close to the distance and was close to it. Xuan Jiuyi stepped back one step further, but Ning Chengyuan went on and approached. Xuan Nine Festival was finally defeated. I couldn’t help but yell at him. "What are you doing, ah-"

The voice did not fall, Xuan Jiu was thrown down on the snow, the snow fluttered, and the little fox screamed, screaming out of his arms and escaping from his arms, fleeing...

Ning Chengyuan’s lips were heavily pressed, and they hurriedly and forcefully kissed, mixed with heavy smell.

Xuan Jiu’s eyes widened and seemed to be very surprised. But when he was kissed, he did not have the imaginary resistance. He just kept moving, letting him kiss his own lips, and even could not help but spill over. Breathing, Xuan Jiu's eyes were removed, and he looked down elsewhere. He didn't know how long Ning Cheng had to kiss, and he was all stiff, and he didn't dare to move.