Yang Xiaorong

Chapter 867: 515: Lingfei Zhao: Little Sister, There's No Need to Cry Just Because You Can't Pick the Fruit (Part 2)


Chapter 867: Chapter 515: Lingfei Zhao: Little Sister, There’s No Need to Cry Just Because You Can’t Pick the Fruit (Part 2)


“Zhao Rong, you’ve wronged me, but you can’t wrong the baby, otherwise you’ll wrong me again, so you can’t bully Xiaoxiao… Hmm, Zhao Rong, why do you keep bullying people? You were always so close with Lin Wenruo on the road, sneaking out for dates in the dead of night, but luckily I pulled you back… And now, suddenly… suddenly a childhood sweetheart shows up as your wife, along with a dowry maid…”


The little Fox Demon under the apple tree, spinning in circles and questioning the heavens and earth about the scumbag, suddenly stopped chanting these two women. She squatted down, hugged her knees, buried her head, exposing only a pair of pitiable fox eyes, staring blankly at the ground ahead.


“You already have two women, and I am… I am the little fox spirit?”


She raised her small hand, aiming to forcefully throw away the pink envelope and then stomp on it a few times. But halfway, she slowly lowered her hand again.


“Childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart… Why didn’t I meet you first… Heaven, why do you treat foxes like this?”


The little Fox Demon’s voice grew softer and quieter, until she finally fell silent.


She picked up a small twig, drew a big round face on the ground, and next to it, crookedly wrote the words “Zhao Rong”.


Paused for a moment.


The soul painter Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head, sniffled, and added another sentence.


Ugly monster.


Clap, clap, clap—!


The little Fox Demon lifted her hand and struck the ground several times with the small stick, hitting this ‘ugly monster Zhao Rong’.


Only then did she appease her anger by putting the small stick down.


She stared blankly for a while, then used the stick to draw a cute, pretty little fox above the big face on the ground.


Standing on the head of the bad person.


Su Xiaoxiao hugged her knees, staring blankly at the drawing on the ground, her eyes gradually becoming crystal clear.


“Liar, big liar, you used to make funny faces to coax me, say I’m the most beautiful, and give me a tough task, to improve something about the Old Zhao Family’s genetics… Boohoo, Zhao Rong, you big liar! Turns out I wasn’t the only one… Boohoo, you found two other beautiful women to improve their genetics, boohoo, won’t you ever stop…”


The little Fox Demon wanted to cry, but she held back her tears, having secretly cried many times these days.


“…Boohoo, I’ll… I’ll never do your needlework or play instruments for you again, boohoo, next time Xiaoxiao will bite through them all…”


The little Fox Demon mumbled with a hint of a sobbing tone, grinding her little canine teeth, venting her frustration for quite a while.


Not long after, she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, suddenly stood up, and started skipping around the apple tree again.


“No way! Great-grandmother said, a man should not blindly accommodate and tolerate, otherwise he will become increasingly pushy, like that bad guy who used to say he’d just hug me to sleep from behind, yet stayed awake all night… Su Xiaoxiao, for the sake of the babies, you must be strong!”


The little Fox Demon in a pink outfit with a bun raised her little head high and waved the envelope vigorously in her hand.


As if about to make a big decision.


Then the next second, her firm, crisp voice rang out.


“Send the letter, make him hurry back to return my sachet! Hmph, no coaxing this time. He can’t easily take the sachet, I have to see how he behaves in the future…”


Just beneath the apple tree, as Su Xiaoxiao on Qiantang Mountain made her ‘grand declaration’ for a small sachet, not far away, someone in plain clothes with autumnal eyes seemed attracted by her, walking over…


After considering important matters for herself and the little babies, Su Xiaoxiao looked at the sky with a stern face, letting out a long sigh, feeling she had become a bit more mature.


“Hmm, Great-grandmother was right, love makes a little Fox Demon mature, well, except when in the heat of passion, hmm, I felt dizzy and foolish then, got bullied by him day after day, and even after being bullied, I’d still go cling to him, he always knew how to coax people… I’m mature now, I won’t let him coax me again.”


