"This fox is like a dog," Bao Li grumbled quietly, "only loyal to one master…" She hastily drew back the offending appendage as she spoke. Her pouting capabilities were on a par with Chou's. Li Meirong turned to Snowball and gently patted his head. Even though he was being rude, a tiny, hidden part of her relished that he would only allow her to touch him like this.
"He's just a little shy around other people, aren't you, Snowball?" She asked her spirit fox in a lighthearted tone. Her eyes shone with unabashed pride as she spoke. "You eat at Bao Li's place so often, the least you could do is let her touch your fur, no?"
