Long Jiale

In the past, when he couldn't transform into a human form, he looked like a little white ball every day, and the little fox didn't think much of it. became a painful thing.

Can't transform into a human form, that means...

It means that when Zhou Zhou is holding him up the mountain, he cannot play the game of suddenly changing into a human being in the arms of the other party; it means that when playing with water on the slate, he cannot hold the other party's arms and lean on the other party lazily; It means that he can't peel the food with his hands and feed that person with his own hands...

A lot means that things that I didn't care much about before suddenly have a great sense of existence.

The little fox found that although he liked his own fox body, he also liked to look like a boy. He liked to use the boy's body to deliberately curl up in the arms of the person he liked, watching him smile helplessly at himself.

When transformed into a human form, his hands are very long, he can hug that person's neck and stick his cheeks to it, he can also secretly wear that person's clothes, lean on his back, and hug him from behind , shamelessly let him carry her down the mountain...

What's more, during the live broadcast, Shen Zhoucheng would also interact with the fans in the live broadcast room, and the other party's attention was not only on his fox, which made the little fox feel very uncomfortable.

He likes to be cherished by that person, and he likes him to be a fox with all his heart and eyes. He wants the time when only he and that person are together, and when they are together, no other people and fairies are mixed.

At night, the little fox turned into a human form, huddled in Shen Zhoucheng's arms, feeling infinite grievances. Compared with these grievances and discomfort, the No.1 reward has no longer attracted him.

Now when the live broadcast is not live, the little fox will seize all the time, transform into Shen Li, and stay by Shen Zhoucheng's side.

When he woke up in the morning, Shen Zhoucheng was surprised to find that the little white ball that had been sleeping next to his cheeks before had turned into a handsome young boy, squeezing into his bed, and firmly pawing on his bed. sleep in my arms.

"Zhouzhou, let's not broadcast live, okay? We won't participate in this competition."

The game time is not over half, but Shen Li feels that the days are like years, and he doesn't want to live this kind of life under the camera.

Shen Zhoucheng helplessly listened to this little guy complaining about his aggrieved feelings. He was the one who wanted to participate in the competition at the beginning, and he is also the one who does not want to participate in the competition now.

He held the little boy in his arms firmly, let him lie in his arms in the most comfortable position, and put one hand on the opponent's shoulder, especially remembering to leave room for the opponent's tail, and gently put the A small fluffy tail is placed from the back to the front.

In the beginning, Shen Zhoucheng was not used to holding this boy's body for a while, but this little guy often changed randomly in his arms, and after holding it for a long time, there was nothing unaccustomed to it.

The little white dumpling feels very soft in the hand, but the young Shen Li doesn't feel bad when hugged. Although this little guy usually bulges his belly, the boy's body is thin and small, especially It was his thin waist.

When he was trying to reach out and hug Shen Zhoucheng's neck, he lifted a small part of the clothes with his arms, revealing a section of slender waist inside. The attractive arc, the lines on both sides are all retracted inward, outlining an hourglass-like curve, which makes people's hearts tremble.

Shen Zhoucheng lowered his head and said to the person in his arms: "Since we have already participated in the competition, let's start well and finish well."

Before the little guy in his arms was about to turn into a crying face, Shen Zhoucheng continued: "But we can use other methods to broadcast live."

Since then, the viewers in the Little Fox Live Studio have noticed that the content of the live broadcast has changed every day, because, on the screen, most of the time has become a fancy sleeping position of a little white dumpling.

There is a little fox sleeping on a branch, a little white ball sleeping on a stone slab, and a towel sleeping fox hanging on its owner... There are all kinds of fancy sleeping positions, imaginable and unimaginable. Even a beautiful little white fox can sleep for you.

The eight hours of the previous live broadcast were all the daily live broadcast of the little fox's activities. Now Shen Zhoucheng said that there is another way of live broadcast, which is to record the sleeping time of the little fox every day. During the eight-hour live broadcast a day, four of them More than an hour is the sleeping time for Xiaobai Tuanzi.

The superb sleeping posture amazed the audience in the live broadcast room.

[This little guy can sleep too well! 】

[Sleeping Fox, by the way, do foxes also hibernate?This is too sleepy. 】

[Pfft, even if hibernation is not now, obviously it will be summer soon, hibernation is a fart. 】

At the beginning, the audience in the live broadcast room were amazed and had various discussions, because this little white dumpling could sleep five or six times a day, and each time he would sleep for an hour, get up and move around for a few minutes, and then had a full stomach , and then fell asleep again.

Eat when you are full, sleep when you are full...

This... This is the envy of all social animal audiences.

