The little fox sniffs the familiar cold fragrance, the fluffy face, stuck in the arms of Feng Lingran, through the soft and slippery mystery, can hear his strong and powerful heartbeat, this jump seems to be with him. Indifferent temper does not match, and beating is faster than ordinary people.

Is it because of fear that his heartbeat will be so fast?

The little fox's pointed ear moved, and a glimmer of warmth in his heart felt the phoenix's big palm over his head, stroked it, his fingers passed through the white smooth hair on his back, and the little fox was comfortable. Rubbing his eyes, the man's palm is full of strength, as if in his arms, the little fox is safe, no one can hurt.

The slender fingertips went down. Suddenly, the little fox slammed his eyes wide, the fluffy body froze, and the hind legs twitched and caught.

Feng Lingran, this beast, what does it do to touch its tail?

......

"Small things, how is your tail so short?"

Feng Lingran's fingers clasped the ninth tail of the little fox, and the fingertips gently swayed at the tip of the tail. The black scorpion flashed through surprise and doubt. If he remembers it, the little fox has only eight at most. tail. Moreover, the eight tails are all the same length, fluffy like a white donkey, this extra one... is new?

Feng Ling was shocked by the heart, and the black cockroaches counted its tail. Eight fluffy tails, plus the one between the fingers, were exactly nine.

Is it a nine-tailed fox?

Fox, six-tailed, seven-tailed, and eight-tailed spirits, if it is nine-tailed... that is...

Feng Lingran black with the short nine tails of the little fox, I do not know from which ancient books, nine-tailed fox is Xianzun.

The nine tails of this little thing are so short, this fairy seems to be a bit...

Feng Lingran's perfect mouth is slightly raised, and the black scorpion flashes over the pet. This nine-tailed fairy is only a record of ancient books. He doesn't care what the little thing is, he grew up beside him and later on him. Since the color of the heart, he already has it in his heart, whether it is a fox or a person, it belongs to his phoenix.

No one can take this little thing away from him.

The little fox turned his head and saw that his short nine-tailed pinch was pinched by Feng Lingran. His dark-painted eyes flashed through the streamer, and suddenly he thought that his tailbone did not seem to hurt. The little fox had a happy heart and just hurt. It’s dead, that kind of taste, it really doesn’t come again.

"Master, your tail is not long, it's bad..."

Xiao Yan is in the ear of the little fox, and he is eager to jump on his feet. The tail of the master has gathered a powerful spiritual power. Now the tail is not long, the spiritual power...the spiritual power is only so short, and Compared with the normal nine tails, the difference can be large.

The little fox frowned, and the little cockroach was flustered in his ear. The **** said: "Okay, Xiao Yan, don't worry, it won't be long, it doesn't matter."

It’s just a little short, hidden in the eight tails, but I can’t see it.

Xiao Yan sighed, clutching the short tail of the little fox, no longer saying anything, stuck on the ear of the little fox, turned into a stud.

The little fox tried to move the front paws. Although it could be lifted up, it still didn't have much strength, just like the soft ribs.

The little fox is soft and soft in the arms of Feng Lingran, holding his hind legs, letting him play its short tail, as long as he... as long as he does not want to hooligans.

Feng Lingran's fingers are slender and the skin is delicate. The fingertips gently rub the short tail of the little fox. Gradually, the little fox has a feeling of numbness in the short tail. It feels all the way up, crashing into its apex, the heart beats. It also became a tremor, and every cell in the body seemed to be gradually waking up and gradually boiling.

The little fox licked his mouth with a dry mouth, and the cold fragrance of the man was like an aphrodisiac pharmacy. It was even more unbearable for the little fox who had a potion.

The little fox looked up, his black eyes, and the handsome man, he held it, the perfect and firm chin was in front of him, and the thin lips, for the current little fox, tempted The color of the fox, his lips look good and look good.

The little fox swallowed, and there seemed to be two small flames in his eyes, burning and burning, trying to burn with the handsome man in front...

Feng Lingran felt the sight of the little fox, the black cockroaches moved slightly, hang down, the black-necked feather-like eyelashes, cast two shadows in the eyelids, handsome.

"Small things, you look at the king in color, what do you want to do to the king?"

Feng Lingran punctuated the little fox in the arms, holding its short-tailed fingers and gently pressing it.

The little fox stunned like an electric shock, and his claws moved. He wanted to "eat" Feng Lingran’s mouth. He had not been able to act, and he was punctured by him. The little fox flashed and flashed. Efforts to control the heart of the turmoil, slightly lowered his head.

This is the head of the village chief. Someone will come in at any time, and the fire fox is here. He stands by and looks at it. The little donkey is nailed to its ear. It can’t be, in front of them, Feng Lingran’s words. Say, what do you really do with Feng Lingran?

The little fox felt that he could not afford to lose this person.

Feng Ling saw the little fox "shy" and bowed his head. His handsome face pressed down and his chin pressed against his gradual ears. The thin lips seemed to touch the white hair on his head, and the breath of the spit could be sprayed on the little fox. Face.

"How? I was thought by the king that the center is thinking? Is this color fox difficult?"

The little fox's pressed ears shook a little, could he not say it? Don't be so close? It’s very uncomfortable now, and he’s like this, don’t blame the fox for him... what to do with him.

Hey, it’s a fox now, it’s not afraid! If it is true to him, it is also his shame.

The little fox swallowed the slobber, and the fox face was hot in the white hair. He felt the phoenix's thin lip on the top of his head. It seemed to be kissing him. The little fox had a heartbeat. He was so tempted to be enchanted. Is it strong?

The little fox's head shrank in his arms, no, no... Ah, he can't estrus with him in this place, he will be laughed at by him...

"Small, small, you come out, come and save me, I am in the Shangguan Yaner's love medicine."

The little fox **** knows how to swear.

"Master, that... the fascinating poison in your body, I am afraid that I can't do anything about it... I am still only licking the baby, you mate, give birth to a child, don't understand the baby... I won't pull it... Master, you let your husband help you solve it!"

The little fox’s face was blue and green. Is this only a human voice?

It even knows that the adult is mating and the child is a child. do not understand anything?

"Feng Lingran's cold poison, you can solve it, this point of love medicine will be difficult to pour you? Xiao Yan, you do not want? Uh?"

The little fox has a long tail and a dangerous taste.

The little scorpion's body trembled a little, and the grievance said: "That is because the little sucked the owner's blood, and then they have the ability to understand the cold poison. The master, Xiao Yan really won't solve the fascination! Master Don't be too embarrassed."

The little fox is discouraged, and this locust looks like it will not be enchanting.

At this point, a finger picked up the fox of the little fox, buried it in the fox face on his chest, and picked it out.

The little fox smothered the handsome face of Shangfeng, and it sucked a sigh of coolness. Looking at Feng Lingran’s black and black sable, he seemed to be able to **** out its soul and provoke its soul.

"You have been drilling into my arms, I want to get into my clothes? Small things, huh?"