[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

There has always been only the first time and the countless number of times to study the great harmony of life, and there is no intermediate value at all.This sentence was said a long, long time ago...in fact, not too long ago, her dear snake spirit lady said it.

The little fox didn't understand very well before, but now she finally understands.

"Can you...slowly..." The little fox who was passive was panting out of breath, and tears rolled down from the corners of his red-stained eyes: "Eric..." Although the little fox is very talented She is a talented elf, but her talent is mostly focused on recovery after the event, and it is basically useless when it is in progress...

"Okay... um~" The strong man controlled the woman under his body, and his deep blue and green eyes had a gentleness that he didn't usually have: "Relax, okay?" He obeyed The little woman's heart was soft and soothing, and the teardrops were licked away from the corners of her eyes with loving lips.

The little fox expected Eric to be very good at this kind of thing. After all, he exudes the temperament of a playful master all over his body, and he has such a charming and powerful waist.But she really didn't expect him to be so gentle, completely different from his usual cold and violent appearance.The first time when he formally pounced on him, the little fox was ready to accept the storm, but unexpectedly...but although he was gentle, he was still made to cry.

One. Night. Spring. Color

The little fox, who only rested at four o'clock in the morning, had already regained her spirits when she woke up at eight o'clock. She stretched herself and climbed out of bed, and Eric was no longer in the house.

Probably went out to find new companions again, it was not the first time that the spring breeze was thrown at home for a while, the little fox who had been used to it for a long time shrugged indifferently.

In fact, this way of getting along makes it easier for the little fox.Eric's attitude is obviously tacitly acquiescing to the relationship between the two of them. They are the closest lovers when they go to bed, and they are ordinary friends when they get out of bed. There is no need to worry about each other's emotions.

Sure enough, he chose the right person. The little fox happily poured a glass of orange juice, then ran to the study room to turn on the computer.

Ding dong!You have a new email!

No need to guess, it must be Charles.

The little fox was drinking orange juice while clicking on the mail.

Fox, I am very happy to receive your reply.Recently...

From the very few sentences at the beginning, it was all about hair, but later it gradually became a chat about family affairs.Charles seemed to regard her as a confidant, writing all the good and bad things that happened around him into the email, as if sharing a diary.

The little fox felt that Charles's impression of him should be much better, which probably has something to do with keeping his promise and working hard to help him treat his hair.She was very happy, after all, she knew only a few people in this world, and one more good friend was better than anything else.

Slide the scroll wheel with your finger, and the page will gradually go down.The serious content of the email finally appeared.

In the photo, the handsome young man in the wheelchair has a helpless and gentle smile.He was wrapped in a clean suit, and his leather shoes were polished enough to look like a mirror.However, such a person dressed as an elite has a head of flame-like red hair, which is bald around, and only grows in the middle of the top of the head, like a cockscomb.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha --" the little fox couldn't help laughing out loud, and almost rolled off the stool.

"What are you laughing at?" Suddenly, a male voice from behind interrupted the little fox's smile.

The little fox turned around in surprise: "Why did you come back so early?" Shouldn't he be hooking up mutants outside at this time?

"It went well this time, she agreed to join, and she will be here in a while." Eric stepped closer, dragged a chair from one side and sat next to the little fox: "She will live with us, give her your room .”

"En?" The little fox raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Then where should I sleep?"

"Sofa." Eli glanced at the content on the computer and said indifferently.

"Don't do this." The little fox smiled and stretched out his hand to hook Eric's arm: "Why don't you share half of your bed with me."

"I'm thirsty." Eric didn't agree or refuse.

"I'll go and pour you some water, little one!" The little fox who automatically acquiesced in Eric's promise ran out of the study with a smile.

After watching the little fox leave, Eric turned his gaze back to the computer.He reached out to hold the mouse and clicked Reply, then typed a few words on the keyboard expressionlessly.

send!

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In the past few days, Hank found that his professor's mood was very unstable.Sometimes the mood flies up happily, and sometimes it is extremely low.Although he concealed it well in front of others, as Hank who has been with the professor all year round, it is easy to detect his mood from some minor details.

Hank wanted to ask the professor what happened, but every time the words came to his lips, Charles, who had noticed in advance, would change the subject.

Standing in the corridor, watching Charles wearing the hat gradually go away, Hank kept guessing in his heart.The beginning of the professor's change was when something was sent from Fox, could it be... Hank remembered what Logan said again.

Love triangle!

I have to say that Hank really guessed right.

Charles is struggling with emotional matters.

He longed to have more contact with fox and get care from her.Every time he receives an email from the other party, Charles will be happy for a long time.But after he was happy, he felt ashamed again.What is the difference between his current behavior and that of a man who hooks up with a married woman!

With conflicting emotions, Charles, who had been sitting in front of the computer for a long time, slowly opened the screen.

You have a new email!

