"Um?"

Chi Musheng was biting into a candied hawthorn. His tongue was extremely sensitive to food, and he could taste whatever flavor it contained in one bite.

But today's candied hawthorns were unusually strange, with a hint of sweetness he had never tasted before, a sweetness he felt was not present in any other food.

"Chi Musheng, are the candied hawthorns delicious?"

Tu Shan Ya Ya asked with a grin.

If Chi Musheng says it's delicious, fine; but if she dares to say it's not, then I'll eat her toes.

"It's delicious, but it has a kind of sweetness I've never tasted before."

After thinking for a moment, Chi Musheng responded. He was also a little curious, since logically, there shouldn't be any flavors he hadn't tasted before.

"Really?"

"Try another bite."

Tu Shan Ya Ya bit off half of the candied hawthorn and threw the other half into Chi Mu Sheng's mouth, deliberately adding a little saliva to it.

Without thinking, Chi Musheng chewed it and found that it still had a sweetness he had never tasted before.

"Ya Ya, how do you make these candied hawthorns? They're so sweet!"

He even had the urge to ask the old man about it; the sweetness was extremely subtle, yet it still gave him a sweet feeling that welled up from the heart.

"Of course, it's clearly stated up there."

Tu Shan Ya Ya stopped halfway through her sentence and hurriedly covered her mouth with her small hand. Oh dear, she almost let it slip.

I can't tell you about the fact that she gave you food with her saliva on it. What if you retaliate if I do? Yes, I can't tell you.

What is there?

Chi Musheng immediately had a bad feeling. He had eaten candied hawthorns before, but this one had a strange sweetness.

"This contains the old man's special recipe, and it's only found on the top bunch. Lady Ya Ya only gave you two because you've been good."

Tu Shan Ya Ya touched her nose and said guiltily.

Actually, it's her saliva on it. I didn't expect this bastard to actually like it. Isn't that a little bit perverted?

"real?"

Chi Musheng was somewhat skeptical. The candied hawthorn on the plate was clearly nothing special; it looked exactly like any other candied hawthorn. How could it have some kind of special recipe?

"Of course it's true. When has Lady Ya Ya ever lied to you?"

Tu Shan Ya Ya shouted angrily.

What the hell? This bastard dares to disbelieve her, she deserves a beating.

Besides, didn't you enjoy your meal?

Why ask? You have to know the truth!

Besides, her saliva is sweet, which means she's a sweet girl!

Seeing that Tu Shan Ya Ya was a little angry, Chi Mu Sheng was too lazy to ask any further questions, as long as he didn't eat anything poisonous.

As dusk fell, Chi Musheng carried Tu Shan Ya Ya back to the bamboo house.

"Chi Musheng, Lady Yaya is hungry."

Tu Shan Ya Ya jumped off Chi Mu Sheng's neck and asked anxiously.

Chi Musheng did not answer Tu Shan Yaya directly, but instead asked a question in return.

"Ya Ya, do you remember what you promised me this afternoon?"

Tu Shan Ya Ya has been playing all afternoon, it's time for him to play for a while too.

"I remember. Just tell me, anything that Lady Ya Ya can do, is fine with me."

Tu Shan Ya Ya patted her conscience with great excitement. It was just a small matter; she could finish it quickly so she could have dinner sooner.

Chi Musheng tried hard to maintain the calmness on his face, trying not to let himself laugh with an evil smile, and then said softly.

"Ya Ya, I want to touch your nine tails."

His request was a little excessive, but Tu Shan Ya Ya would probably agree out of consideration for her pride, since she was a fox who cared a lot about her image.

"Tail, tail!"

Tu Shan Ya Ya's voice trembled slightly. Among the three sisters, she hid her tail the most well, even using her demonic power to conceal it, because her tail was too sensitive, and her nine tails always attracted strange looks from others.

It's like a person who only has one leg, but you have nine. You're like an oddball. Even if no one says it outright, who would like to be looked at like that?

You bastard, you don't think it's weird that she has nine tails either, do you?

"Yes, Lady Ya Ya, you're not planning to go back on your word, are you? If word gets out, the demons will laugh at you."

Chi Musheng rubbed his hands together impatiently. Nine fluffy white tails—who has ever experienced that before? But he was going to experience it today.

"Touch it if you want"

Tu Shan Ya Ya snorted coldly, took down the Endless Wine Jar behind her, and gulped it down twice. Nine white tails slowly appeared behind her, swaying wildly.

That bastard, if he dares to say a single word of complaint later, I'll smash his dog head in.

Disdain? Absolutely not. Chi Musheng's hands were trembling. Nine tails? He could never even dream of petting a fox with nine tails.

When you stroke it with your palm, the white fur is very soft and smooth, especially the nine tails, which are too many to stroke with both hands.

Tu Shan Ya Ya's face was so red it looked like it could bleed. She didn't dare to look back at Chi Mu Sheng. She could only bite her lip and silently pray that Chi Mu Sheng would finish touching her soon.

It's really a bit unfair to be hungry and still get masturbated.

However, Chi Musheng, who was already hooked on masturbation, was not about to give up. If he didn't masturbate a little longer, he might not be able to masturbate at all in the future.

And so.....................................................................................................

After two hours, Tu Shan Ya Ya was almost burying her head in the ground, completely exhausted.

Chi Musheng clapped her hands and went to the bamboo forest to prepare a meal, humming a little tune happily.

"Knowing when to get your attention is really a headache."

Too much doubt creates unnecessary confusion, leaving only hesitation as an option.

Chi Musheng selected several suitable bamboo stalks, chopped them, soaked glutinous rice in water, added white sugar and honey, and then stuffed the mixture into the bamboo stalks and sealed them.

Place it in a large steamer and steam over high heat until cooked.

While he was cooking the glutinous rice, Chi Musheng slowly walked to Tu Shan Ya Ya's side and poked her, who was still burying her head in the rice.

"Lady Ya Ya, are you planning to bury your head in the sand like an ostrich? Why are you burying your head like that?"

"You bastard, you're the one who burys her head in the sand! Lady Ya Ya isn't!"

Tu Shan Ya Ya's voice still carried a hint of sobbing, as if she had suffered some great injustice.

Chi Musheng glanced at Tu Shan Ya Ya's tail, which she hadn't retracted yet, and was also somewhat puzzled. This silly fox had never cried before, so she couldn't possibly cry just because her tail was touched once.