In the 21st century, Song Nuan, a five-hundred-year-old little fox, was struck by lightning while she was taking a nap. She, who had mediocre qualifications and was careless, was chopped into pieces. Song Nuan kept Sanniang's words in mind and sought refuge in an auspicious home. I wanted to cultivate myself and leave, but I didn't expect to be discovered and lose my magic power, so I had to temporarily stay as a pet in Zhou Xing's family.
When Zhou Xing first met Song Nuan, the little fox, he found it very interesting. He was white and burnt, but he also pretended to be dead, and said bluntly, "I'm afraid no one will like such a stupid fox." Later, Zhou Xing was so delicious.
"The flowers will bloom after they wither, and the moon will be full again when it's gone, but my little fox is gone when it's gone."
"Whether you are a human or a demon has nothing to do with my love for you, so why should I care."
"Thousands of miles across mountains and rivers, as long as you are willing to go, I will accompany you to the end."
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