The Fox in the Tyrant's Arms Curses Him Every Day

Ji Fusang, a powerful wood-element user from the apocalypse, was reborn as a little white fox and fell right into the hands of Huo Weilou, a cold-faced tyrant who killed without blinking.

Luckily, she was bound to the “Cuddle-to-Survive System.” As long as she had close contact with the tyrant, she could stay alive.

And so, the once decisive warrior goddess was forced to act adorable in the tyrant’s arms every day.

Kneading him with her paws, stepping on memorials, chewing on the imperial seal, begging for jerky: when there was a chance to cuddle, she never hesitated.

The court officials lived in terror, betting every day on when this suicidal fox would be stewed.

But three months later, the fox had only grown fatter, and she had taken up most of the imperial bed.

Ji Fusang on the outside: “Yip~” (rubbing against his neck, asking to be held)

But inside, she was howling furiously: [You damn tyrant! If it weren’t for the dragon aura on you, I could knock your teeth out with one punch! Pick me up already, I still need two more intimacy points!]

What she didn’t know was that the tyrant, blessed with mind-reading, listened to her thoughts every day while leisurely twirling her tail:

“Sangsang, I’ve held you enough for tonight. Isn’t it time you let me kiss you?”

Ji Fusang: ??? Wait, how do you know my name?!