What are you looking forward to? When I opened the quilt, I could only see a little fox with a tail. He couldn’t see anything else...

Feng Ling saw Xiao Xiao hiding in the quilt and "pretending to die". He was very deep-eyed. Isn't this little fox uncomfortable? Will it be like this?

Feng Lingran grabbed the quilt and saw a small fox lying on the bed. He squinted a little. The four foxes of the little fox held a few fluffy big tails and were quilted. They were not nervous. Fear, the curled body, but has a illusion of melancholy.

"It turned out to be a fox again."

Feng Ling smiled and his fears were swept away.

His fingers flicked, lit the candlelight, and hugged the little fox on the bed into his arms, and found that his eyebrows had a bright red mark, like the shape of a petal, but not a charming, like a touch of red lotus in the land of the holy snow, beautiful and moving Heart palpitations.

Feng Ling raised his finger and pressed his abdomen on the mark of his eyebrows.

“How did this flower come?”

Feng Lingran loved the flower buds of the little fox's forehead. This little fox is white and snowy. It is already beautiful and people can't move their eyes. Now the forehead is like a woman, and it is like a flower bud, like a beast in Xianlin. .

Well, still a... mother.

The little fox cheeks are stuck in the arms of Feng Lingran. Some confused look at Feng Lingran, what flowers? How does it not know?

Feng Lingran seems to see the doubts in the eyes of the little fox, holding it to the front of the bronze mirror, in the golden bronze mirror, reflecting a handsome man in the robes, holding a small white fox in his arms, small The fox's eyebrows are red, like a pen of God.

The little fox stared at the bronze mirror, his paws loosened the fluffy tail, and the tip of the tail slid over the phoenix's handsome chin. The little fox was in his arms, his feet were in the air, and his stupid look was like taking off. Hair, waiting for the owner to be lucky.

The action of a fox is so **.

If the average person, at most, look at more than two eyes, but Feng Lingran knows this little fox in the arms, it is not only a fox, but also a woman he likes, facing her favorite woman, and this kind of gesture, Feng Ling However, Jun’s face is slightly reddish.

Feng Lingran’s fingers were unconsciously moved from the front of the little fox to the tip of the nose, and down again, moving between the two claws...

When the little fox saw a slender finger about to move between its hind legs, a fierce one turned over, and an angry screaming phoenix, the fox face in the hair was a little hot.

Are you really good at making a small fox?

Feng Lingran's finger was pressed under the fox by the little fox. The black sly looked angry at the little fox. He not only did not swear, but also smiled: "Small things, don't you like this king very much? The king is with you tonight." How about a total pillow?"

Feng Ling’s fingers were lightly hooked, and the little fox trembled and opened his hind legs, kicking his fingers out.

Asshole, eat fox tofu!

The little fox's claws were sharp, and he didn't pay attention when he kicked him. The slender fingers were scratched with a slight scratch.

Deserve it! Who makes this beast rogue to the fox?

Although the little fox thought so, the black fox eyes still had a dim sum, especially when I saw Feng Ling raise his fingers and looked at the scratches of his fingers. The little fox had the urge to jump off and run away from him.

Feng Ling did not give the little fox the opportunity to escape, put his finger under the mouth of the little fox.

"..." The little fox looked at Feng Lingran's fingers inexplicably. What is he doing? Want the fox to bite him? If so, she can satisfy him.

"Oh." He spit out a word in his thin lips.

The little fox trembled, really doubting that this man is still Feng Lingran? Has he had a cold poison?

"If it is not blasphemy, which of your claws has scratched the king, the king will... bite your paw."

Feng Ling suddenly bowed his head, and his face was cold, not like a joke.

The little fox is also drunk, you are a regent, and the future monarch, actually with a small fox, and will bite his claws? If this is passed out, are you not too shameful?

Feng Lingran really grabbed its claws, opened thin lips, the white teeth of the cold, like the master of carving, the ice skates carved on the snowy mountains.

If you are bitten by him, it will hurt if you think about it.

The good fox didn't eat the loss before the eyes. It stretched out the pink tongue and rubbed the scratches on his fingers.

A warm warmth, slid through the fingers of Feng Lingran, he looked at the little fox in front of him, feeling that it was only after he met it.

If it was later turned into a woman, Feng Ling would never believe it, and he would like a small fox.

The little fox licked his tongue twice, and the clear-eyed fox eyes glared at Feng Lingran. This strange eye contains several emotions: Okay! Don't be a hard fox anymore! Be careful with the fox bite you!

"After an animal is injured, it will lick its own wounds. In a few days, the wound will be cured. If you hurt the king again, you will help the king to lick the wound."

Feng Lingran his finger gently in the fox's disgusting point, the red mark, a slight tremble, bright color is gratifying.

Help him lick the wound?

"Oh..." Not because you are hooligans? You are not rogue, will the fox bite you?

The little fox is very unbalanced. It is not a fox that bites people. It’s because some people are too much. These people don’t look for their own reasons! Still so bullying, it’s really a bully.

"Well! Since you know that you are wrong, this king will forgive you today. Small things, you are sleepy, let's sleep!"

The little fox saw Feng Xiaoran upside down, twisting black and white, almost angry hair.

"Hey..." Who admits it wrong? Who wants your forgiveness? Feng Lingran, I am not sleepy at all, I will not sleep with you, let go of the fox, let go of the fox...

The little fox is struggling in Feng Lingran's arms, but his legs are short and small and overwhelming, hehe! It’s not overwhelming! The little fox claws condense, and then let go of the fox, the fox wants to use force...

Feng Lingran easily grabbed the little fox's small claws that he wanted to use, and pointed his fingertips into the purple light of his claws.

"Small things, don't make trouble, this king will go to the early morning tomorrow."

You have to go to the early morning to shut me down!

Feng Ling was on the bed with a little fox, and the black robes fell from his body. When he held it into the quilt, there was still a temperature before the little fox in the quilt.

The little fox squats in the phoenix's arms, the fox is smashed, the fox is so angry, the fox can't sleep...

Fox can't sleep, don't want to sleep...

Feng Ling saw a little fox in his arms for a while, and he kept going. He suddenly grabbed its eight fluffy tails, slender long legs and pressed them all. He turned to the little fox. On the top, the four hands holding it, nailed to the left and right sides of the bed, black and faint, thin lips slightly open.

"You make trouble again, this king has done your fox."