Chapter 1946: robbery (20)

Chapter 1946 robbery (20)

I don’t accept it, I would rather be hungry, and be wary of everyone.

People can't find a way to get close.

The smile on the old man's face froze.

Before he could finish speaking, the tattered door was closed.

"Bang lang—", the door seems to be locked behind.

Warning him directly to this point.

"..." The old man still had the grass carp hanging on his hand.

Dryly, he stood there.

For a while, some still didn't react.

I wanted to use the pretext of giving grass carp to go in and take that smelly girl away, but in the end—

He sighed worriedly, walked back and forth at the door.

"What can I do..."

There are regulations above, and he can't break into private houses.

That kid is really stubborn, how good is that grass carp...doesn't want it?

The land old man was walking around, very worried.

I feel like my hair is going to fall out again.

The boy closed the door and locked it.

Then, the thin figure ran very fast.

ran into the hut quickly, without stopping.

Very anxious, eagerly looking for.

"Little raccoon?"

The fox who was waiting for him on the bed got out from under the quilt.

Shaking the fur on his body, he squeaked, and looked at him.

The head is slightly tilted, and the fluffy and soft fur is under the candlelight, like a burning cloud in the sky, fiery red, very bright and beautiful.

It's so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

When the boy saw it, he rushed over.

Hold it and bury your head in its hair.

seems relieved.

"Little raccoon..."

"Little raccoon is so good..."

I'm afraid it will disappear, I'm afraid it will run away.

"Little raccoon..." He touched its furry body and rubbed it lightly.

Rubbing it's very fragrant smell, hug it tightly.

"Little raccoon...we are good friends, we are the best best friends in the world, you can't go, you know that?"

His voice was soft and soft, and his thin body stuck to it.

It seems like I can't rub enough.

"Aw~"

It flicked its big tail, and put its head on his shoulder quietly.

Squinting his eyes slightly, lazily.

is a response.

Very psychic response.

The boy hugged it, took off his shoes, and went to bed.

Small body, not much flesh on his body.

Covered with a thin, patched quilt, it was covered.

Wrap it tightly and hug it.

"Little raccoon, let's sleep well."

"Wait for tomorrow, tomorrow I will go to the mountain to collect dry firewood."

"Five catties of dry firewood can be exchanged for ten copper coins. At that time, you can buy one steamed bun and two meat buns."

"Then I'll pick up ten catties tomorrow, and then I'll buy you meat buns."

"The meat buns are delicious, you will definitely like them, little raccoon."

"If you can't get enough meat buns, then I'll pick up more dry firewood and buy you meat."

"You are a fox, if a fox wants to eat chicken, then I will buy chicken, big and fat chicken."

"I'll give you all the meat. I will cook it deliciously and feed you well."

"...Aw~"

The beautiful fox wrapped in a quilt, with moist eyes like black grapes, struggled a bit.

broke free from the quilt and stood up.

"Little raccoon?"

The boy saw it moving, and subconsciously, he was about to get up.

But the fox lifted his front paws and held him down.

Picked up a corner of the quilt, flicked his tail, and covered him with the quilt.

The boy froze.

"Aw~"

To cover the quilt.

(end of this chapter)

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