What kind of bad thoughts can the hero of the plane have?

Chapter 93
Today is Su Yan's last scene.

The nine-tailed fox lived with the little fox for nearly a month. Under the guidance of the nine-tailed fox, the little fox's spiritual power became more and more refined.

Originally, the little fox's human form could only last for a few hours, but now it can last for half a day.

"Master, it's snowing!"

The little fox squatted down halfway, holding the snow in his hands, and his brows and eyes were full of joy.

The last time I saw such a heavy snow was the day they first met.

"Exit."

The boy in human form was lazily leaning against the wall. He was wearing a moon-white gown today, with snowflakes falling on the boy's shoulders, he was as beautiful as a person in a painting.

Although the words were sarcasm, the boy's eyes were clearly doting and pampering.

"Master, you're talking about me again."

The girl muttered twice in dissatisfaction. She looked at the snowball in her hand, as if thinking of something, a sly light flashed in her eyes.

"Master, look this way!"

The girl shouted vigorously, and the boy lazily raised his eyelids, and saw a snowball flying towards him.

"childish."

As the voice of the nine-tailed fox fell, an oil-paper umbrella appeared out of thin air, completely blocking the snowball.

"It's boring."

The girl curled her lips in dissatisfaction. She looked at the snowflakes flying in the sky and came up with the idea of ​​building a snowman.

"Master, do you want to build a snowman together?"

She smiled and invited him.

"No."

The young man raised his brows lightly, and decisively refused.

"……All right."

The girl didn't force it either, she slowly piled the snowflakes together, the human form is not as resistant to the frost as the fox itself, the girl just piled up the rudimentary form of a snowman, her cheeks were flushed with cold.

She breathed into her hand, and after making sure that her body was warm, the rudiment of the snowman continued to pile up.

"When you finish stacking, it will be dark."

The young man yawned lazily, his brows and eyes were tired, and he didn't know how long he stood there staring at the little fox.

It's noon now.

Little Fox:"……"

Does he just look down on her?

Fortunately, having known each other for such a long time, the little fox is immune to the ridicule of the nine-tailed spirit fox. She snorted softly and built a snowman on her own.

Nine-tailed fox: "?"

Has this stupid fox's temper increased recently?
He snapped his fingers slowly, and a snowman appeared next to the snowman made by the little fox.

Compared with the first-form snowman made by the little fox, the snowman transformed by the boy is obviously much more beautiful.

The snowman's nose is made of carrots, his eyes are made of colored paper, he wears a woolen cap on his head, and holds a long branch in his arm. Several colorful balloons and a few pieces of colored paper are hung on the branch. The small flag made of cloth strips looks very cute.

Little Fox:"……"

He is a blatant insult!
"Leave me alone."

The girl snorted coldly, this time she didn't even call "Master".

"Your snowman is ugly."

The young man commented mercilessly.

Little Fox: "...I want you to take care of it."

It's like a child is angry.

The girl's hair was fixed with a white hosta, and with the movement of her making a snowman, it has loosened a lot.

The young man couldn't see it, he gave a soft "tsk", and simply took off the white jade hairpin.

Little Fox:"?"

What is he trying to do?
Originally, the boy just wanted to use the hairpin to help the girl fix her hair again, but when he saw the girl's loose hair, he was stunned for a moment.

The little fox was born extremely beautiful.

There was a beautiful mole at the corner of her eye. Judging from the boy's experience over the years, most foxes with moles at the corner of the eye were glamorous and charming, but this fox was different.

She has an innocence that other foxes don't have. The first time others see her, they will unconsciously have a protective desire.

This feeling is already obvious when girls usually wear their hair together, let alone let it hang down now.

"Master, what do you want to do?"

The little fox muttered dissatisfied.

Her voice was soft and sweet, even if she was scolding, it sounded like a baby.

The nine-tailed fox came back to his senses and chuckled: "Your hair is about to fall apart."

Little Fox: "...Then you just took the hairpin off?"

"Ah."

He lazily replied, without explaining, he just said in a low voice: "Don't move, help you close it again."

"……Oh."

The little fox maintained a half-squat position.

"Has anyone praised you for being beautiful?"

The young man brushed the girl's hair carelessly. The little fox's hair was so smooth that he couldn't put it down.

"Yes, I have……"

Speaking of this, the little fox got excited, and she began to count with her fingers: "The grandfather who sells vegetables at the foot of the mountain always praises me for being beautiful every time we meet; the uncle who sells meat says I am beautiful, so he gives me two taels of meat; The sister who sells hairpins said that her hairpins can be of the greatest value when worn on my head; the aunt who sells clothes likes to let me go to their house to try on clothes..."

The little fox counted happily, and at the end of the count, two hands were no longer enough.

She retracted her fingers contentedly, and made a brief summary: "Many people praised me for being beautiful."

"Well, I have eyes."

He rarely said a word.

The little fox's eyes widened in surprise, and she didn't care that the nine-tailed fox was still holding her hair, and turned to look at him excitedly: "You...are you praising me?"

This is really the sun coming out in the west.

"Ah."

Because of the girl's action, her hair ran out of his palm, the boy frowned, and gathered the little fox's hair in his palm again.

He likes her hair very much.

The little fox didn't realize what was wrong, she smiled and gave the Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox a thumbs up, and praised: "You are also very discerning!"

Nine-tailed fox: "..."

Will this stupid fox turn a corner and praise itself?
The little fox waited for a long time but did not wait for the nine-tailed spirit fox to get her hair done, and asked tentatively: "Master, why don't I do it myself?"

In fact, what she wants to ask more is, will your old man wear hairpins?
"I come."

The nine-tailed fox fondled the girl's hair fondly. He took the white jade hairpin in his hand, and then slowly fixed her hair with the hairpin.

This process took a long time, and the little fox was sleepy, but he didn't dare to rush.

"All right."

The little fox had never thought the voice of the nine-tailed spirit fox was so beautiful. She stood up and stretched her numb legs, then shook her head in a small arc to make sure that her hair did not tend to loosen. She raised her eyebrows and said, "This Is it the legendary slow work and meticulous work?"

Under the coercion of the nine-tailed fox, the little fox is forced to read a lot of books. "Slow work leads to careful work" is the little fox's new vocabulary.

(End of this chapter)