About half an hour ago.

Dongli Cottage.

In the north room, in front of the bookshelf in the corner.

A wounded little fox demon was curled up and leaning against the bookshelf, hugging his knees with one hand and covering his mouth with the other, sobbing silently.

At this moment, there was a slight sound and the door was pushed open from the outside.

At the door, a slender figure in white appeared, paused for a moment, and walked into the house.

"Silly girl, why are you crying?"

A very familiar voice that Su Xiaoxiao had heard in her dream last night suddenly sounded.

Her body swayed and trembled violently in the strong wind like a piece of torn window paper.

The next second, the little fox demon shrank back tremblingly, but did not dare to look back.

At this time, Zhao Rong, wearing a white gown, walked to the bookshelf.

On the way, he looked around the circle room and found no suspicious signs of what happened in the Shura Field, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Rong walked up to the squatting little fox demon, squatted down face to face with her.

"Silly girl, stop crying. Who bullied you?"

As he spoke, he glanced at a book on the ground next to him that seemed to have fallen from a bookshelf and was spread out, and a corner of a letter was sticking out from between the pages.

Looks a little familiar... someone muttered to himself.

Facing the newcomer and the familiar face so close to her, Su Xiaoxiao's body trembled subconsciously, and then she leaned back.

At this moment, she supported herself on the ground with one hand and covered her mouth with the other hand to suppress her whimpering sounds.

The pair of originally cute and charming fox eyes were now red and swollen from crying.

The little fox demon from Qiantang Mountain trembled with her shoulders, widened her eyes, covered her mouth and stared at Zhao Rong without answering.

She just stared blankly at the face of the villain in front of her that had been lingering in her dreams for months.

Zhao Rong felt a little helpless when he saw that this silly girl was being silly and silent again.

After experiencing the somewhat unexpected welcoming ceremony outside Hanjing City a few days ago, he had been exhausted in the past few days dealing with various forces in Hanjing to prepare for the Fengshan ceremony.

Well, the most important thing is the young woman in a phoenix robe sitting on the dragon throne at the highest point of Dali. Dealing with her is a bit exhausting... In addition, there are some other things about cultivation that have kept him busy for several days. Now he has to take time out to go back to the academy to handle some important matters. He has been bumpy on the Yunhai ferry for half a day and a night, but why did he encounter these things as soon as he came back?

But... I'm glad I'm back.

It’s okay for a man to be tired and suffer a little, as long as the red flag is flying at home and the colorful flags are fluttering outside... Zhao Rong pouted in self-mockery.

At this moment, looking at the pair of fox eyes that were red and swollen from crying and made him feel distressed, Zhao Rong leaned over, stared at Su Xiaoxiao, and said seriously:

"Xiao Xiao, what happened? Tell me first. Who bullied you? Uh, it can't be me, right? Well, tell me what it is first, and then... listen to my explanation."

Someone spoke in a serious tone, but the smiling little fox demon who used to be easily amused by her lover was not easily amused this time.

Seeing that Su Xiaoxiao still didn't say anything and was still looking at him in a daze, Zhao Rong pursed his lips, then slightly glanced to the side and gently opened the miscellaneous books on the ground next to him.

As the letter came into view, a familiar faint orchid fragrance wafted into his nose again. The young student squatting next to the injured little fox demon couldn't help but slap his forehead.

The case has been solved. Thank you so much, Zhu Yourong.

No, why do you write a letter that smells so good?

At this moment, Zhao Rong calmly put the letter back into the diary, then stood up suddenly with the book in his hand.

Su Xiaoxiao's fox eyes were red and swollen, and the two lines of tears gradually stopped flowing, as if she could no longer squeeze out tears. Her two little shoulders were shaking as she hiccupped. She covered her mouth and followed his movements with a dazed look.

Zhao Rong was tall and thin. He raised his hand slightly and stuffed the book that seemed to have caused the trouble back into the empty space at the top of the bookshelf. He did all this in front of Su Xiaoxiao.

"Wow, wow, wow..." A certain little fox demon cried even harder, but all his tears had already run dry and he could only choke and cry dryly, hiccuping loudly.

Her hoarse, nasal voice was filled with extreme grievance, self-pity and the sadness of having given her lover the wrong way.

Su Xiaoxiao burst into tears and couldn't cover her mouth with her hands anymore.

“Wow, wow, wow—!”

She suddenly lowered her head and never wanted to see him again.

