Perhaps it was because Song Yanqing cooked noodles and fried pork that she liked this time, Shang Shujue sat obediently in the living room eating the whole time, her eyes sparkling, her delicate and pretty face full of satisfaction, and her cheeks bulging out.
Song Yanqing sat beside him and watched for a while, then became so sleepy that he fell asleep. The Little Fox's human form was very beautiful, but he was self-aware.
So he didn't think carefully about why this clumsy Little Fox had barged into his house and was making such a fuss in front of him, nor did he have the energy to think about it anymore. He was truly exhausted, completely worn out...
After finishing his noodles and crispy pork, Shang Shujue looked up and saw Song Yanqing asleep on the single sofa. His brows were furrowed, and there were faint dark circles under his eyes, as if he was having a very heavy nightmare.
It was only then that Shang Shujue realized that he was radiating a deep sense of exhaustion. He looked extremely tired, but despite his long period of unreasonable behavior, he hadn't shown the slightest impatience.
Even with the sacred flame within him capable of discerning true feelings, Shang Shujue couldn't fathom Song Yanqing's thoughts. He seemed to care about him somewhat, but also...
With a wave of his hand, Shang Shujue used his spiritual power to take the bowls and chopsticks on the coffee table to the sink. Since he didn't know how to use a dishwasher, he simply washed them with his spiritual power and placed them on the drainer.
Shang Shujue was distracted by washing the dishes, but that didn't stop him from getting off the sofa, running to Song Yanqing, and bending down to look at him. He was sleeping soundly and didn't notice the Little Fox watching him. He looked really tired.
"Hey, Song Yanqing, are you going to sleep in bed?"
"..."
Shang Shujue tentatively reached out and poked Song Yanqing's cheek, but received no response. He asked a question, but got no reply either. He pursed his lips, and finally bent down to help him up, taking him back to the bedroom without any effort.
Shang Shujue tucked Song Yanqing into the bed, kicked off his slippers, and then got into bed with him, snapping his fingers the moment Song Yanqing lay down.
Suddenly, all the lights in the house went out; he had eaten too much and couldn't sleep.
So he reverted to his nine-tailed red fox form, his eyes sparkling as he snuggled into Song Yanqing's arms. After finding a comfortable position, he rested his head on Song Yanqing's chest and closed his eyes to relax.
Perhaps it was Song Yanqing's heartbeat that reassured him, or perhaps it was because his body had such a strong absorption capacity that everything he ate was absorbed without leaving any residue.
Before long, he felt warm all over and then snuggled into Song Yanqing's arms and fell asleep.
The weather in October was starting to cool down, but it wasn't cold enough to warrant a fleece quilt, so Song Yanqing only slept for an hour before waking up from the heat.
He opened his eyes and saw that he was buried in a fluffy tail, with a Little Fox's head nestled against his neck.
Song Yanqing: "..."
The soft, silky fur in his palm tickled Song Yanqing, making him feel both hot and itchy. He wanted to push the little stove away, but seeing his obedient sleeping face, he couldn't bring himself to do it.
To make himself feel better, he had no choice but to throw off the covers, turn on the air conditioner in the room, and set it to the teens. A cool breeze suddenly wafted through the room, and combined with the Little Fox's "fox tail blanket," the temperature was just right.
Song Yanqing scooped the little guy closer to his chest, leaned his head against him, closed his eyes, and fell asleep again. This time, he didn't wake up and slept very soundly, without having any tiring dreams. He got a good rest.
When Song Yanqing woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. Fortunately, today's training was rescheduled to start at 2 p. m., and no one called him, so he was able to get a good night's sleep and felt much more refreshed.
The "fox tail blanket" was still on his body, and a Little Fox was sleeping soundly in his arms, occasionally making soft whimpering noises, like a spoiled little whimpering monster.
Song Yanqing rubbed his head and pinched his ear soothingly before getting out of bed to wash up in the outer room, afraid of waking the mischievous Little Fox.
Shang Shujue rolled over and accidentally pressed his own tail, instantly waking up from his sleep. The pain brought tears to his eyes. He immediately reverted to human form, hugged his pressed tail, and blew on it until he recovered after a long while.
"Hmph ╯^╰ That bastard Song Yanqing, he left without even saying goodbye! It's all because of him that I got to step on his tail, it hurts so much... I'm going to bite him to death!"
With tears welling up in her eyes, Shang Shujue retracted all her remaining tantrums, then angrily got off the bed, ran barefoot out of the bedroom, and prepared to launch a sneak attack on Song Yanqing and bite him hard.
When he went outside, he found Song Yanqing making breakfast in the kitchen. The aroma wafted over from the kitchen, filling the living room with the scent of fried eggs and coffee. He was instantly captivated and became so hungry that he forgot all about biting someone.
"Woke up?"
Hearing the noise, Song Yanqing turned his head and saw Shang Shujue standing in the living room staring blankly at him, looking conflicted and distressed.
Not knowing what he was thinking, I simply stopped thinking about it. His and this Little Fox's thought processes were completely different; no matter how much I thought, I couldn't keep up with his pace. So I just called him to have breakfast.
"Wash up and come over for breakfast."
"Oh, I'm going to wash up."
Shang Shujue originally wanted to do something, but seeing Song Yanqing's concerned expression about his stomach, he couldn't say anything. After answering him, he felt unhappy, so he snorted and turned to wash up.
Song Yanqing watched his retreating figure in silence for a long time, then couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "I really can't keep up with this Little Fox's train of thought. Why does he seem angry again?"
Before Song Yanqing could figure out why, his phone rang first. It was Zheng Fengyue calling. He answered and waited for the other party to speak.
Area, what time are you coming this morning?
If Zheng Fengyue says something like this after answering the phone, it must be something very important that requires his involvement, and nothing can be missing.
So Song Yanqing didn't answer him directly. He scooped the porridge from the pot into a bowl, his movements slow and steady, his tone devoid of emotion, "What is it? Speak."
"Ahem, it's like this, Wenhui Magazine Publishing House is making a feature on esports, and they need us to go take some photos and do a solo interview. I know you don't like being interviewed, but you have to listen to me on this. Let me tell you..."
"This collaboration was negotiated by Zhou Lin. I don't know how they negotiated it, but Zhou Lin said that if the journal is sold, our club will get 60% of the proceeds. Even if we only sell one copy, it's still 60%."
"Even at 78 yuan a journal, that's over forty yuan, so we're still not losing money. Although I know that a few dozen yuan isn't much to you, but..."
Zheng Fengyue, whether he was on a roll or something, became increasingly excited as he spoke to Song Yanqing about the matter over the phone.
Song Yanqing listened to what he said, but he didn't feel happy. He only felt that there was a big pitfall in this matter.