[This is not a live broadcast of the little white fox, this is obviously a live broadcast of the happy daily life of the little white pig. 】

[Little white pig +1]

【I know why this wild little white fox is unwilling to go back to the mountain. The answer is because Boss Shen spoiled him like a pig...】

[Crying and crying, I also thought about this kind of happy life where I can sleep when I want to sleep, and when I wake up, someone will feed me! 】

At the beginning, because of the length of the live broadcast using the sleep time "water", the number of viewers in the live broadcast room of the little fox dropped by [-]%. Many people came to watch the "Sleeping Fox" and "Little White Pig in the Fox".

[It's strange to say that Fu's sleeping position is poisonous, and now I look at its sleeping face every day. 】

[Same as watching the sleeping face, I have suffered some accidents recently, and my emotions are anxious and depressed, but after accidentally seeing the sleeping face of this little white fox in a ball, I feel that my whole body and mind have been healed. 】

[Baby's sleeping face is really easy to fascinate. I now watch her sleeping face for a while before going to bed every day. After watching it, I can easily fall asleep...]

On the black-brown long stone slab, a small snow-white ball sleeps in a circle, its four legs are tucked in one place, its small head is also tucked in, and its ears are softly attached to the side. It is long and beautiful. The tail wraps its small body, leaving only a round ball outside.

There is a video camera standing next to it, and the lens has been pointing at it, which is sleeping soundly.

After getting enough sleep, Little White Tuanzi let go of the wrapping of his tail, his little head popped out from the snow-white ball, raised his two beautiful little ears, yawned leisurely, and rubbed his paws. Rub your cheeks.

[Ah, ah, wake up, wake up! ! !After watching for an hour, the little white dumpling finally woke up! ! 】

[At this time, I was in the same mood as I was waiting to watch the sunrise. The little guy finally woke up. Every time I saw his dazed appearance when he woke up, I felt super healing and super loving! 】

【Little angel, come, look at the camera, Mama loves you, do you~】

Shen Zhoucheng turned off the live broadcast, then walked to the stone slab and sat down, hugged the little white dumpling into his arms, patted its little butt, and let Shen Li out to let the air out.

At this time, Xiaobai Tuanzi rolled several times on his legs, but he still didn't change his human form, and looked at him innocently with his black eyes, pretending not to understand the other party's hints.

Shen Zhoucheng glanced at the little stupid fox angrily, and acted obediently after getting a cheap one. He grabbed its little paw and rubbed it, "It hasn't changed?"

The little fox let out a cry of joy, meaning: "No change."

"That's okay—"

Before Shen Zhoucheng could finish his words, the little broken fox in his arms changed instantly. In an instant, a handsome young man appeared in his arms. The young man knelt on his lap, hugged He grabbed Shen Zhoucheng's neck and hugged him tightly for a few seconds excitedly.

There was still a helpless smile on the corner of Shen Zhoucheng's mouth, and he hugged the group of silly vixens in his arms.

There was also pampering helplessness in his tone, "Sit down and don't move around."

Shen Li didn't listen to him, and he just clung in Shen Zhoucheng's arms for a while, then left the other's arms, and sat side by side with him on the stone slab.

Shen Zhoucheng took off his shoes for him, rolled up his trousers, and let his snow-white feet dip into the spring water. The insteps of his feet were as bright as white jade, and his toes were glowing with a touch of cherry blossom powder. The clear spring water overflowed his ankles, splashing The splashed water is like broken silver in the sun.

Shen Li happily fiddled with the water drops for a while, bent his waist, leaned on Shen Zhoucheng's right arm, hugged his arm, and pressed his left cheek against it, his feet in the water were still gently flicking the water.

Sitting cross-legged on the stone slab, Shen Zhoucheng drew out his arm, and instead put his arms around the waist of the person next to him, and gently pulled him to his side, letting him nestle in his arms easily.

A gust of wind blew by, and the mountain forest was very quiet, only the sound of insects and birds chirping in the forest with the wind.

They didn't say anything between them, they just snuggled together.

Shen Li counted his fingers, counting over and over again with excitement, the palm was three points whiter than snow, each finger was slender and well-proportioned, while silently counting one, two, three... the happiness in the eyes also gleamed Come.

Shen Zhoucheng looked down and saw the little vixen secretly delighted, and couldn't help asking him funny: "What are you counting?"

It is estimated that it is either counting chickens or counting chickens or counting chickens.

Shen Li didn't answer him in a hurry, turned around and hugged a small watermelon that Shen Zhoucheng had just brought over. These days, Shen Zhoucheng would pick a small watermelon for him to eat every day.

With a swipe of his finger on the watermelon, he made a small cut. He took out a spoon with a little fox printed on it from his sleeve, took a spoonful of the red watermelon full of sweet juice, and raised his hand to feed it to the mouths of the people around him.

Shen Zhoucheng lowered his head slightly and ate the spoonful of watermelon into his mouth. At the same time, a dark fragrance flowed down his wrist and penetrated into the tip of his nose.

The sweetness of the watermelon was very strong, sweeter than any small watermelon he had eaten before.