Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Chapter 602 Disguise as a man: My uncle is a ghost (22)

The system looked at her swaying back worriedly, and whispered: [This stupid fox has drunk too much, so he won't do anything stupid...]

The little fox, however, was thinking about her important affairs, and the little short-legged steps were vain, and swaggered into Gong Heng's yard.

The snow-white body of the little fox was very eye-catching under the moonlight.

Almost as soon as she stepped into the yard, Qinghun noticed her.

Bai Zhen was walking, only to feel her body light up, and when she turned around, she found herself being picked up by Qinghun.

"Master, what do you think this is?"

There was a hint of excitement in Qinghun's voice. You know, the master found out this morning that this little guy was missing, and his face was stern all day...

Gong Heng frowned, as if a little dissatisfied with being interrupted again.

Snowflakes fell between the eyebrows, and at the moment of raising their eyes, they were melted into a blue ice field.

He put down the book and looked at Qinghun.

Immediately after scanning the small white velvet ball, he paused slightly and raised his eyebrows. "Why is she back again?"

"My subordinates don't know much. I just caught her when I saw her wandering at the gate of the yard when I was waiting outside the door."

Gong Heng reached out and took it, hugged the white velvet ball in his arms and rubbed it.

The soft and comfortable touch made the coolness in his eyes inadvertently fade a little.

The little fox turned over, the pink-white-pink belly was facing up, the small arms and calves were drooping down, like an uncle, a pair of blue eyes glowing with jewel-colored light lifted slightly, seeing him, white fluffy flesh pads Lifted, leaving a warm soft-soft touch on the side of his face.

The man's long, thick eyelashes blinked.

Some stunned.

Then she raised her hand, took her paw off, and held it in her hand.

Qinghun has long since retreated with discernment.

Bai Zhen watched the man put her on the couch in a good-natured manner, and blinked in confusion.

Yep? Didn't she slap him just now? Why didn't this person get angry, but rather happy?

Is there a tendency to be abused?

The little fox patted his belly, hiccupped, and spread out his limbs comfortably, as if he wanted to occupy the entire bed.

Gong Heng, however, looked at her pinkish-white and bulging belly, frowned slightly, sat on the edge of the bed, and held her in his arms again.

"Why do you eat so much?"

The little fox didn't want to pay attention to him, and Bai Rongrong's little paws waved in the air, as if trying to keep him away.

The man lifted her up and made her face him.

The little fox's white and pink ears moved.

Then I saw that handsome man with a face like a god.

Bury her head into her pink-pink belly—

Take a breath.

Bai Zhen's eyes widened in fright, and she stood upright in fright.

The short legs froze in a slightly curled position, staring at the man in a dazed and terrified manner, even forgetting to resist.

She'd heard of the cat-sucking army.

Never heard of a fox sucking!

I've never heard of ancient people sucking foxes!

The man blinked at her with the same blue eyes.

Big hands rubbed her furry ears.

Then face closer.

In that way, it is obvious that there is not enough suction.

The little fox sensed something was wrong.

The little paws stretched out, and the pink pads pressed against his face.

But the man took it away easily, buried it between the snow-white soft-soft fur and the warm belly, and took a deep breath.

The little fox screamed in horror.

Her scream was not harsh but with a milky voice.