This was their second meeting, and Yi Mu was even more disheveled than the first time.

It couldn't even maintain its original form, shrinking directly to the size of an infant, lying unconscious in Yan Shengzhou's arms.

"Second Young Master, this..." Yan Sheng watched as Yan Shengzhou carried the white fox back into the car, hesitating to speak.

Yan Shengzhou said succinctly, "Let's go."

Yan Sheng had nothing more to say, and the car continued on its way.

Leng Jia has calmed down. Her family is special. Her grandmother and ancestors before her were all demon hunters. By her father's generation, there are few children who have inherited the profession.

When it came to her, no one was interested in exorcising demons.

From a young age, her grandmother would tell her stories of how her ancestors had vanquished demons as bedtime stories. After a brief period of panic, Leng Jia's values ​​were not shaken.

She hadn't even noticed when Yan Shengzhou disappeared. This man must have very strong spiritual power.

On the way back, the car was quiet. Leng Jia didn't ask any questions, and Yan Shengzhou didn't offer any explanation.

When the car arrived at the Leng family's gate, Yan Shengzhou politely got out to see her off.

"I will definitely prepare a gift and visit you on your birthday."

Leng Jia invited Yan Shengzhou to her home for a cup of tea to warm up, but Yan Shengzhou declined.

"I have some things to take care of, so I won't bother you any longer. It's cold outside, Miss Leng, please go inside quickly. Good night."

After hearing this, Leng Jia could only leave with her head down in disappointment.

Yan Shengzhou lives in a seaside villa that Yan Shengchao bought before. Few people know about this villa, which is surrounded by the boundless sea and is very quiet.

Yan Shengchao had been with Yi Mu for a long time, so the villa had been vacant for a long time, and only recently has it become more popular.

Yan Shengzhou told Yan Sheng to go back, and as he hesitated, he stared at him with a half-smile, "What, are you afraid I'll eat this child?"

Yan Sheng knew his temper; he was a man of his word, and any further discussion would only annoy him.

Before he left, he gave a word of advice: "He is the eldest young master's most precious person. He would never dare to scold him. Second young master, take it easy on him."

Yan Shengzhou washed the little fox in warm water, wrapped it in a large towel, and then dried it with a hairdryer.

Touching the fox's fluffy, warm fur, he, like a pervert, bent down, hugged the fox's belly tightly, and took a deep breath. It smelled so good!

He knew she was a vixen the moment they met.

Other vixens reek of sexiness, but he has a pleasant fragrance, not from perfume, but a pure, natural scent emanating from his very bones.

If Yi Mu weren't the boss's man, Young Master Yan could have taken care of him on the spot.

This is the second time; the Imur has come knocking on our door for the second time.

Such a good prey, so soft and fragrant to hold in your arms, yet you can't eat it.

Yan Shengzhou was incredibly hungry. He told himself that if the little fox appeared in front of him again, he would risk falling out with his boss to eat the delicious little fox.

Yan Shengzhou used the little fox as a pillow, planning to return it the next morning.

He was afraid of the dark since he was a child, a condition he developed after being thrown into the Demon Cave. He needs to hug something soft and fluffy before he can sleep soundly.

Strictly speaking, the little fox is not a qualified body pillow.

This fox is chubby, with lots of fur and little meat, but this substandard pillow allowed the second young master, who suffers from mild insomnia, to sleep soundly until dawn, without even noticing when the mask on his face was removed.

Yi Mu was not seriously injured last night. He was mainly affected by the black mist. His body instinctively sensed danger and turned into its original form.

He then hit the front of the car and was knocked unconscious.

He transformed into human form at dawn and found himself nestled in the arms of a strange man, nearly killing him to cover it up.

Later, upon discovering that the man was a masked man, and recalling that familiar feeling, she swiftly removed the mask from the man's face.

Beneath the mask was the handsome face he had imagined; apart from being pale, it looked exactly like Yan Shengchao's.

Yi Mu was enraged. He straddled the man and slapped him across the man's handsome face with both hands.

"Yan Shengchao, you fucking lied to me!"