Open

Contents:

ugly as hell

Charles:  …

Get your hands on it, hit the keyboard, hit send.

Eric, I know it's you.

Ha ha

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The little fox, who had no idea what kind of conversation Eric and Charles had, welcomed a new roommate in the afternoon, a beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes, whose eyes would bend into crescent moons when she smiled.

"Hi, my name is Christina Leonard." The blonde girl extended her hand friendly.

"Hello, you can call me fox." The little fox introduced himself with a friendly handshake.

"fox? What a strange name."

The little fox smiled and said nothing.

"That's your room." Eric pointed to the side sleeper that had been vacated.

"Thanks, Eric." Christina dragged her salute into the house.

"He's a very beautiful person." Seeing the girl enter the room, the little fox approached Eric and said with a smile.

Eric didn't answer the little fox's words. He stood up and picked up his coat from the back of the sofa.

"You want to go out?" The little fox watched him put on his clothes.

"En." Eric tidied up his clothes, picked up the car keys from the coffee table, and went out.

"I want to eat strawberry cake. If you have time, bring some back for me." The little fox said quickly before Eric went out.

"Don't you have long legs?" Eric left without looking back.

Alright... the little fox blinked, let's run errands by himself later.

Goldilocks was very fast, and she finished packing her things and came out after staying in the house for less than half an hour.She looked around the living room and found that the person she wanted to see was not there, so she asked, "Where's Eric?"

"He has something to go out." The little fox stood up: "Let me introduce this place to you." She told Christina the locations of the kitchen, toilet, study and other rooms one by one.

"There are only two bedrooms here? Then where do you sleep?" Christina, who found the problem, asked, "Is it a sofa?"

"Er...maybe." Although she tacitly agreed with Eric, she wasn't entirely sure that she would be allowed into his room.

"I'm sorry, if I didn't insist on my own room, Eric wouldn't let you give up the room." Christina said with a guilty face.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter where I sleep." The little fox shrugged indifferently.

"Fox, how long have you lived with Eric?" Christina asked suddenly.

"It's been a few months." The little fox didn't remember much.

"Does he have a girlfriend?" the blond girl asked closer.

"Probably not." Never heard Eric mention it, and if he had a girlfriend, how could he have sex with her?

"That's great!" Christina smiled, "Then I have hope!"

"Huh?" The little fox didn't react for a while.

"Fox, you won't rob someone from me, will you?"

Little Fox:......

So she was waiting for her here, this girl seems to regard her as a rival in love.

"Actually, I still have some relationship with Eric." The little fox said honestly: "A man and a woman live together for such a long time, you know."

"You?!" Christina's eyes widened.

"Of course, if Eric decides to be with you, I will definitely quit. You can rest assured about this." The little fox promised.If Eric had a girl he liked, of course she would not delay his lifelong event.

"Really? I hope you will remember what you said today." Christina smiled with her hands crossed over her chest, "When we are together, you will leave."

Did she just say leave?The little fox blinked suspiciously.

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After finishing his errands outside, Eric, who was driving home, saw Christina smiling at the entrance to greet him as soon as he entered the door.

"Is something wrong?" Eric asked.

"It's okay, I heard the sound of your car, so I came to greet you." Christina said with a smile: "What are you holding?"

Eric lowered his eyes, and the pink paper box in his hand was covered with cute strawberry patterns.

"Is it a cake?" Christina's eyes lit up: "I like eating cakes the most!"

"Not for you." Eric said lightly.

"..." Christina was embarrassed for a second, and then smiled again: "Then can I share a little?"

"You can ask her." After speaking, Eric carried the cake and walked to the study.

Christina clenched her fists, took a breath, turned and followed.

Eric didn't know why he bought the cake. He subconsciously stopped when he passed the cake shop. When he came back to his senses, he had already returned to the car with the cake.But since I bought them all, give them to her. With this in mind, Eric twisted the doorknob of the study.

The door opened a gap, and the petite woman sitting in front of the computer was digging strawberry cake while watching the video.In the video, the familiar voice Eric knew who it was.

Fox, when will you come back to the manor to see us... us?We miss you so much.

"I'll go back when I have time, and I miss you too."

Hmph, Eric snorted coldly in his heart, closed the door manually, turned around and threw the cake into the trash can.

"Eric?" Christina watched in surprise as Eric, who had just returned, went out again with the car keys.

The blond girl looked at the study door, then at the well-wrapped cake in the trash can, rolled her eyes, and smiled on her cheeks.

Boom boom boom!

"Wait a minute." The little fox greeted Charles on the other side of the video and got up to open the door. He was surprised to find that his new roommate was outside the door: "What's wrong? What's the matter?" she asked.

"Well, it's like this." Christina smiled sweetly, raised her hand and shook the pink box in her hand: "Eric bought me a strawberry cake, do you want to try it?"