When Mo Qin got up the next morning, he saw the fox squatting alone on the corner of the bed.
Hearing the noise, he didn't raise his head to take a look. He just shook his ears uncontrollably and curled himself up tighter.
The sky outside was not completely bright yet, only a few beams of morning light illuminated the blue of the sky deeper and deeper.
Mo Qin cleaned herself up, changed her clothes, and then turned to the bed to poke the fox.
Under the fluffy and gorgeous white hair, he had a strong and lean body, and he shrank back when he was poked.
Mo Qin leaned on his elbows, half lying on the bed, and asked him:
"What's wrong with you? If you don't say anything, how do I know what you want to do?"
Just like before, talking in a dream.
The fox raised his head and looked at Mo Qin intently with his fox eyes.
Mo Qin couldn't understand what he meant.
The fox slowly stood up and shook his sleeping fur into fluffy form.
Then he pounced, like a hunter, and pressed Mo Qin under his claws. He accurately used his claws to open the collar and bit down on her collarbone, which was as white and flawless as warm jade.
Mo Qin was in pain and subconsciously grabbed the culprit, trying to get him away.
The fox's small tongue scraped across Mo Qin's skin, licking the blood seeping from the tooth marks into his mouth.
Without warning, Feng Jun transformed into a human form, with dark hair, snowy skin, and red clothes. He was no different from what he had seen in his dream before. Mo Qin was briefly surprised.
Feng Jun was propped up on top of Mo Qin, his dark hair sliding down and scattered on the couch, stacked with Mo Qin's hair.
He also had a pair of fox ears on his head, which shook in confusion.
Feng Jun's beautiful pupils reflected Mo Qin's face. The corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, he grabbed Mo Qin's hand and held it down, then lowered his head.
He bit the bit of fabric and opened the collar like petals, completely exposing the collarbone with small teeth marks.
Continue what you just left unfinished.
The pointed teeth hit the skin, sharp and itchy, penetrating into the bone marrow and spreading deeper.
It pierced the skin and oozed blood.
He deliberately slowed down his movements, not knowing who he wanted to torture.
Mo Qin looked at the plain bed curtains, then lowered his gaze and saw the fox ears that were trembling on the top of Feng Jun's head.
The fox ears are still there, but the clothes are not forgotten.
Dong Dong Dong—
A crisp knock on the door suddenly sounded, and Jiang Yisheng's voice came from outside the door.
"Junior sister, are you there?"
Mo Qin clearly felt Feng Jun pause.
Feng Jun moved away from his collarbone and looked at Mo Qin. He licked his gorgeous red lips, lowered his body and came closer, with a little teasing in his eyes.
"Does your good senior brother know that you, just across the door, are being pinned down on the couch by a fox demon?"
Mo Qin struggled to free her wrist, but Feng Jun pressed her hard. She sighed softly, "What does it have to do with him?"
There was another knock on the door, and Jiang Yisheng was sure that Mo Qin was in the room.
Feng Jun's eyes darkened slightly and he laughed.
"You are really bad."
Mo Qin: "?"
Feng Jun let go of his hand, turned over and sat cross-legged on the couch, his tail wagging boredly behind him.
A vixen in a red robe sat on her bed.
Feng Jun watched Mo Qin get up from the bed and put on her clothes. What just happened didn't seem to have any impact on her at all.
Just like the little fox had bitten her wrist without any pain.
The wound healed, and only a few drops of blood were lost.
Humans are ruthless and passionate animals.
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Jiang Yisheng stood outside the door, wearing an azure robe and a high ponytail tied behind his head, looking high-spirited.
When he saw Mo Qin, he was slightly startled, his eyes lingering on her not-so-neat hair style for a moment.
"In that matter, I was abrupt. I should have asked you what you meant before..."
He didn't say the next words directly, but changed his voice:
"Master wants us to wait for Master Song Tan to come back before taking action together, but I want us to act first. Master Song Tan will meet us directly at the destination."
Jiang Yisheng had already heard about the mission from the leader.
Uncle Song Tan doesn't know when he will come back. It is somewhat inconvenient to move with him.
"Where are you going?"
"Imperial City."
Not long ago, the Imperial City sent a letter of authorization. The contents were all trivial matters. I hope they can send disciples to help investigate.
At first, the headmaster thought of sending a few random disciples over to take a look.
Jiang Yisheng is his apprentice, which can not only show his attention, but also give Jiang Yisheng insight and solve the problem, killing three birds with one stone.
But now it turns out that there is something fishy about this matter. There might be something dangerous lurking in the imperial city.
Mo Qin was not surprised, "Okay."
Jiang Yisheng breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll go tell Master."
After speaking, Jiang Yisheng's hopeful eyes fell on Mo Qin's face. He hoped that Mo Qin could say something.
Ask him why he left early, or questions related to getting married.
Jiang Yisheng may want to explain, or hope to get feedback from Mo Qin, that she likes him, that she is willing to stand behind him unconditionally, and other reassurances.
Mo Qin asked, "Do you have anything else?"
The light in Jiang Yisheng's eyes dimmed, "No, it's okay."
After thinking again and again, he took the initiative to speak, and his words were pale, "Yao Yao, I just treat her as a younger sister, just like you... my junior brother and sister in the sect."
Mo Qin looked at him without saying a word.
Jiang Yisheng suddenly couldn't explain anymore and ran away.
In one breath, he ran into the forest where he was practicing swordplay in the back mountain. Yao Yao's figure suddenly appeared in the forest, and she was smiling at him.
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Mo Qin looked at Jiang Yisheng's hurried away figure with some confusion.
"Everyone has gone far away, why are you still watching?"
Feng Jun's smiling voice came from behind.
Mo Qin turned his head and saw Feng Jun sitting at the table, taking a cup and drinking tea. His ears and tail were gone.
Mo Qin slammed the door. The sun had climbed up the mountain, and the light golden sunlight penetrated through the cracks in the door and sprinkled on the ground.
If this was seen by others, she wouldn't be able to explain it clearly.
"Change back."
Feng Jun turned his head slightly to look at her, the corners of his mouth raised, but what he said was very rebellious.
"I don't."
If he said he would not go back, he would not go back. Feng Jun drank tea slowly and felt very confident.
Mo Qin: "..."
Okay, I won’t go back, as long as I don’t run around.
Mo Qin rearranged his appearance and saw in the mirror the tooth marks still on his collarbone. The wound was still there but not bleeding.
She walked up to Feng Jun, pulled up her collar, pointed at the wound and said:
"Help me eliminate it."
Feng Jun tilted his head and looked at the neat and ambiguous teeth marks on his collarbone.
"you sure?"
"Um."
The neckline is well covered, just in case you are accidentally seen...
Feng Jun grabbed Mo Qin's slender waist and lowered his head to touch it.
Like a small animal licking its wounds, slowly and repeatedly.
Mo Qin held Feng Jun's hand and grasped the clothes on his shoulders.
After the wet itching left, Feng Jun raised his head and looked at her, and Mo Qin saw a trace of a bad smile in his eyes.
