Chapter 1939 Tribulation (13)

The little boy cried for a long time.

I cried until my beautiful, slightly droopy eyes were red and swollen, and they looked like a rabbit.

A stupid rabbit who felt aggrieved and couldn't stop crying.

The soft fur on the red fox's body was all wet from crying.

It was wet, filled with his tears.

Fortunately, the fox has a good temper.

Even if the hair on his body gets wet, he doesn't get angry.

She just pressed up to him affectionately and rubbed his cheek.

It squeaked softly, as if comforting him.

Very spiritual.

The little boy was still sobbing.

Probably because he cried a little too hard, he hiccupped from time to time.

One sound after another, the thin shoulders were shaking.

His thin little hands held the fox tightly.

Her long, wet eyelashes were hanging down, her nose was red, and her lips were red.

Sobbing and whimpering into its soft fur.

Hold it very hard.

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I don’t know how much time passed.

The boy finally stopped crying.

Quietly sniffing the red nose and holding it.

The little hand touched its belly.

The little head was close to its fox ears, rubbing it from time to time.

It seems that he regards it as a precious baby doll and doesn't want to let it go for a moment.

A big fox with fiery red fur rested its fluffy head on his shoulder.

His shoulders were bony, hard, and without any flesh.

When I got on it, I just felt a little uncomfortable.

Not very comfortable.

It flicked the fox tail behind it, but it wasn't picky.

The beautiful dark eyes stared at his fair and thin ears and narrowed slightly.

He didn't move, but suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Take advantage of it with peace of mind.

Not guilty at all.

The next second, the young man's figure froze.

Probably feeling its movement, his thin body was a little stiff.

It seems that he is not used to such intimate actions.

He raised his head, stared at it with wet and hazy eyes, and sniffed.

The white little ears were a little red after being licked.

Like a fragile little flower, soft and red, astonishingly beautiful.

Like his whole body, he looked soft and easy to bully.

It really makes people feel itchy.

The big fox's beautiful dark eyes met his and he tilted his head slightly.

Somewhat innocent.

Looks very well behaved too.

It doesn't look like he did something bad on purpose.

The innocent boy sniffed again and hugged it tighter.

His little face was buried in its neck again and he said nothing.

Quietly.

It seems to be dependent on it.

Emotional dependence.

From beginning to end, I never let it go.

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"Gulu~"

A small sound sounded.

In the quiet and empty thatched house, it seemed particularly abrupt.

It also subtly breaks the atmosphere of this place.

Inexplicably, it's a little funny.

The fox that had been hugged raised its pointed ears.

He tilted his head and looked at the quiet young man.

A slight smile appeared in his eyes.

"Ouch~"

It raised its forelimbs, and the small pad of flesh patted his arm.

The cry was soft, as if she wanted to say something to him.

The boy who was holding it quietly was still sniffing and not talking.

But those wet, dark eyes looked at it.

He pursed his lips slightly and hugged her a little tight.

As if afraid that it would run away.

"Zhiwu~"

Are you hungry?

It stepped on his legs and nuzzled his face affectionately.

The beautiful and fiery big tail behind him flicked, and it was about to get off his body.