The water in the large pot hadn't heated up yet, and the little fox was trying to climb out, clinging to the rim.
"Don't run!" Yan Zhao grabbed it and pushed it back into the pot.
Then, with one hand holding the fox's belly and the other scooping water from the pot to splash over it, Yan Zhao paid special attention to the blood-stained head and the large tail.
"..."
Feng Jin's original intention might have been to perform a simple cleansing spell, but Yan Zhao's refusal meant she was giving the fox a bath! And in a large pot at that!
The little fox, struggling in vain, was meticulously scrubbed from head to tail by Yan Zhao.
After rinsing, Yan Zhao picked up the fox, dried its fur, and found a rag from the Qiankun pouch to wrap it up and wipe it dry.
Finally, she turned the fox over, parted its belly fur, and carefully checked how its wounds were healing.
During this, it was inevitable that she accidentally touched inappropriate places, making Ren Qingyue extremely embarrassed and furious, wishing she could sever Yan Zhao's hand with a sword!
The fox, drenched and unable to dry itself, curled its tail to cover its shame.
Unfortunately, Yan Zhao didn't notice the fury in the fox's eyes. As she examined the injuries through the fox's soft and fine fur, she remarked, "After two days of care, the wounds are healing. Thankfully, there were no new injuries yesterday."
She then tousled the fox's head, pressing its pointy ears down, which sprang back up when she removed her hand.
The sensation was quite satisfying.
The kitchen was efficient, and within the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, the food was delivered to Yan Zhao's room.
The person delivering the food was Shen Tuo, who had previously run errands for Feng Jin and followed Lu Qi and the others.
Shen Tuo knocked on Yan Zhao's door and called out, "Miss Yan, your food has arrived. I'll leave it here by the door."
With that, he placed the food tray on the ground beside the door.
As he left, he muttered to himself, wondering if the rumors about the boss and Miss Yan were true. It seemed reasonable and not fake.
When bringing the food, Feng Jin had specifically instructed him not to enter the room.
Shen Tuo clicked his tongue, "Such tight security. If it weren't for the boss being busy, he'd probably deliver the food himself."
Passing by the adjacent room, he glanced at the closed door.
Remembering what he had heard in the courtyard, Shen Tuo's expression became meaningful.
As soon as Shen Tuo left, the door to Yan Zhao's guest room opened a crack, and the food tray was carried inside.
Yan Zhao didn't use the small bowl and chopsticks provided. She picked up a piece of meat with her bare hands and offered it to the little fox, "Want to try?"
The little fox met Yan Zhao's gaze. The dark red bloodthirsty light in its eyes had vanished.
If it hadn't seen it with its own eyes, it would find it hard to connect the bloodthirsty demon from last night with the seemingly weak and frail girl before it.
Seeing the fox sitting still, Yan Zhao gently encouraged, "Eat a little. The food today should be safe."
Safe? Ren Qingyue was momentarily stunned.
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Let me Touch your Tail
FantasyDISCLAIMER: I do not claim ownership over this story. I only MTLed and polished it. Original novel: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=8391517 Yan Zhao was born with blocked meridians and unable to cultivate, making her notorious as the most...