This villain's style is crooked

Ming Yan raised his eyebrows when he found the wooden cage placed in the courtyard.

The man who saluted him just now was none other than his trusted entourage—— Zhuo Xuan, who was also the butler of the mansion.

Zhuo Xuan explained:

"My lord, this is a silver fox that comes as a tribute from another country. It is said that it comes once in a hundred years and is extremely spiritual, so the emperor sent someone to bring it to you to relieve your boredom."

"However, this silver fox is very aggressive. Just now when a boy was feeding it, when he put his hand into the cage, he was scratched to the bone."

Ming Yan was indifferent as usual: "Throw it into the backyard."

He has no interest in these fragile lives.

Zhuo Xuan nodded in agreement.

Just when Ming Yan was about to leave, the hem of his clothes tightened, as if he was being held back by something.

He glanced down.

The little silver fox in the cage passed through the gap between the railings, stretched out two furry little paws, and tightly grasped the hem of his clothes.

The round blue eyes were wet, with the light of prayer, and the fluffy tail behind him was shaking gently, as if wishing to follow him.

Ming Yan leaned over lightly.

Pulling back the hem of his clothes, he strode away.

"?"

Lu Cha's eyes were dull.

Am I not cute enough? ? ?

Finding that the cage was lifted by a servant, Lu Cha immediately came back to his senses, broke the railing roughly, jumped to the ground, ran away quickly, and quickly disappeared.

The servant panicked and shouted: "Housekeeper Zhuo! The silver fox has escaped!"

"Find it quickly! In case you disturb your lord! Everyone in the mansion has nothing to eat!"

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In the study room of the National Teacher's Mansion, sandalwood is wafting.

Ming Yan sat lazily on the chair, propped his head on his hands, and held a book in the other hand, reading carefully.

Sunlight poured in through the carved wooden window, coating his clear face with a hazy and soft halo, but it still made people feel alienated and distant.

It seems that the bright moon hanging high above the sky has a sense of coolness that is beyond the world.

Ming Yan was flipping through the book, but didn't notice that beside the wide open wooden door, there was a small silver-white hairball sneaking in.

Afraid of being discovered, Lucha quickly ran to the table with his tail between his legs.

Fortunately, Ming Yan sat facing the window, as long as he didn't turn around, he couldn't see the little fox trying to hide behind the table legs.

Seeing a plate of delicious pastries by the table, Lu Cha licked his lips lightly.

Covered by the stack of books above, she nimbly climbed up the table legs, grabbed a piece quickly, and immediately slid to the ground to enjoy it secretly.

Crisp on the outside and soft on the inside, the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

Oh open!

The chef's craft is good!

After Lucha finished eating one piece, he was not in a hurry, and watched furtively for a while before stealing the second piece.

Hee hee hee, it's all me!

After a while.

Ming Yan read the book without squinting, relying on memory, raised his hand to pick up the teacup on the table, just when he was about to drink it, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a silver-white hair floating on the tea.

He tilted his head in doubt.

The plate full of chestnut cakes was now empty.

Hearing the faint sound of chewing, Ming Yan bent down without moving the chair.

It happened to meet the eyes of Lu Cha who was hiding under the table.

The little fox had a piece of pastry in his mouth, and each of his two paws was holding a piece, acting extremely greedy.

"!!!"

Why doesn't the little villain read books well? !

Lu Cha blinked innocently, and stretched out her claws to offer Ming Yan a pastry.

Let's eat together, you're welcome.

But in the next moment, she was blown away by a strong air current.

boom--!

Even though Lucha quickly adjusted her posture and fell on the soft cushion on the slump, avoiding the danger of hitting the wall and breaking her bones, her body still felt severe pain.

Especially the chest cavity was shaken violently, and even breathing felt tingling.

Ming Yan's brows were stern, and his palms gathered his inner strength again. When he was about to kill the little fox completely, he saw a very fast white shadow flash past.

He shot quickly, and the palm wind fell into the air.

Relying on her small and nimble body, Lu Cha jumped directly behind Ming Yan, riding on his neck, her sharp nails ruthlessly digging into his flesh.

The bright red blood line appeared on the jade-like skin in an instant.

Ming Yan tried to pull Lu Cha down with his backhand, but the opponent dodged deftly, but he didn't let go of his claws, instead they got deeper and deeper.

If he continued to act forcefully, even if his throat would not be cut to death, he would be torn off a piece of flesh.

For a moment, one person and one fox fell into a stalemate.

Ming Yan couldn't catch Lu Cha, and Lu Cha couldn't relax, trying his best to hang on his neck.

On Ming Yan's usually calm face, there was a rare expression of sullenness.

In the pitch-black phoenix eyes, a hint of prey also flashed.

At this time, a small piece of pastry that was beyond recognition and still stained with his blood came into Ming Yan's eyes.

The soft whimper of the little fox sounded in his ears, as if he was acting like a baby.

The little fluffy paws moved closer to his mouth again, as if to feed him.

But the other claw embedded in the flesh of his neck did not loosen, but cruelly penetrated a little deeper.

Ming Yan has a strange feeling that "this fox is playing both soft and hard".

Unfortunately, he couldn't catch it at all.

If the wound on the neck is not treated, it may cause a coma due to excessive blood loss.

Ming Yan felt so helpless for the first time.

The clear voice also became hoarse:

"Come down."

"I won't kill you."

Lucha flicked her tail, expressing her disbelief.

The little villain can't lie to her!

This time, the internal force condensed in Ming Yan's palm completely dissipated.

He turned his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and leaned against the clever little fox.

"Now, can you trust me?"