The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 434 A Qing's Morning
"Whoa-"

The fox's pitiful screams and whimpers woke Ah Qing from her deep sleep. When she opened her eyes, she saw a furry arm resting on her cheek. But upon closer inspection, she was surprised to find that the little fox was squatting on the bed, its body leaning back as if in a tug-of-war, its face full of distress.

Tug of war?

Aqing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that there seemed to be something in her mouth. She opened her mouth and was shocked to find that she had been biting the little fox's finger.

In the instant he came to his senses.

Ah Qing immediately covered the little fox's mouth.

"Shh!" Ah Qing, feeling guilty, glanced around and quickly gestured for Xiao An to lower his voice. She then reached out and gently massaged the little fox's paw, which she had just bitten.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep! It was just a nightmare. Aqing didn't bite Xiao'an's hand. Go to sleep now, and I'll treat you to shrimp dumplings tomorrow morning, okay?"

Ah Qing seemed to have just had a dream, but she couldn't remember the specific details. In the end, she felt something flying around her cheek, but she couldn't get rid of it, so she instinctively bit it.

If Dad finds out that I was biting the little fox's elbow while I was sleeping...

Even if I don't braise my own pork with bamboo sticks, I still have to arrange a crib for the little fox, somewhere along the way, to physically separate Master Fuli from me at night, lest I chew Master Fuli to pieces.
A-Qing looked a little guilty, glanced around, and stroked the little fox, saying, "Don't be afraid, you just had a nightmare. You'll be fine when you wake up. Little fox, go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep."

Ah Qing tried to hypnotize the little fox with a serious expression, but as she kept muttering to herself, she couldn't help but feel sleepy.

"."

An Sheng, whose mouth was covered by A Qing, rolled her eyes at A Qing fiercely.

Do you think I wouldn't know if I was dreaming?

An's paw still hurts!
but.

Since you said you'd add shrimp dumplings to tomorrow's breakfast, An decided to pretend nothing happened and announced no further retaliation. The little fox, resting its head on A-Qing's arm, looked at A-Qing's face, nuzzled her with its mouth, silently said goodnight, and wriggled to adjust its sleeping position before going to sleep.

Nothing was said that night, until eight o'clock in the morning.

When A-Qing woke up, she saw the little fox with its limbs together, lying on her arm. Because it was too relaxed, a little bit of pink tongue was unconsciously sticking out from the front of its mouth.

Seeing this, Ah Qing found it amusing and reached out to poke the little fox's tongue.

An Sheng didn't move, but A Qing pinched him.

"Bah"

The little fox shuddered and withdrew its tongue, as if it were about to wake up at any moment.

"Xiao An, get up! Time to wash up!" A Qing saw him raise her hand, lie on his butt, and pinched it.

"Well"

An Sheng rolled around on the bed twice, stretched lazily, and murmured, "Good morning!"

The little fox yawned, rolled over on the edge of the bed and landed on its limbs on the floor. It strolled towards the dormitory door, hopped up to open it, glanced at the tightly closed bathroom door, and then walked outside.

"Huh? Where are you peeing?"

Stepping into the courtyard, A-Qing's little cousin stood in front of the dried-up flower bed, preparing to urinate. An-Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then let out a series of whimpers.

However, he didn't pay much attention. The flower bed was over ten meters long, so one more person wouldn't be a problem.

"嘤——"

An Sheng found his original spot, stood on the edge of the flower bed covered with ceramic tiles, crossed his hind legs, aimed at the flower bed, and prepared to take a comfortable soak.

but!
Just as An Sheng was about to ejaculate, a hand pressed down on his raised thigh, pushing his leg down.

The urine that was about to gush out was abruptly pulled back as if under pressure.

"???"

An Sheng turned his head with a bewildered look and looked at his cousin A Qing, who hadn't even pulled up his pants yet, and was staring at him with curiosity.

The little fox tried to lift its legs up.

My little cousin raised his hand and pressed his leg down. "."

An Sheng looked at him speechlessly and said with a soft moan, "I advise you to be kind, otherwise, your uncle might use bamboo sticks to stew you like pork!"

But my little cousin seemed very curious about the fox urinating and had no intention of leaving. He even seemed to be looking forward to the little fox lifting its legs, ready to launch another sneak attack.

See this.

The little fox came down from the flower bed and stopped eating.

My little cousin looked disappointed. He stood up and prepared to finish what he hadn't done earlier. He pinched his little cicada pupa, aimed at the flower bed, and sprayed out a pale yellow stream of water.

but!
Master Fuli stood up, a smile on his face, walked behind his little cousin, and pulled up his pants.

My little cousin's pupils dilated in shock. He had no idea how his pants had suddenly been pulled up. Before he could even stop the smooth flow of water, a warm current spread through his crotch.

"Mom! Waaaaah—"

My little cousin hopped sideways with his legs apart as he ran quickly into the house, calling out for his mother.

"I'm absolutely no bad person, I just really need to pee right now."

An Sheng jumped onto the flower bed, raised his hind legs, sprayed water into the flower bed, raised his head, and walked home with a proud look on his face, as if defending his territory.

In the room.

Yu Jingwen looked at her son's soaking wet pants with a dark expression.

My little cousin looked at his mother with a tearful face.

"嘤嘤."

The little fox passed by and went into Ah Qing's house to ask how many baskets of shrimp dumplings they could order later.

"Pepe! Aqing! Let's get ready to go!"

Yu Zhenghong, who had left early in the morning, returned in Old Chen's van and called out in the courtyard.

"Okay, here we come!"

Chen Peipei responded and invited everyone to go out together to have morning tea at the teahouse.

When Uncle Aqing and his wife returned, they drove a sedan, while Yu Jingwen and her husband drove a Trumpchi MVP.

Two seven-seater vehicles, one for men and one for women, headed towards the city center in a grand procession.

An Sheng followed A Qing, sitting in the passenger seat of the Trumpchi M8 driven by Yu Jingwen, and happily leaned out the window to look at the scenery of Changxi Town.

As the festival approaches, some women who have gone out to work or have married return to their parents' home with their families to visit relatives before the Mid-Autumn Festival. All kinds of young, fashionable and beautiful girls of all ages return to the village.

As vehicles gradually entered the city, the number of people on the streets increased significantly. However, it was also noticeable that some shops that were not essential for daily life or were popular during holidays closed early, with shop owners going home to help prepare for the annual reunion festival.

"Ok?"

An Sheng, who was enjoying the festive atmosphere with a happy expression, suddenly paused, her ears twitched, and she looked at A Qing and said, "A Qing, A Qing, open the window, it seems like something has happened outside!"

Because of the sound insulation of the car windows, it may not be very clear to hear things while sitting inside the car.

But An Sheng heard barking dogs coming from all directions, and it must have been just two streets away.

The Paw Patrol is calling on their buddies to bring knives and wrenches; they're going to kill someone in the street.

"Ok?"

Ah Qing opened the car window, listened to the barking of the dog, and paused for a moment before saying:

"like."

"A man and a dog are fighting."

(End of this chapter)