After running out of Song Yanqing's and the others' sight, Shang Shujue did not stop, but turned around and went straight to Song Yanqing's house. He used a little trick to avoid the surveillance cameras and entered the house by using his Wall-Passing Technique.
"Hmph! I've already given away the Fox Token, I don't believe that bastard will dare not support me this time! If he dares not support me, I'll take the Fox Token back! It's definitely not because I'm greedy for his cooking! Absolutely not, I'm a Fox with principles!"
Right now, he's lazily lying on the velvet blanket in front of the French windows, basking in the sun, letting out all eight of his tucked-in tails to enjoy the sunshine.
He stretched comfortably, found himself a satisfying excuse, and then fell into a blissful sleep.
After finishing the dinner, Song Yanqing was originally going to go back to the base with his teammates to train and sleep there. But before leaving, he touched the "small metal piece" in his pocket and, for some reason, suddenly changed his mind.
"You guys go back first. I'm going back to sleep tonight. I won't fall behind in training, so you guys should also pay attention to your training."
After finishing his conversation with Zheng Fengyue, Song Yanqing didn't wait for his response. He turned around and gave Jian Songchuan some instructions before turning around and hailing a taxi and leaving.
"I told you the captain's been completely distracted ever since he saw that Little Fox today, and you didn't believe me. Now you do, right? He really wants to keep that wild Fox, but it's really a pain..."
As soon as Lu Fengxing finished speaking, Zhang Yibei couldn't help but nod, then stroked his chin and raised an eyebrow in a deliberately profound manner, saying:
"The captain isn't someone who breaks the law; he wouldn't actually keep that Fox. It's just that the captain suddenly said he was going home to sleep, and I feel like something's not quite right. What do you guys think?"
His teammates couldn't help but nod. "Something does seem off, but does it matter? Let's go back to training. I haven't finished catching up on my stream time yet, I'll catch up while I'm at it."
Zhang Yibei: "..."
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Song Yanqing walked to the front door, entered the password, opened the door and went inside. Before he could even change his shoes after turning on the entryway light, he heard the pattering of footsteps on the ground. He looked up and met the gaze of the innocent-looking nine-tailed red fox.
Song Yanqing paused in taking off his shoes, his pupils contracted slightly, and he gripped the entryway cabinet tighter. Before he could even ask how the Little Fox got in, a faint white light appeared on the beautiful Little Fox in front of him.
After the white light dissipated, the nine-tailed red fox transformed into a handsome young man with exquisite features. The young man's eyes were moist, and his nine beautiful tails still swayed behind him, resembling the finest silk ribbons, making him appear ethereal.
"You big jerk, you're finally back! Do you know how long I've been waiting for you? I'm starving!"
Before Song Yanqing could recover from his amazement, he was suddenly embraced by a handsome young man who pounced on him. He instinctively used one hand to support the other's bottom.
He staggered a couple of times before leaning against the counter to steady himself. A sharp pain shot through his neck as the person in his arms bit him fiercely. In the brief moment of mental blankness, only one thought flashed through his mind—
If I'm bitten by Fox, do I need a rabies vaccine?
Shang Shujue: "..."You're the dog! I'll bite you to death! (ꐦ°᷄д°᷅)
A sudden thunderstorm broke out outside the window, and the wind blew through the window, making the glass rattle. A sudden clap of thunder, accompanied by lightning, traveled far and wide.
Shang Shujue curled up on the sofa, hugging her legs, wrapped in the blanket given to her by Song Yanqing. Her fingers gripped the edge of the blanket tightly, and she couldn't help but bite the blanket fiercely because her teeth itched.
He also emitted some resonant sounds from his throat, similar to the low growls of a small animal threateningly. Two tufts of hair on the top of his head stuck up and swayed with his movements, making him look quite menacing.
"You big jerk, have you finished cooking? I'm so hungry, so hungry, so hungry... Ugh! I'm hungry--"
Shang Shujue was curled up on the sofa, his pink and white feet kicking against it, making the sofa move back a little, but he didn't care at all.
He waited a while longer, then grew impatient. He turned and threw down the blanket, sprawled on the sofa, and began howling pitifully at the man in the kitchen who was wearing an apron and cooking.
Song Yanqing took a deep breath, then exhaled, before carrying a bowl of egg noodles and a plate of fried pork outside. If he didn't leave soon, this little devil would wail and yell at the neighbors. He was truly afraid of him.
Before Song Yanqing carried the bowl of noodles over, the boy, who had been lying listlessly on the sofa, suddenly sat up abruptly, his fingers gripping the chopsticks and shaking them excitedly, as if cheering him on to hurry over.
Song Yanqing inexplicably thought of the Little Fox's eager look when he brought out its food, stamping its paws and looking at him expectantly, which was especially cute.
But he never expected that after this Little Fox could transform into human form, it would still be such a spoiled brat. If it wasn't fed when it was hungry, it would bite; if it wanted something delicious but the food wasn't to its liking, it would bite; if it was too full and its stomach hurt, it would bite...
He reasonably suspected that the little guy was teething and simply had an itchy tooth and wanted to bite something, but found other things unpleasant to bite, so he found an excuse to bite him.
He came back today and was tormented by this little devil, getting out of bed three times and being bitten four times.
The first time was in the entryway; the second time was after I bought him food after taking him inside. When the takeout arrived, he ate two bites, became unhappy, and bit me...
The third time was when he didn't want to waste food, so he ate his own takeout and wouldn't give it to him, and then he got bitten again...
The fourth time was when I made him food again, but he ate too much and his stomach hurt so much he couldn't sleep. He rushed from the guest room to the bedroom and pounced on me, biting me...
So he got up and gave him some digestive tablets. Seeing that he felt a little better, he was just about to go to sleep when the little rascal said he was hungry again...
After a whole night of tossing and turning, it's now 3 a. m. He feels like going home was nothing short of torture. If he had known it would end like this, he would have preferred to go back to the base to sleep.
ε=(´ο`*))) Sigh, hindsight is 20/20. He's the one who brought this little devil here; can he really get rid of him now? Maybe he should just spoil him...