Chapter 52 Chapter 52 Dog hair found on the bed on the wedding night...
There was some strange hair at home, and Hu Miaomiao thought it looked familiar. If she was in fox form, she would have to taste it to see if it was salty or not.
She observed carefully for a long time, looking at the light at the door, and then quietly stretched out her tail to gesture.
Suddenly, an idea came to her: Isn't this the hair of a good dog?
When her buried first love was alive, he would often send her food with dog hair on it, and she would pull out black dog hair from chicken soup and grilled fish every few days.
But the quilt is obviously new, how could there be dog hair from a good dog on it?
Could it be that it got there from some corner?
She quickly tidied up, hid the dog hair under the bed, and glanced at the door guiltily.
If you find your first love's dog hair on your bed on your wedding night, will he or she be angry if he or she finds it?
Hu Miaomiao has a dog hidden in her heart. Even though she married Jun Zechen, she had long wanted to squeeze the dog out of her heart, but she couldn't help herself. She was a scumbag, and it was really difficult for her to do so for the time being.
She sighed softly and lay back on the bed, her tail quietly stretched out in the quilt. After a while, she fell asleep again because of tiredness.
Jun Zechen was washing sheets outside when the wolves came over after hearing the news. He felt annoyed just by looking at them and drove them away coldly, telling them to go back to the demon world and not to affect his life with his sweetheart in the human world.
The wolves were already stunned by his behavior of washing sheets by the water.
You have to know that the hands of their wolf king control the fate of thousands of foxes. He should take up weapons and lead the wolf tribe to wipe out the fox tribe, instead of sitting here doing nothing and being a househusband.
The sun shone on the water, reflecting the figure of a man. He squatted with his tall frame, his slender fingers rubbing the wedding blanket from their wedding day, washing away the muddiness. He wrung it out and hung it on a tree trunk. He wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, his narrow eyes lowered, looking down at every wolf present, a sneer on his lips: "Want a fight before leaving?"
His cold gaze accurately found a grayish-grey mixed-haired wolf in the pack, and his voice was like falling into an ice cellar, "And you, if I hear you trying to kill a fox by sitting on it again, don't blame me for cutting your butt off."
Wolf Three felt a chill on his butt and quickly ran away with his tail between his legs.
The other wolves also got scared and ran away with their tails between their legs, fearing that they would be caught and beaten if they ran a step slower.
All the wolves had left, leaving only Hong Suyan looking around.
Jun Zechen: "What are you waiting for?"
Of course, it’s to say goodbye to the little fox.
Hong Suyan swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth, and said with a strong desire to survive: "Nothing, I wish you a happy marriage."
Turn around and run.
Jun Zechen then withdrew his gaze, looked up at the bed sheet on the tree thoughtfully, and calculated the time for his next meal.
If he had never tasted sweetness before, he wouldn't have to think about it, but as a newlywed, like a wolf who had just started eating meat, he couldn't help but feel uncontrollable excitement.
But the little fox was still too young, not as tough as him, and a little force would leave marks on her skin. Now her body was covered with the sins he had committed, and no matter how beastly he was, he would not ignore her body to satisfy himself.
The Wolf King had lived for hundreds of years, and for the first time he knew what it meant to feel guilty and what it meant to feel indebted.
He went into the water to catch fish himself, then went to the town to buy vegetables and some supplements, and prepared a large table of food at noon.
He came to the bedside. The little fox was feeling unwell and curled up in the quilt. His hands were placed on the quilt obediently, and his little face was buried in the pillow. His black hair was like seaweed, forming a sharp contrast with the quilt, making his face look smaller and more pitiful.
Her eyelashes were drooping, her eyelids were a little swollen, and her delicate lips had bite marks.
It was his fault. He should have let her bite him instead of biting his own lips when she couldn't stand it anymore yesterday.
The man reached out and touched it lightly.
The person in the sleep frowned, groaned uncomfortably, turned over and took a breath of cold air.
Jun Zechen frowned and simply used his magic power to block her sense of pain.
Hu Miaomiao's brows relaxed instantly.
She was sleeping soundly, her face rosy and her nostrils flaring, like a little fox sleeping soundly with its belly basking in the sun. Jun Zechen couldn't bear to disturb her.
But...how can I not eat at mealtime?
He leaned over, leaned close to her ear, and whispered to her to get up.
A beautiful fox tail popped out from under the quilt, slapped his jaw, brushed the furry skin of his neck, and slipped away quietly.
His Adam's apple rolled and he stared at the tail expressionlessly.
The tail and the fox are two different creatures, and it swung provocatively in front of him, completely forgetting how embarrassed it was last night because he had made the fox's fur muddy.
He took a deep breath, raised his hand and stuffed the fox tail back in, sealing it so that it would not come out to hook him in the short term.
Its master can't handle it.
A very annoying big fly appeared in Hu Miaomiao's dream, and she couldn't drive it away no matter how hard she tried. One of them was buzzing around her ear. She swatted it away with its tail, but it came back buzzing after a while.
She was a little annoyed.
"If you buzz again, I'll slap you to death."
In the past, foxes would never be so tough, but nowadays foxes have been spoiled and are as arrogant as a bastard.
She opened her eyes suddenly and saw a handsome face with a faint redness on the lower right side, and a faint red mark could be seen.
"You..." Hu Miaomiao instantly became intimidated.
"I...I domestically abused you?"
On her wedding night, she had flashbacks to her ex and even hit her husband. She instantly lost confidence and her bright eyes dimmed a lot, like a panicked child who had done something wrong.
