Before Mo Qin's hand could touch the fox's head, the fox turned its head and bit it. Mo Qin pinched the fox's mouth and chuckled:
"You're not good."
"I won't care if the wound opens again."
The fox glared at Mo Qin and bared its teeth. Its sharp white teeth were like blades, and it could tear a person's skin and flesh with just a light bite.
There was no sign of being threatened in that fierce look.
But when Mo Qin let him go, he stopped biting.
He just turned his head and closed his eyes, not wanting to pay any attention to Mo Qin at all.
When Mo Qin reached out to touch him again, he just made a grunting sound to express his dissatisfaction.
Boom boom boom—
There was a knock on the door.
Jiang Yisheng stood outside the door, dressed in green clothes, looking upright and gentle.
His eyes swept over Mo Qin, and seeing that she had changed into clean clothes and had no scratches or bites on her hands, he slowly spoke:
"Junior sister, have you treated the fox's injury? Do you need my help?"
Jiang Yisheng had a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes didn't look around randomly, which made him look like a gentleman.
Mo Qin stood at the door, with no intention of leading him in to see:
"It's been taken care of."
It’s just a fox. If you don’t let me treat the wound, the worst that can happen is I’ll just kill the fox!
Jiang Yisheng nodded, "That's good, let's go downstairs to eat after we're done."
The fox is not important. He mainly wants to see if Mo Qin has calmed down.
Yao Yao was still waiting downstairs, but Jiang Yisheng didn't say anything, fearing that Mo Qin would be unhappy if she heard it.
Mo Qin did not have lunch. She turned her head to look at the fox who was still curled up on the table, then turned around and carried him to the bed.
Before leaving, he did not forget to threaten him:
"If you run away, I won't look for you anymore."
The fox turned its head towards Mo Qin and just moved its ears when it heard what was said, and it was unknown whether it heard it or not.
After Mo Qin followed Jiang Yisheng out, the fox slowly opened its eyes and looked towards the door.
He looked down at the fine cloth wrapped around his abdomen and hooked it with his claws. The wound was well treated and bandaged beautifully.
But thinking back to when Mo Qin grabbed him and cleaned him up...
He narrowed his eyes, a hint of danger flashing in them.
He looked at the half-open window, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to continue sleeping on the bed.
Anyway, she doesn't know that she is a monster. When I recover from my injuries and go my separate ways, she won't recognize me when we meet again.
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It was not until the sky was gray that Mo Qin came back, bringing with her a boiled chicken.
Mo Qin placed the chicken on the table, turned around and dug out the fox from the bed, then pointed at the chicken on the table and said:
"Eat it."
The fox poked its head out and sniffed, but before it could take a bite, a lot of people came in from outside.
They carried hot water and poured it into the wooden barrel behind the screen in the house.
Mo Qin stood by the table, reaching out to touch the fox again, and casually gave him a name:
"You can just call me Xiaobai for now."
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The fox was not even in a hurry to eat the chicken. He turned around and glared at Mo Qin, obviously dissatisfied with the name.
Who allowed her to pick a random name?
Temporarily? Could it be that she still planned to abandon the child...
Humans really can't be trusted.
Xiaobai turned his head to avoid Mo Qin's hand, ignored her and started eating.
Soon, the bath water was ready, and the waiter asked before leaving:
"Girl, the bath water is ready. Do you need me to find a maid to serve you?"
Mo Qin waved her hand to indicate that she didn't need it.
The little fox was not big, but he was a big eater. He finished the whole chicken very quickly and even felt that he was not full.
He turned his head and looked at the person taking a bath behind the screen.
The outline of a girl was vaguely visible behind a screen painted with a landscape. She had her back to the screen, and the fox could only see the back of her head and a small part of her shoulders.
The rest is invisible.
The fox looked at it for a few seconds and then turned its head away without interest. Its ears kept shaking, as if to drive away the annoying sound of water that filled its ears.
Mo Qin had just finished taking a shower and was wearing light blue pajamas. Her waist-length hair hung down behind her, with drops of water dripping from the ends of her hair from time to time.
There was a plate of chicken bones on the table, and the fox was curled up across from the plate.
I don’t know if it’s because he’s lazy or if he’s really injured and can’t move.
Mo Qin wiped his hair briefly to prevent it from dripping.
She grabbed the fox from the table and plucked a handful:
"You're quite a eater."
The fox was not big, not even much bigger than the chicken, but he ate it all and his stomach didn't even swell up at all.
Mo Qin felt a little melancholy.
It’s too early to say that. It seems she can’t afford to keep the child. Is it too late to throw him away now?
Forget it, I'll throw it away when I can't afford it anymore.
At night, the fox, which had been sleeping soundly, quietly opened its eyes.
He walked from the bed to Mo Qin's side and stopped beside her hand that was exposed outside the quilt.
After confirming that Mo Qin was really asleep, the fox lowered his body and sniffed Mo Qin's wrist.
A sweet smell filled the nose. The fox licked the exposed white wrist with the tip of its tongue, and its fangs gently pressed against the girl's delicate skin.
With a little force, blood beads rushed out.
After a moment, the fox licked its lips with satisfaction, and then licked the blood off Mo Qin's wrist.
The four tiny blood holes also disappeared.
After secretly doing this, the fox returned to the bed, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.
He smelled it when Mo Qin approached him during the day.
Mo Qin has a very pleasant smell.
Her blood is very nourishing, and staying with her will help him recover from his injuries.
Mo Qin approached him again, and he reluctantly agreed.
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The next day, when Mo Qin woke up, it was almost noon.
Outside the door, Jiang Yisheng knocked rhythmically.
Seeing that Mo Qin's hair was still disheveled and she was only wearing a shirt, Jiang Yisheng was stunned for a moment, then said gently:
"Junior sister, did you have a good rest last night? I thought you went out again."
Mo Qin planned to get up early and go out, but somehow she managed to sleep until now.
If Jiang Yisheng hadn't been knocking on the door persistently, she wouldn't know how long she would have fallen asleep.
Jiang Yisheng smiled and said, "I think I was tired yesterday. It would be better to sleep a little longer. I might be busy until very late tonight."
“…”
The two of them exchanged a few words before Jiang Yisheng left.
Mo Qin closed the door and set his sights on the fox who was still curled up beside the bed.
The fox seemed to have sensed something. He shook his ears, opened his eyes and met Mo Qin's gaze. He glanced at her and then looked away, as if to say, "I know nothing."
Mo Qin was not in a hurry to wash up. She grabbed the fox, pulled aside the fine cloth to look at the wounds on his body, and changed the bandages.
The fox struggled symbolically, but in the end could only use its tail to cover its vital parts to preserve its last dignity.
After one night, his injuries were almost healed.
I don't know if it's because the medicine is too effective, or because his self-healing ability is too strong...
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