Horror Resurrection: My Old Xianer Is My Sister

"Ah~ What should I do? I'm fat again." Daxing City, Wulitun, Fulong Town, a woman's wailing sound came from a small farmyard. "Yes! Who told you to eat chicken or chicken every day? After eating roast chicken, eat roast chicken, and after eating roast chicken, eat braised chicken. Those who know say you are a fox, and eating chicken is a natural instinct. Those who don't know think you are going to destroy the eighteenth generation of chicken ancestors." After finishing speaking, the man threw the last bit of apple into his mouth, squeezed the wet juice on his fingers, wiped his hands clean on his clothes without caring, and then raised his eyes to look at the woman who was leaning on the edge of the altar and squeezing the soft flesh of her waist. In Zhang Qian's view, if you want to live a long life, you need to be careless. But he had no choice but to have a fox fairy ancestor in his family who had lived for who knows how many thousands of years. He insisted on making him his younger brother. According to his age, it was not an exaggeration to call him grandma, but he didn't expect that this fox was shameless and insisted on calling him sister. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.