Chapter 424 Foodie Snow Fox

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"It's not a dog, it's a snow fox." Yang Zimei apologized to Murong Yunqing very seriously when she saw Xuehu's displeasure.

"Snow fox?" Murong Yunqing looked at the snow-white fox in front of him curiously. He always felt that its eyes were like human eyes, full of aura and emotion.

"Yeah." Yang Zimei nodded.

"It's really cute." Murong Yunqing praised, "I also want to buy a snow fox as a pet."

Xuehu couldn't help rolling his eyes again, thinking in his heart, can the Xuehu I bought be compared with me?

Yang Zimei saw Xuehu's muttering, reached out and patted its head, signaling it not to care about Murong Yunqing.

Xuehu nodded and asked her to give it the chopsticks.

This time, it was Yang Zimei's turn to be surprised. She thought it was the body of a fox now, and it should be eating directly with its mouth to the plate like other animals, instead of using chopsticks.

She didn't say this suspicion in her heart, but Xuehu guessed it and snorted coldly, "Do you think I'm an animal that hasn't evolved?"

"Ha ha--"

Yang Zimei couldn't help but smile, picked up a pair of chopsticks from the table and handed it to it.

It actually held the chopsticks flexibly with its claws, and then slowly ate the dishes with extremely elegant and leisurely movements, which made everyone stunned.

"This little fox is going to go against the sky. It's too much to use chopsticks better than me." , I feel that this world is simply too mysterious.

Xuehu raised his head and smiled disdainfully at him.

Seeing its extremely anthropomorphic expression, everyone was startled again.

"Miss Yang, is your fox a spiritual thing?" Murong Yunqing asked.

"Well." Yang Zimei nodded, "That IQ is very high."

"You raised it as a child?"

"No, it was picked up on the mountain."

"Good luck." Murong Yunqing said enviously.

Yang Zimei smiled, indeed, she was lucky, that's why she is today.

Maybe it was because God took pity on her loneliness in the previous life, so she wanted to give her all the good things.

Thinking of this, her heart rose again with a heart of gratitude.

"Well, these dishes taste good, little girl, make me a bowl of soup." Xuehu was actually a foodie, and after eating the dishes, he asked Yang Zimei to make soup.

Yang Zimei filled a bowl of soup with interest and put a small spoon on it.

Who would have known this, but she was taking a sip of the soup with a small spoon in a graceful and solemn manner. She looked like a lady in the Middle Ages.

"Sister, you forgot about me!"

Xiao Qian, who had just woken up, saw that the table was full of good dishes, and he was also a foodie, shouting in dissatisfaction.

Yang Zimei immediately put another plate of dishes on the empty chair on the side.

"Who else is coming?"

Murong Yunqing asked.

"No, it's for my ghost pet."

Yang Zimei didn't hide it either.

Ghost pet?

Murong Yunqing was very puzzled, what exactly is this.

He was only surprised to see that the original dish with all the colors and aromas suddenly turned into tasteless and heatless dishes, and then he suddenly understood what ghost pets were.

Luo Yinghao, who had been watching silently, was also surprised.

Xuehu understands human nature, which is nothing to someone who is used to training military dogs.

However, she still has a ghost pet, which is really creepy.

I really don't know what magical power is hidden in her small body.

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