Infinite Stream: Fox Cub's Black Cat Gachapon Game

Wenren Yihuan simply picked a corner where the servants liked to go when they rested, and then turned into a fox cub and nestled in the grass to bask in the sun.

The news just kept coming to my door.

The Yuan family not only has roots in the local area, but Yuan Shiqi, the eldest son of Mr. Yuan's first wife, is also a close confidant of a warlord whose power has greatly increased in recent years.

In addition to Madam Li, Mr. Yuan also had three concubines, whose surnames were Wang, Xu and Qi.

Except for the concubine Qi who came in last, Wang and Xu each had a son, Yuan Kezhen and the protagonist of the marriage, Yuan Keming.

But at this moment Yuan Kezhen was away from home and had not yet returned to attend his brother's wedding. Yuan Shiqi simply used the excuse of having something else to do and entrusted the officer that Gong Chi had replaced before to attend the wedding.

The relationship among the Yuan family is really not close.

The youngest concubine, whose surname is Qi...

Wenren Yihan drew a question mark next to her.

You can’t stay up late.

It was not even nine o'clock yet, but Wenren Yihan had already "invited" Duan Ran out of the room, and rolled himself up in the quilt, lying on the bed.

"Well……"

In the dream, Wenren Yihuan felt like his stomach was stepped on.

He sat up dazedly, tucked his hair behind his ears, and watched the thing under the quilt moving constantly.

Before Wenren Yihan could react, the milk tea master cat who was sleeping on the cabinet next to him jumped out of the milk tea cup.

"Meow meow meow there's a dog meow!! Why is there a dog meow meow meow??!"

A Samoyed cub that looked like a glutinous rice ball and had turned into a spirit popped its head out from under the quilt and lay on Wenren Yihuan's chest.

The fox and the dog stared at each other for a while.

"Wang..."

Perhaps because he was afraid of being thrown off the bed by Wenren Yihan, the Samoyed cub acted pitiful.

Wenren Yihan was half asleep and half awake, his expression as dull as the adobo hair sticking up on his head.

He picked up the Samoyed cub and lowered his head to put his face close to it, almost touching the tip of its nose.

The Samoyed cub raised its front paws and leaned its body back, as if it was afraid that Wen Ren Yihuan would come closer and kiss it.

Wenren Yihan was a little confused. He rested his chin on the Samoyed cub's head and thought about something.

The Samoyed, who seemed unwilling to get close to Wenren Yihuan just now, was now forced to bury his face in the side of Wenren Yihuan's neck and was completely motionless.

The sky is big and the earth is big, sleeping is the biggest.

Finally, Wenren Yihan closed his eyes and said nothing. He moved to the side of the bed to make some space and put the Samoyed puppy that came from nowhere into the quilt.

"I'm sleepy..."

Seeing that the Samoyed cub was still trying to get up and make a fuss, Wenren Yihan grabbed its little tail, and his voice sounded a little aggrieved.

If you don't sleep, the fox will die.

"Woo..." The Samoyed cub responded, paused, retracted its paws, and rubbed its little head against the corner of the pillow.

"There's a dog woooooooooooooooo..."

The milk tea master meowed softly, holding his small cup and quickly moved to the other corner of the room.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Wenren Yihan was awakened by the Samoyed cub that he had kept in his bed last night.

I pulled the dog back into the quilt and used it as a pillow. The Samoyed puppy stretched out its paws to refuse to get close to me, while swinging its tail almost like a propeller.

The milk tea master squatting on the flower pot smacked his lips as he watched.

"I thought only meow was tsundere, meow..."

However, Wenren Yihan did not take a nap.

Duan Ran came to him in a hurry, and one of Chiwu's followers was dead.

The plain white silk in the mourning hall yesterday was dyed red, and torn flesh and blood were scattered on the ground.

Wenren Yihan picked up the Samoyed cub that was jumping around on the ground and hiding from the blood.

"This... this guy needs to be fought together... Ugh..." The bloody and fleshy pieces almost forced out the breakfast that Duan Ran had just eaten.

"Where is that crow?" Wenren Yihan asked Duan Ran.

"I was called over by the elder and the Taoist priest, and the two sides almost got into a fight." Duan Ran lowered his voice.

[Although someone died, Yuan Kemin still insisted on holding the wedding three days later as scheduled. Please be prepared to attend the wedding. There may be unexpected surprises.]

Listen, if someone dies before marriage, but you still want to get married, there is really no taboo at all.

"It looks like we'll have to wait until the wedding before any new developments."

Duan Ran faced the wall. He really didn't want to stay in a random copy of unknown difficulty for so long.

Wenren Yihan was petting a cat with one hand and a dog with the other, feeling relaxed.

The Yuan family had a feast of meat and fish every day, and if there was nothing to do before the wedding, they could sleep until noon every day. This was much better than the treatment in the previous book.

"Hmm... so itchy..."

The Samoyed cub looked down at the ground, pretending that it wasn't him who was rubbing his neck.

"Where are you going?"

Duan Ran stopped Wen Ren Yihuan who was about to leave. He thought this person was here for vacation.

"Go back and take a nap."

The weather is so nice, of course I need to sleep.

Duan Ran: ...

"Where did this puppy come from?"

Duan Ran hurriedly followed and wanted to touch the dog's head, but the Samoyed cub glared at him and he withdrew his hand.

You can't touch the little fox, and the puppy won't let you touch it either. It just shows that foxes hate dogs, right?

But Wenren Yihan suddenly said something that puzzled him.

"Don't you know him?"

"Ah?" Duan Ran thought carefully about when he had seen such a cute puppy. "No... you don't know him, right?"

Taking advantage of the Samoyed cub's unpreparedness, he pinched its cheek to confirm it. Duan Ran said firmly, "I have never seen it."

The Samoyed cub turned back to Wenren Yihan's arms with a gloomy face.

"You're so stingy that you don't even let me touch my face..." Duan Ran muttered.

The Samoyed cub turned around and glared at him again.

Duan Ran: ...Hey, you want to become a spirit, right?

Wenren was also happy but smiled without saying anything.

While eating, Duan Ran was resentful of the puppy and threw a bone with only a little meat attached to it to the Samoyed puppy.

As a result, the angry dog ​​got on the table and kicked over the bowl.

"Don't puppies like bones..." Duan Ran muttered to himself as he cleaned up, making dissatisfied eye contact with the little Samoyed.

"Eat this."

A bowl of carefully selected meat and vegetable dishes was pushed in front of the Samoyed cub, and Wenren Yihan pulled its little tail.

The Samoyed cub immediately became well behaved when facing Wenren Yihuan.

"Whose dog is this? Why is he looking at people and treating them like that?"

"Hmph." The Samoyed cub hummed in its nose, and Duan Ran inexplicably felt that it was sneering.

Although he was thinking about lying down and doing nothing, three days was not a long time, so Wenren Yihan decided to find something to do.

After packing up the things in his pocket, Wenren Yihan looked at the props, which had not increased much, and the several packages of snacks that had inexplicably appeared, and fell silent.

[Eatable Dorayaki: Classic red bean paste. You ask me why I have this? Of course it’s because Xiao A likes it. I can’t give you props every day, fox. 】

The taste is okay, but it would be useless without the props.

Licking the bean paste at the corner of his mouth, Wenren Yihan placed a paper cat that could find the owner of an item and two wooden signs on the table.

"Can you help me find the owner of this sign?"

Wenren Yihan placed a sign that read "Bai Yingmei" in front of the paper cat.