Looking at Ling Chuxi's determined and persistent gaze, Huangfu qingjue muttered to himself for a moment before he slowly said,""Chuxi, do you still remember how we met?"
"I remember. Isn't she just a little fox? At that time, I wanted to stew it to nourish my body, but it was a pity that I was too thin. I wanted to fatten him up before I did it, but I didn't expect that I would bring about such a disaster. " Ling Chuxi recalled the scene of her bathing and wiping the little fox's body and her face turned red as she teased.
"Are you thinking of something inappropriate for children? I remember that a certain someone liked to hug me as a pillow back then, and she was never picky about my weight." Seeing Ling Chuxi's rare shyness, Huangfu qingjue's heart could not help but flutter. His originally heavy mood also relaxed. He held her hand and smiled with ill intentions.
