The little fox, who was thrown out to practice spiritual practice because of his mischief, accidentally ran into the marshal's battleship and was caught by the plush-loving marshal. The two began to live a life of chaos.
"Hey, how did you little thing come up here?" Mo Lingjun raised his eyebrows and lifted Mo Chen's neck and shook it in front of his eyes.
"Ouch!" You bastard, let me go. I just want to sneak to the planet without stealing anything from you.
"It's mine when it comes to my room." He took the little fox as his own as a matter of course.
"Oh, you little thing is quite picky about food." Mo Lingjun propped up his chin and played with Hu Yu with his hands.
"Aoao" If you don't want to eat, you don't want to eat. What is this, I don't want to eat it.
"Asshole, I'm telling you, I'll do it when you come over, just"
"Just what?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at Hu Yu, who was huddled in the corner.
"I, I, I, I will bite you, you, you, you..."