When Anning returned, Xiao Yuan was just back too.
As soon as Anning saw Xiao Yuan enter the house, she took a fruit out of the storage bag and tossed it to him.
Xiao Yuan caught it with a smile.
After watching Xiao Yuan finish the fruit, Anning sat on his lap, wrapped her arms around his waist, and leaned her head on his shoulder, acting coquettishly.
Now that she had become a fox spirit, even her temperament had a bit of the fox spirit's arrogance and slyness.
Xiao Yuan patted Anning's head: "Be good, I can't give it to you yet. Your cultivation is too shallow to withstand my Yuan Yang."
Anning's eyes widened momentarily, feeling a bit like cursing.
Xiao Yuan bent down and kissed Anning on the forehead: "Don't rush, take it slow."
Who's rushing?
Anning jumped off directly, glaring at Xiao Yuan with her big round eyes, full of accusation.
Xiao Yuan laughed joyfully.
Having been in this world for years, it was the first time he felt this happy.
