Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 1192 Nine Tails, Never a Slave (15)

In the past ten years of fox life, she has never been so far away from home.

In the past, with a single greeting, you can travel east and west and return home casually.

The light in the girl's eyes dimmed a bit, as if she had lost her beloved doll.

"Why aren't you happy?" Wen Lang put down the scroll, and reached out to touch the girl's forehead, but luckily it wasn't hot, "Hungry?"

Mu Anan shook her head, "I..."

She hesitated for a moment. In name, she was a maidservant who went to the Dragon God's realm to be punished, but in fact she was tricked by this capricious old man to work as a coolie, grinding ink, washing brushes, and cleaning desks.

"I'm homesick."

The little head lowered down, a little bit, and then a little bit.

This little girl is too pretty.

Unable to restrain himself, Wen Lang directly pressed the girl's head and rubbed it.

Until the girl's eyes turned red again.

"Your Highness..."

"Ah?" Wen Lang withdrew his hand, looked at the little girl's black hair like a waterfall, quiet and deep, and seemed to be fatally attracted, he stretched out his hand again, buried the first knuckle of his index finger in it, sliding it from top to bottom, and finally He also drew a circle, and the smooth and silky touch made him a little distracted.

"Don't you have hair too..." Mu An'an sneered at this. His Highness the Dragon God was taken care of by someone, so why play with her hair!
"Like silk." Wen Lang said softly, "Ahem, since you're homesick, I'll pack up later and go back. Don't mess around this time. You can't bear the wrath of the Fox King."

"Who am I doing this for...I didn't do anything wrong..." Mu Anan rolled his eyes, and in just a moment, he transformed into a white fox and climbed up lightly on the man's shoulder.

"Are you sure you want to stand here?" Seeing that intimidation failed, Wen Lang had no choice but to ask.

"determine."

Mu Anan knew that if this appearance appeared next to his father and mother, it would definitely cause a mess, and some strange words would spread among the Fox clan.

It may be a congratulatory blessing, or it may be malicious slander, but she wants to tell the world to stop looking at His Highness with disgusting eyes!

Your Highness is hers!
"Okay, hurry up, we're going back." Wen Lang looked helpless, but the corners of his mouth raised an uncontrollable arc.

This little girl is probably enlightened.

At the border of the Fox Clan, two butterflies flew out of the flower valley, circling around and playing happily.

The white fox shrank back and firmly grasped the corner of his clothes under the Dragon Temple.

"How? Are you still afraid now..." Wen Lang recalled that Mu An'an had a fear of heights.

"It's okay, I'm not that scared." The white fox said, jumping off the man's shoulder impatiently. She drew a perfect arc in the air and tugged on the wide sleeves as a buffer.

thump.

The white and soft ball fell into the green grass, and then opened with a bang. The white fox's slender limbs fluttered randomly in the air, and bursts of laughter spread along the breeze like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate. Come.

Wen Lang looked at it with tenderness in his eyes. The little girl likes to make a fuss, so let her make a fuss. In his 15-year lifespan, this was the only light.

He still has time to wait.

"Your Highness! Look! This kind of grass is sweet! Do you want to try it!" The white fox stretched out a small paw, with a piece of grass in the center of the paw.

Wen Lang bent down, picked up the blade of grass, and chewed it in his mouth.

There is a faint sweetness that spreads in the mouth, without the sweetness of candy, it is another refreshing taste.

It turned out that the good smell on this little girl was the smell of green grass.

　One more.

　　Collect information: How do you feel about the part where the male lead plays with his hair?

　　curious.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)