Zhao Rong clapped his hands with a normal expression, continued to squat, and shamelessly moved his head closer to Su Xiaoxiao, trying to take a look at her buried little face.

He even nudged her with his forehead.

Like a little pig digging for water and cabbage.

The next second, the situation between the two people under the bookshelf suddenly changed.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly pulled her hand away and pushed him hard.

Zhao Rong suddenly grabbed her two small hands with his big hands, leaned forward with his tall body, and hugged Su Xiaoxiao tightly in his arms.

The little fox demon didn't react in time and subconsciously struggled hard, twisting its little body.

Zhao Rong is no longer the weak scholar he used to be. Especially in the past few days, he has made a breakthrough, so he is stronger than her and immediately hugs Su Xiaoxiao completely.

The little fox demon's soft little chest was pressed tightly against Zhao Rong's strong chest, without a single gap.

Faces were also pressed against faces, noses against noses.

Their foreheads collided with each other with a slight noise.

The other person's nose was right in front of me, and his breath was blowing in my face.

It all happened in a flash.

By the time Su Xiaoxiao reacted, he had already half-fallen her onto the floor under the bookshelf and was hugging her tightly.

She bit her lip and tried to push Zhao Rong away with her hands, struggling hard.

Zhao Rong tied her hands behind her back and held her tightly.

But this time the little fox demon was surprisingly disobedient, unlike her usual temper tantrums.

She bumped her forehead against Zhao Rong's, and even got so anxious that she made a sound and tried to bite his nose.

However, the next second, Zhao Rong did something that Su Xiaoxiao never expected.

Next to the window illuminated by the bright morning sunshine, on the ground where the legs of a bookshelf were knocked and shaky, a young scholar was half pressing and half hugging a girl with bared teeth and fox eyes. He suddenly bent down and kissed her.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Just like a stuck picture, Su Xiaoxiao's expression was frozen in the previous second.

Zhao Rong kissed her hard.

Su Xiaoxiao trembled all over, wondering how could she have met such an enemy and bad guy in her life and was bullied to death by him.

Her eyelashes trembled, and the next moment, her sharp teeth bit down.

Bite Zhao Rong's lips.

How could this bad guy bully her?

She'll bite!

It’s like he wants to bite back all the grievances.

However, when the little fox demon felt the taste of rust in his mouth, his taste of rust.

Zhao Rong was still kissing her passionately, with no sign of letting go, and he let her bite him as she pleased.

The air between the two people hugging each other was quiet for a while.

Su Xiaoxiao bit it again in anger.

Zhao Rong responded with a passionate kiss.

Kiss her hard.

Under the bookshelf, two people fell to the ground and hugged each other, struggling endlessly.

Time passes by every second.

During this time, Su Xiaoxiao hit his forehead with all her strength, pushed his chest with all her strength, beat his head, and kicked his stomach.

But it was of no avail.

Zhao Rong continued to kiss her painfully.

Even later on, he let go of her hands, but Su Xiaoxiao still kicked and punched her.

It seemed that as long as I was in his arms and allowed him to kiss me, it would be enough.

Feeling so helpless, the little fox demon gradually began to lose power.

Slowly.

The little fox demon closed its eyes and its struggling movements slowly stopped.

The house began to fall silent.

Only the four soft lips of two people were continuing some ancient ritual, conveying each other's warm affection and unexpressible words.

It also replaces words, such as 'I like you'.

Sometimes, no matter how many words, explanations, or efforts lovers put in, they are not as good as a long kiss.

Even if a certain little fox demon denies it, this is actually what she needs most at this moment...

After Su Xiaoxiao gave up struggling, her hands, which had naturally hung down, were quietly raised at a certain moment, and she began to hug the scoundrel in her arms.

But the two little hands hugged this bully and oppressor tighter and tighter.

Soon, under the bookshelf.

This couple, who had been separated for a long time, had their lips swollen and red and their mouths numb from kissing each other, but Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao had no intention of letting go.

This passionate kiss was very long.

The two of them were breathing rapidly, their nostrils were hot, and they could only breathe in and out through the gaps at the corners of their lips while drinking honey water to restore some strength. Then they fought hard to return to the field again and started another round of fighting.

Zhao Rong felt that the rusty smell from the bleeding wounds in the honey water seemed to be much less, because a hardworking and cute little bee was beginning to repair the wounds she created. The little bee was mending the teeth marks that made her feel distressed bit by bit, like a docile lioness cleaning and caring for the wounds of a returning male lion, licking them carefully and swallowing all the blood that spilled.

