The Female Fox Spirit Gets Spoiled by the Big Shot

Chater 63-64

Chapter 63

"Mm, our Zhi Yao is really amazing," Pei Chiyao said as he affectionately ruffled Zhi Yao's head.

Zhi Yao proudly raised her head, "If my mother could see me now, she would be so proud of me too!"

Until she was taken away, her mother had never seen her in human form.

Thinking of this, Zhi Yao became a little sad.

Pei Chiyao watched as Zhi Yao, who had been smiling like a blossoming flower just moments ago, suddenly became gloomy and melancholic.

The little fox was like a child, her mood changing as quickly as the wind and rain.

"What's wrong?" he asked gently, not seeming impatient.

Zhi Yao shook her head, "Nothing."

Zhi Yao had thought about asking Pei Chiyao for help finding her mother, but... she couldn't sense her mother's presence at all.

Moreover, her mother hated humans the most. If Pei Chiyao really did send people to search for her, her mother would surely run and hide as soon as she saw them.

After thinking it over, the little fox decided not to tell Pei Chiyao about this matter.

Zhi Yao had something on her mind.

That was Pei Chiyao's first reaction.

He narrowed his eyes, not knowing why, but he felt a sense of displeasure rising within him.

Just thinking that Zhi Yao was hiding something from him made him increasingly displeased. But he would not force her to tell him either.

Forget it, when she wanted to say it, she would.

Pei Chiyao lowered his gaze, looking at the small curled-up figure in his arms, and his heart softened once more.

"Come, let's go pick someone for you."

Zhi Yao was scooped up in his arms, a posture that made her a little uncomfortable. She ended up hugging Pei Chiyao's neck tightly and sitting comfortably in the crook of his arm.

"Pick someone? For what?"

Before she could finish asking, she suddenly saw Pei Chiyao carrying her down from the second floor.

Zhi Yao: "!!!"

Although the VIP room upstairs provided a clearer view, coming down to the ground level made the atmosphere even more intense.

Especially with the fights continuing on the ring, the sounds of fists pounding against flesh made Zhi Yao's heart race with fear.

Zhi Yao clung tightly to Pei Chiyao, her slender legs wrapping around his waist uncontrollably.

Pei Chiyao clicked his tongue lightly and patted Zhi Yao's bottom, "Don't move around so much."

Zhi Yao let out a soft whimper, her tail nearly poking out from her dress.

Pouting, she buried her face in the crook of Pei Chiyao's neck, clinging to him like a lifeline.

"Delicate little thing," Pei Chiyao said, his voice slightly cool.

It wasn't until the noisy sounds of fighting faded from her ears that Zhi Yao timidly raised her head.

As she looked around, Zhi Yao realized... Pei Chiyao had brought her backstage!

Zhi Yao caught sight of a fighter with a bruised and swollen face!

She recognized this fighter - it was the same person from the previous match!