The little Fox Demon, who had undergone the troubles of growth, looked up at a forty-five-degree angle, nodding seriously with a solemn face.


At this moment, she suddenly felt the light beside her dim, and promptly, a fair hand reached over Su Xiaoxiao’s eyes, over her head, to grab a bright red apple above.


Zhao Lingfei came straight to the petite girl who was looking up, tiptoeing to pluck the fruit above her head.


Su Xiaoxiao opened her mouth in surprise. The next second, she turned stiffly, looking slightly upward at this tall woman, her petite frame trembling slightly.


“Zhao… Zhao, sister…”


“Little Xiaoxiao, how many times have I told you, just call me Sister Lingfei.”


Zhao Lingfei curled her lips up, raising her hand at the same time.


Su Xiaoxiao, with her mouth open, immediately retracted the small hand holding the envelope behind her, hiding it away.


She held her two little hands behind her, looking guiltily left and right, about to speak, but the next moment, something suddenly blocked her mouth.


“Mmph mmph… mmph mmph…”


Zhao Lingfei bent slightly, offering the red apple to this somewhat cute little Fox Demon on Qiantang Mountain.


She lowered her head, closing the distance to gaze into her eyes closely.


Su Xiaoxiao’s pair of fox eyes widened, her dark pupils like black pearls rolled upwards, looking at the face of this ‘Empress Sister’.


She still bit dazedly into the round apple.


“Little Xiaoxiao.”


Zhao Lingfei looked at the little Fox Demon who had been circling around the tree for a long time, and said seriously:


“It’s actually okay… Hmm, seems a little short, but that’s natural, nothing can be done. If you really want to eat, but absolutely can’t reach the fruits on the tree, you can’t cry, you must stay strong, there’s always a way.”


The tall Zhao Lingfei patted the little fox demon’s head gently, smiled slightly, and winked at her:


“How about this, if in the future there’s something you want to eat but can’t reach, you can come to find Sister at Nan Ci’s Qinglian Pavilion. I’m mostly there, I can help you pick the fruits.”


Su Xiaoxiao: “…”


Zhao Lingfei reached to wipe the slightly red corners of the fox demon’s eyes, which seemed like she had cried before while biting the apple, then extended a finger to push the apple in her mouth further in.


“Mmph mmph mmph…”


Then, with a crunch, the little Fox Demon bit into the apple hard, her cheeks puffing out, and munched a few times.


She lowered her head, holding the red apple with both hands, seemingly a bit embarrassed. At one moment, her big round eyes rolled up to glance at Zhao Lingfei.


The latter was also looking at her.


Two women loving the same man, big eyes staring into small ones, engaging in a stare-off.


The atmosphere quieted down.


The small Fox Demon stealthily withdrew her hand behind her back, quickly tucked the envelope back into her sleeve.


Just as Zhao Lingfei turned her head slightly, curiously looking at her hidden hand, Su Xiaoxiao quickly nodded like a pecking chick and admitted:


“Alright, alright, Zhao… Sister Lingfei, next time I can’t pick fruits, I’ll definitely come to you for help, hmm… this season there’re many ripe fruits, just like on Qiantang Mountain, growing on these trees. No one picks them within the manor, such a waste, but they’re a bit high up, I… I can’t reach them… It used to be a good friend who helped me pick them.”


As she spoke, the voice under the tree gradually quieted down, then she tried bouncing in place a couple of times, stretching her hand upwards, trying to pick the fruit from the high branches.


Zhao Lingfei glanced at the little Fox Demon in front of her.


Her clumsy and anxious movements were very cute.


“I’ll do it.”


Zhao Lingfei flicked her sleeve gently, waking up the resting Qingjing, making him float up to pick the fruits from the tree.


Qingjing transformed into a little person of Purple Energy, rising leisurely.


Su Xiaoxiao wiped the sweat off her forehead, then glanced at the familiar Qingjing…


A bit guilty, she looked away…


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ps: Brothers, refresh at three in the morning, and I’ll add another thousand words.