"Fox, bring me an apple." A crisp call interrupted Mr. Fu who was working in the study. Although he had no choice but to accept his fate, he left the desk... "Fox, remember to wash it for me before bringing it over..." There was another anxious call... Someone desperately wanted to breathe fire, but he still held back... "Fox! Why are you so slow!" This time, the source of the crisp voice seemed a little impatient... And someone was about to explode... "Ci'ao! I'm still your exclusive servant, right!" After Fu shouted, he threw away the apple, then strode to the sofa, and pulled the little fox huddled up on the sofa closer to his arms, and his two pairs of shining fox eyes met... The sunlight coming in from the window hit the two people's faces mercilessly. Fu kissed her hard on the lips first, then let go a little, and looked straight at her lips that were kissed brightly, and tightened his lips. "Hey, where's my apple?" The little fox became cowardly and poked him with his finger, then shrank back, trying to stay away from the dangerous object... Who is Mr. Fu? With a strong tug and a pounce, he pressed her to the sofa and breathed softly into her ear, "Baby, how can you still think about Apple in this situation? Shouldn't you express it first? Huh?" Just as she was about to say something, her warm lips fell, blocking her words. Currently stuck... If you have any suggestions for children's shoes, please leave a message ~ I would be grateful