The Male Protagonist and the Villain Are Both My Cubs

CHAPTER 102: TRAVEL

Looking at the little pink fox who turned her head away, Ling Zixi liked it so much.

What a lovely attribute is Tsundere!

In fact, my sons, the cutest is Xiaoli, who usually pretends to be a little adult with a straight face!

However, Xiaoli is still a baby at heart! The kind that crave to be brushed!

So, Ling Zixi walked to the door, carried her son over, filled the bathtub with water, and put the eldest son into the basin.

The little pink fox struggled for a few times, but still gave up and let daddy wash the fur.

Next, Ling Zixi put the little pink fox on the bed, wrapped her son tightly with a new cloth towel, wiped off the moisture, and picked up the brush.

The little pink fox glanced at the wooden brush, and hurriedly turned his head.

The little pink fox squatted on the bed with his back to his father, his small eyes occasionally glanced back, but he couldn't save his face and said directly, Ling Zixi lowered his head, and saw his son's tail swung unconsciously and anxiously few times.

Ahhh, my son flicked his tail! My son's big pink tail is so pretty!

Ling Zixi is addicted to her son's pink tail, originally just wanted to tease her son, but now she really forgot the bristles.

Bai Xiaoli moved his two front claws alternately, raised his calf and dropped it again, and finally, he couldn't help pressing the pink claws on his father's wrist holding the brush.

Time was frozen for a moment, Ling Zixi felt the softness of her wrist being pressed by her son's claws and claws. Looking at her son's beautiful eyes, she couldn't help but laugh.

The son's eyes were brightly written in large characters - "I want to be brushed too".

Alas, this kid Xiaoli, like someone, doesn't say what he thinks in his heart.

However, someone is aloof, Xiaoli is arrogant, and Xiaoli is much cuter than someone!

Although Ling Zixi thought about it a lot, it only happened in an instant. Bai Xiaoli pressed his father's wrist with his pink claw, and immediately turned his head and turned back, no longer looking at his father. As if nothing happened.

Ling Zixi stopped teasing her son, picked up a small brush to brush the fur on her son's back, smoothed out the knots little by little, and finally brushed her son's pink ears.

Bai Xiaoli and Ling Zixi also participated in the red dust, so Bai Xiaoli stayed in Ling Zixi's room to sleep, four little foxes slept in a row, Ling Zixi became The big fox wrapped his sons in his arms, and the little foxes were guarded by their father and slept very sweetly.

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The next day, Ling Zixi brought his sons to the foot of Wuxu Zong Mountain, and Bai Moheng followed them with angelica and peony.

A very luxurious carriage was parked on the small road at the foot of the mountain. There were already two people beside the carriage, a little yellow warbler sitting on the carriage, and a heavy purple sitting on a horse.