Time flows quietly.

At some point.

Zhao Rong noticed that the silly girl's face looked a little flushed, and worried that she might be having trouble breathing, he moved his head back slightly.

So the two cups that were pouring honey water into each other separated.

"Gently...gently." Su Xiaoxiao panted softly.

Zhao Rong, who was used to studying how to knead dough while drinking water, realized that his movements were a little too light or too heavy.

So he quickly withdrew his hand and patted her thin back.

He coughed, then suddenly leaned close to the little fox demon's ear and whispered softly, "You've gained weight."

With his arms around her neck and her hair rubbing against his, Su Xiaoxiao shyly lowered her head and leaned against his shoulder.

Her petite body was still trembling slightly, and she was filled with sadness and crying. After all the ordeal she had just gone through and Zhao Rong's mischief, she looked haggard.

Su Xiaoxiao's cute side-tied hair was scattered in disarray, and the light makeup on her face was all smudged by her tears. Her nose was red, and her pink lips were also a little swollen and pouty, with faint bloodstains and teeth marks at the corners of her lips.

“No…no.”

She looked weak and exhausted, her voice and body were soft and tender, and she curled up in Zhao Rong's arms, which was so pitiful that people would want to rub her into their bodies and love her well.

However, only Zhao Rong could see Su Xiaoxiao like this.

Fox spirits are sentimental. Some are promiscuous, while others are infatuated. Unfortunately, she is the latter. In this life, she will only suffer from this kind of emotional pain for him, and she has become so haggard.

"No? I don't believe it. Well, check it carefully for me..." Zhao Rong pretended to be suspicious, teased her, and blinked.

But Su Xiaoxiao was anxious. She raised her head, held his face with her hands, and said with a wronged look but a stubborn tone:

"I'm not fat. I think about you and miss you every day. I feel that the taste of life and food is not as good as before. You can't talk nonsense and joke about me being fat. Xiaoxiao didn't eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks alone without your knowledge. I... I... I think about you every day. You are in many of my dreams. Zhao Lang, if you don't believe me, look at this belt. I tie it every day, but the more I tie it, the longer the belt becomes. Xiaoxiao is not fat, wuwuwu..."

Su Xiaoxiao spoke seriously, but fearing that the unfaithful man might not believe her, she reached out to untie the belt around her slender waist, her voice sounding like tears.

Zhao Rong suddenly reached out and held her hand as she tried to untie her belt, stopping her. Then he pulled her into his arms again, hugged her gently, and squinted his eyes as he said:

"Don't cry."

"Wuwuwu, not fat...wuwu..."

"I said, don't cry." Zhao Rong's tone was a little heavier this time.

"Wuwuwu..." Su Xiaoxiao covered her mouth with the back of her hand to stop crying, but her eyes, swollen and tender, stared at him with a look of sorrow and resentment. You...how can you be so overbearing?

Zhao Rong went even further and said:

“I said, you are mine, and I will bully you for the rest of my life.

"I will bully you every day in the future, don't even think about running away, so hurry up and get used to it, don't cry, and don't hurt yourself, this is my Zhao Ziyu's thing, well, take good care of it for me, feed it your favorite food every day, wear the most beautiful clothes, live happily, keep it plump, and don't let it get skinny again...

"You have to be obedient, understand? If you dare to cry or disobey again, I will punish you according to the family rules."

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned.

The expression on her little face was a little dazed and silly, her mouth slightly open, looking up at him who was being unreasonable.

"Do you understand?" Zhao Rongyang asked fiercely.

“I…I understand.”

Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head to look at him and replied in a daze.

Then, she silently leaned forward, gently hugged the bad guy in front of her, and said softly: "Then you must let me know clearly how you bullied me. Let Xiaoxiao know clearly how you were bullied. I...I don't want to be a fool."

After these words were spoken, the atmosphere between the two of them was silent for a moment.

Su Xiaoxiao hugged his waist quietly.

Zhao Rong reached out and touched her little head.

What a fool you are.

He whispered to himself and glanced at the book he had just put back on the bookshelf.

"Walk."

Zhao Rong suddenly said, taking Su Xiaoxiao's hand and pulling her up.

He straightened Su Xiaoxiao's messy clothes, then held half of her face and wiped her red and swollen eyelids with his thumb.

"Where are we going?" the little fox demon was stunned.

Zhao Rong led her and walked straight out the door, chuckling:

"I'll take you to see her."

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