Jun Zechen was not angry at all. After all, if he didn't want to, how could the fox's tail get close to him?
He hadn't said anything yet, but she was the one feeling so aggrieved.
The soft tail seemed to hit the tip of his heart, making it so soft and numb.
His expression relaxed, and he raised his hand to gently smooth her messy hair. "It's okay, let's eat first."
Didn’t the fox just have his meal?
But the fox would not complain about having too little food. Seeing that the man was really not angry, she got up quickly and found that her butt didn't hurt anymore. She moved in surprise, and suddenly... her face turned red, as if she was sealed, and she dared not move.
Jun Zechen was serving her food. When he turned around and saw her blushing face, he asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Didn't he already block her sense of pain? Could it be that she still felt pain?
Hu Miaomiao hesitated, her eyes wandering, "Well...it seems..."
Under the man's gaze, she glared at him and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Buzz buzz buzz..."
Jun Zechen: “?”
Even if a wolf has good ears, it cannot hear the mosquito talking.
He walked back, packed her up along with the quilt and carried her to the table, let her lie in his arms, and pinched her soft, plump face.
"Louder!"
"But...but is this glorious?" Hu Miaomiao was almost dying of anxiety.
Jun Zechen didn't understand what was going on. Seeing that she was too embarrassed to speak, he turned his head and put his ear to her mouth, urging her, "Go ahead."
Hu Miaomiao climbed onto his shoulders and nervously leaned over, "It's not...clean."
Jun Zechen: “?”
"Ouch!" The little fox hammered at the stubborn boy, then turned away angrily, his gaze fixed on the steaming white soup on the table, and muffled out four words: "It's flowing out."
Jun Zechen: “…”
His big hand around her waist tightened, and for the first time, his expressionless face showed surprise, and his handsome face flushed slightly. He coughed lightly and said, "Let's eat first. I'll help you wash again later."
It was all because of that bad guy. The fox couldn't even enjoy its meals anymore. It would sneak peeks at him awkwardly from time to time, and also try to sense the changes in the demon pill in its body.
It was also when she woke up that she discovered that the demon pill in her abdomen was warm, as if it had absorbed some tonic. Her demonic power was abundant and inexhaustible, which greatly increased her demonic power and was more effective than the demon pill.
Since the demon catcher didn't know she was a demon, Hu Miaomiao didn't dare tell him. She lowered her head silently and let him feed her. Her cheeks were puffy, and the shadow of the little fox could still be vaguely seen through her.
Jun Zechen really enjoyed the process of feeding her. Every time he saw her finish a mouthful of food, he felt a great sense of accomplishment. In the past, he was so numb from killing foxes that even if he won a battle, he didn't feel as happy as he does now.
When Hu Miaomiao stopped eating, he held her and skillfully finished the remaining food.
Then he took her to be cleaned. The process was self-evident. It was a great test for the wolf. He didn't even dare to look around, for fear that he would accidentally do something beastly.
Although Hu Miaomiao no longer felt pain, she still felt other sensations. She buried her face in the man's arms and refused to come out, muttering that he was a jerk.
Afterwards, she took his hand, glaring at him, "You are a demon catcher, more powerful than ordinary people, can you think of a way..."
She gestured and complained, "Your hands are too long, can you cut them shorter?"
Jun Zechen: “…”
He raised his eyelids coldly: "Are you sure it's your hand you want to cut off?"
"Can you cut anything else?" Hu Miaomiao's eyes lit up, and her eyes drifted downward for a moment. Under the man's warning gaze, she turned her head away as if nothing had happened. In fact, both the buzzing sound and his fingers were quite annoying.
That night, Jun Zechen relieved her sense of pain. After all, it was very dangerous to block the sense of pain all the time. She couldn't notice any discomfort, and it would be very dangerous if she got sick.
He massaged her with his broad, warm palms, and soon the fox was humming comfortably and falling asleep beside him.
She was listless the whole day and not as energetic as usual. Jun Zechen thought she was sick. He waited until Hu Miaomiao fell asleep and started to check her. He accurately captured the abnormality of her demon pill.
His brows relaxed, it turned out to be Yuan Yang.
Over the past few hundred years, countless demon women have tried to get close to his bedroom, not just because of his appearance. After all, demons are good-looking, and there are many strong and powerful male demons. However, there are very few with his status and cultivation.
His Yuan Yang, which had not been broken for hundreds of years, was able to match the cultivation of the demon race for twenty years.
How old is the little fox? She has just reached adulthood, but her Yuanyang cultivation is higher than hers. No wonder she can't handle it.
It would have been fine if he hadn't thought about it, but when he thought about the little fox's age, Jun Zechen rubbed his brows and secretly cursed himself for being a beast.
He sighed and covered her abdomen with his hand to dissolve the undigested power.
Hu Miaomiao didn't understand this, she just felt her whole body was unblocked. She rubbed Jun Zechen's chest comfortably and muttered something under her breath.
Jun Zechen paused, pursed his lips, and leaned over with a stern face to eavesdrop.
The little fox must have had a sweet dream, for its lips were curled up, and the two words it murmured were like soft marshmallows, sweet to the heart and melting in the ears.
"Husband..."
At this moment, it seemed as if countless fireworks exploded in her mind, and her chest was surging. Jun Zechen's eyes were dark green, as if locking onto prey, and instantly stared at her face. A pair of black fuzzy wolf ears popped out, standing straight up, and even because they came out too quickly, a few wolf hairs were shaken off.
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