The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 661 The fox has grown up and is now carrying people on its back.
"Show your muscles! For the right to choose a mate! We will never lose to a fox!"

The boy, being pushed home by An Sheng, had a fluctuating expression as he sat in the wheelchair. Finally, he gritted his teeth, slammed his arms heavily on the armrests of the wheelchair, and flew into the air.

Under An Sheng's dumbfounded gaze, the boy pounced to the ground, propped himself up on his arms, and swung his arms rapidly as he ran towards the boys' dormitory.

"Fuck."

"I saw you were down on your luck and offered you something to eat. How could that have anything to do with your right to choose a spouse?"

An Sheng stared at the scene speechlessly, then looked at the empty wheelchair and muttered, "Fine, I have to return it. If you want a girlfriend, bring me a roast chicken tonight. It's not like we can't date."

The wish list contains many matchmaking services, including handsome men and beautiful women. However, An Sheng considers that this may involve high after-sales costs, so she only helps people find a match when the conditions are completely nested and locked in.

As for how they arranged the match.

An Sheng actually prefers to trap people in sacks, creating unforgettable moments for both men and women.

An Sheng pushed the wheelchair to the dormitory manager's office, preparing to go home, when she overheard the boy chatting idly and nonsensically while walking down the street. An Sheng was speechless.

"Brother Bo, I'm broke at the end of the month. Do you have any cigarettes left? Can I borrow two packs? I'll pay you back a carton of slim Tianye cigarettes next month, how about that?" The boy lying on the lawn of the boys' dormitory asked with a long sigh.

"Shh, don't bother me. I'm thinking of rolling up some chicken feathers and lighting them to see if they smoke." The boy named Bo Ge said to his roommate with a black line on his face.

"Borrow, borrow, borrow? I'll lend you my ass. It's like nobody has any money left over after the National Day holiday."

Can't you see I'm applying for disaster relief funds?
"That thing can smoke?" The boy was taken aback, glancing at everyone's crotches with a subtle expression.

"My knowledge tells me that only leaves from the Solanaceae family can curl, right? Like keratin or something?"

Bo rolled his eyes, too lazy to even comment on his silly roommate's bizarre thought process.

I was afraid that if we continued the discussion, that idiot would actually start experimenting and end up burning the chicken feathers.

"Luckily, I live in the girls' dormitory." An Sheng lay in the bushes and peered for a moment, his face full of amazement, before shaking his head and walking into the girls' dormitory.

"Ah Qing, I'm back—"

An Sheng took the elevator back to the dormitory entrance and entered the room through the gap in the window sill.

Wow—amazing! So fair and tender!

But as soon as An Sheng entered the dormitory, she saw A Qing and the others gathered around the washbasin on the balcony, holding up their phones and filming something, while exclaiming in surprise.

"But, Ah Qing, don't you feel that this thing is a little ridiculously big?" Mo Mo used the rangefinder built into her phone camera to measure the object on the sink, and complained to Ah Qing with a slightly subtle expression.

"Most things are only two or three centimeters long, but this thing, when measured with a measuring instrument, is a full nine centimeters long."

“It’s normal for species in the south to be larger,” A-Qing said to Mo-Mo after a moment of thought.

"what?"

An Sheng looked puzzled, climbed up A Qing's wide-legged jeans to her shoulder, and stared wide-eyed at the washbasin.

The black-breasted cockroach lay on the sink, panting. Its body was a strange color, ranging from milky white to shiny, with a slightly translucent quality. Beside it was a black carapace that had just molted.

Cockroaches belong to the arthropods, and all arthropods go through a molting stage during their development.

Just like a crab molting, the exoskeleton of arthropods hinders their development, so they need to shed the outer shell that hinders development to enter a new cycle.

The black-breasted cockroach living on the small tea tree was so fat and strong due to the abundance of nutrients that it had no choice but to shed its unsuitable exoskeleton. The black-breasted cockroach was molting, and what crawled out of the black shell was white and tender, with a faint pinkish tinge on its abdomen, and its tentacles were translucent.

Everyone in the dorm knows that there's a cockroach in our neighbor's room on the balcony.

The two sides have always kept to themselves. The cockroaches live on the tea trees on the balcony and never enter the dormitory or climb onto human beds to defecate. In addition, they are responsible for the security work of beating up the intruding cockroaches.

The dormitory provides food and shelter, and humans and insects agree to a non-harm agreement.

Meanwhile, the neighbors were shedding their skin, and Ah Qing and the others, who had never seen such a sight before, all ran over.

The little tea tree stood guard nearby, afraid that a silly bird would fly in from outside the balcony and snatch away its good partner.

When a cockroach molts, its defense and strength attributes are at their lowest, representing the lowest point in its life.

"You guys are so bored, gathering in a group to go to the balcony to spy on cockroaches changing clothes."

An Sheng looked at A Qing speechlessly, raised his mouth and poked her head.

"Never seen one before!" Ah Qing turned her head, nuzzled the fox's neck, and said with a grin.

"If you throw cockroaches the size of your palm into a lake to bait the water, I wonder how big the fish you could catch! The fishing guys would be drooling over them."

Ah Qing petted the fox, turned around to wash her hands, went back to her dormitory, took out a wet wipe, wiped the little fox's paws, and prepared to peel two tea eggs for him to eat later.

"Huh? What is this?"

While stroking the little fox's fur, Ah Qing felt a hard object on the fox's bottom. She reached out, grasped the object, and pulled it out, revealing a small piece of wood.

The wood is smooth all over, about two centimeters thick, as if it had been dried in the sun, and the growth rings on it are even hard to the touch.

"Oh! You're out playing and hiding snacks!" Ah Qing teased Xiao An.

Foxes grow long fur in winter. Canine fur is usually double-layered, so it's not surprising that they sometimes carry small treats with them in winter.

“That thing wasn’t for you.” An Sheng noticed that A Qing had taken the wood from the fur, so he turned around, reached out his fox paw, and hooked the wood back.

An Sheng broke this thing off a branch of the treasure tree when no one was looking.

Although the quantity is small, it should be enough for grinding into powder and sprinkling on tea leaves as a flavoring.

With the provincial tea competition just around the corner, An Sheng was working very hard to prepare his tea for the competition.

If the judges don't award me a big prize, I'll put some kind of magic potion in their teacups so they can all fly.

"Stingy!"

Watching the little fox carry the piece of wood to the balcony as if it were a precious treasure, and place it in the new flowerpot, Ah Qing couldn't help but show a look of both amusement and exasperation:

"The little fox has grown up quite a bit; it's even learned to sneak around and hide things from people."

"Holy crap! Ah Qing Fox is grafting cuttings!" When Mo Mo saw the fox hanging a log near the tea tree, she immediately looked shocked and raised her phone to record the video, trying to document her junior, the fox, from the agricultural college doing plant research.

An Sheng rolled her eyes and didn't want to pay any attention to the fussing Mo Mo.

"Don't talk nonsense. I didn't do any of those things. That little tea tree is a Tulip tea tree, an artificially cultivated tea tree. I don't have that kind of free time."

(End of this chapter)