Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Everyone said that the third prince, who was disgusted with the dog, regarded the white fox as a treasure.

At this moment, the three princes of the evil dog were making milk paste for Rong Huang in the small kitchen of the main hall.

I don't know what is wrong with Yong Jing. Everything about Rong Huang is done by himself, and he never fakes it with others.

Even sleeping is also semi-mandatory, pushing Rong Huang into his bed and holding him in his arms, all night till dawn.

Rong Huang was quite shy at first, and it didn't matter if he stayed for a few days.

Anyway, this is Feng Xi, anyway, I have slept in the last world.

What a big deal, it's not a problem at all.

Rong Huang comforted himself in this way.

Rong Huang lay on a table not far from the stove, watching Yong Jing orderly making her milk paste, flicking her hairy tail twice from time to time, very pleasant.

"Let's go." Holding a small white porcelain bowl in one hand, Yong Jing wandered to Rong Huang, picked up Rong Huang in one hand, and let her lie on his shoulders, "After two days of autumn hunting, this prince will take you to a long journey. Good knowledge?"

When Rong Huang heard it was autumn hunting, he remembered the autumn hunting scene described by Wangcai before, and hurriedly wailed, rubbing his little head against Yong Jing's neck, it was obvious to please.

Yong Jing raised her lips happily, and the arc disappeared without a trace. "Since I'm taking you, this prince has to ask for some benefits, right?"

Yong Jing put Rong Huang on the table where he eats on weekdays, and scratched Rong Huang's little head, "Eat."

Rong Huang assumed that she hadn't heard Yong Jing's words, and she was taken to his bed after Yong Jing said this last time.

Rong Huang said that she would not be fooled by this super peerless little genius.

Seeing Rong Huang, Yong Jing almost buried his face in the small bowl, and stretched out his hand to pinch Rong Huang's small pointed ears, making Rong Huang agitated.

It is probably because of the original owner. As long as Yong Jing touched her ear, Rong Huang couldn't help shaking.

Rong Huang raised his head from the small bowl with a fox face soaked in milk, raised his front paws against Yong Jing's face, and said, "Ooo!" Don't touch me!

Seeing Rong Huang's depravity, Yong Jing smiled casually, raising his hand to pinch Rong Huang's little paw to his fingertips, and just sitting at the table, playing with it carefully.

Rong Huang's body was pinched and soft, and he didn't have the strength to lift his paws.

"Smelly Yong Jing!" Rong Huang looked at Yong Jing fiercely, fiercely cute without knowing it.

As soon as the soft and sweet voice fell, Yong Jing's originally rather cozy expression gradually faded away, and suddenly he felt a sense of danger and leaned heavily towards Rong Huang, "Smelly Yong Jing?"

Rong Huang hasn't been able to speak these days, but he didn't expect that he was cursing Yong Jing in his heart, and suddenly he could speak.

Angry.

"Yong Jing, I was wrong." Rong Huang showed weakness.

The older women are casual, and it is not impossible to show weaknesses occasionally.

Yong Jing gave a chuckle, and the next words made Rong Huang's hair horrified, and he almost lay on the table with soft legs, "Then you kiss me, huh?"

Rong Huang's dark eyes blinked, "Then you let me go."

Yong Jing let go, waiting for Rong Huang's next move.

I didn't know that Rong Huang jumped off the table as soon as he let go, and Sa Yazi ran out of the inner hall.

Oh, my mother messed with Fake, Feng Xi in this world is as unkind to her as Feng Xi in the previous world. Do you want to take care of your baggage and run away?

She is just an eight-thousand-year-old baby!

Yong Jing could catch the little fox running away, but he didn't.

Not in a hurry, soon he will let her have no energy to run again.