My lady, don't be angry. I'm letting you touch my big tail.

Hua Ran screamed in pain, her whole body falling backward.

A layer of cold sweat covered his forehead.

Joey, on the other hand, felt that the fragrance of lotus flowers was even stronger, filling the entire cave.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and her body began to heat up—not with the heat of yang energy, but with a restless heat.

"At this time, you are still trying to seduce me and use your charm on me. You are incredibly audacious!"

Joey went over and grabbed the vixen.

The fox spirit, however, was already panting heavily, her bangs damp and clinging to her cheeks.

He took deep breaths, and the hot air he exhaled carried the fragrance of lotus flowers, directly touching Joey's face.

This caused Joey to momentarily lose her composure.

I want to kiss him... I really want to peck his wet, tender red lips.

I want to take a bite.

Oh no, Joey felt her breathing becoming heavy.

Why do I feel this way? What's wrong with me? In the past eighteen years, I've never had feelings for the opposite sex, not even for someone I admire.

Why would someone fall in love with a fox spirit?

Before she could think, Joey's body acted before her mind, and she leaned over to kiss the vixen's small mouth.

The fox spirit was also startled.

They kissed each other inexplicably after being tortured.

His body was trembling violently.

The key point is that he even had the sweetness of kissing.

He had only seen this woman three times, all within a single day.

In other words, she kissed him after only meeting him for a day?

And surprisingly, I didn't feel nauseous at all; in fact, my heart was pounding.

The fox spirit's body oscillated between the pain of being tortured and the sweetness of being kissed.

His legs started kicking wildly, but to no avail.

"Do not……"

"don't want……"

Because of her young age, Joey followed her instincts for a moment.

He cupped Hua Ran's face in his hands and kissed her forcefully again.

It smells so good, it smells so sweet...

Joey even felt that she had known this vixen for a long time and was about to tear off her clothes and take the next step.

Finally, Joey bit her tongue until it bled, and as her tongue stung and her mouth was filled with a fishy, ​​astringent taste, she regained her senses.

He pushed the vixen away and knocked her to the ground.

"Well!"

The fox spirit suffered pain while in a daze, while Joey regained consciousness amidst the pain.

"You are still tempting me! You are unrepentant and unforgivable!"

The fox spirit was still dazed, as if she hadn't returned from Joey's "gentle embrace," her eyes still glistening with tears.

She stuck out her pink little tongue and licked her lips, looking like she had tasted something delicious.

After reading it, Joey felt even more that she had been bewitched.

I want to get close to him, I want to hold him tightly in my arms and kiss him.

Her eyes dimmed slightly, and she immediately slapped herself.

When biting her tongue until it bled didn't work, she pulled a plain hairpin from her hair and stuck it directly into her leg.

"I will absolutely not let you deceive me! If I were to be deceived by a fox spirit, wouldn't I have wasted my eighteen years of life and more than ten years of practicing Taoist arts?"

The fox spirit opened her mouth as if to say something.

"I……"

However, he didn't finish his sentence.

Joey's slap was already coming. She originally wanted to hit the fox spirit's face, and her palm had already gathered yang energy, intending to knock the fox spirit unconscious first.

After all, in this sudden situation, Joey couldn't think of the best solution.

It's a pity that God does not follow people's wishes.

Joey was completely flustered by this, and her hand trembled, causing her to slap the vixen's chest.

The fox spirit tilted her head and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.

"Cough cough cough...cough!"

The fox spirit was also brought to her senses by the filming.

I no longer crave Joey's kisses.

He shouted.

"You damned nun, you bastard! You tortured me, and you even tried to humiliate and take advantage of me! Cough cough... No matter what, I'm still a male fox, I've never been touched by a woman, and I've never been bullied like this!"

You kissed me, fine, but you hit me... You bastard, you bastard!"

As the fox spirit spoke, tears slowly streamed down her face.

When Joey looked again, she saw that the vixen had red lips and white teeth, and her eyes were filled with tears. She was absolutely captivating.

More importantly, his hairband had come undone at some point, and his thick black hair was draped down, along with the blood on his lips and his pale face due to his injuries.

It's so beautiful.

His foxy, alluring eyes, with just a blink, sent tears rolling down his cheeks.

It only evoked pity in people, making them want to go over and kiss away his tears.

As Joey reached out and touched the tears on the fox spirit's face, a memory rushed into her mind.

This fox has had a rough start!

It was abandoned when it was still a little fox and had no human form.

Its parents didn't want it because it could never transform into human form.

I don't know which spirit's descendant they are, but in their land, those born are supposed to have human form; those without human form are not needed.

Later, when the fox spirit grew a little older, they took it to a very high cliff and pushed it off from behind.

However, after falling to the bottom of the cliff, it took on a human form at the last moment.

At that time, he was overjoyed and, despite his aching body, went back to find his parents.

But his parents and siblings did not smile when they saw him in human form.

Instead, they kept pushing him towards the door.

They even threw rotten tomatoes at him.

"Monster, get away from me! You filthy thing, we don't have family like you!"

"Mother says you're already dead! Only after death will your soul be filled with yin energy!"

"Get out! Get out!"

The little fox spirit had droopy fox ears.

It wanted to question its parents, but they were nowhere to be seen, as if they were looking at something terrifying.

Helpless, he could only drag his thin body away in the darkness.

Later, he wandered around for a while.

They encountered a group of spirits who could be called friends.

But the plague struck, killing more than half of the tribe, but he remained healthy.

Moreover, the spirits that died beside him transformed into vengeful ghosts at a speed visible to the naked eye.

So the man who called him a friend drew his sword at him.

They say he brought disaster, that he is a strange thing.

He was stabbed by his best friend and quietly left under the cover of night.

Joey then realized that this fox spirit was born with a powerful yin energy.

He did not achieve this through human-devouring cultivation.

Because Joey already knew that she had a special ability: to read the memories of people or spirits.

Memory cannot be faked.

In my memory, there was no story of this fox colluding with the female ghost, nor did I recall him eating people.

But Joey remained vigilant.

Perhaps my memory is inaccurate because I haven't seen enough images!

"what's your name?"

The fox spirit turned her head away, looking aggrieved.

"My name is Hua Ran... Hua as in flower, Ran as in ink dye."

Meanwhile, the wind howled outside.

Joey suddenly realized something.

"If the ghost of a baby cannot get out, it may be due to the threat of a female ghost... Baby ghosts have no ability to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and when they feel afraid, they naturally give in."