The little fox raised its tail and covered its nose with its paws: "My mother didn't give me the antidote!"
"Really?"
Jun Wuchen narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't believe it in his heart.
"Really, forget it if you don't believe it." The little fox said angrily, but his big cunning eyes were moving around.
Jun Wuchen stared at it and smiled suddenly, with a sinister and dangerous smile.
The little fox instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and just wanted to get under the quilt, but unfortunately it was not fast enough...
The fur on the back of the neck suddenly tightened, and was picked up by a slender jade-like hand and raised to the front.
Its purple, round and wide fox eyes reflected the man's cold silver mask, and the corners of his mouth were raised dangerously. Under the mask, there was a pair of coquettish dark purple phoenix eyes.
"Ugh..."
This scene would have made one's scalp tense, but with the little fox's keen sense of smell, he could only smell the stench of the man's body that would kill someone.
The pointed little mouth opened, and it suddenly let out a retching sound, and its little paws desperately covered its nose and struggled.
"You smell so bad! Don't touch me, vomit..."
The veins on Jun Wuchen's forehead jumped: "Hand over the antidote!"
"There is no antidote, vomit..."
"You're disobedient, aren't you?"
Jun Wuchen was holding it with one hand, rolled up his sleeves with the other and was about to stuff it into its mouth, and said grimly: "Then you just wait to be stinked to death!"
"!!!"
The little fox watched in horror as his smelly sleeves came closer, and immediately struggled wildly.
Four little paws fluttered in mid-air.
While fluttering, he howled miserably: "Don't come here, stinky thing... Mother, help me! Xiao Mo is going to be stunk to death!!"
After shouting, I realized something was wrong.
It covered its mouth tightly with its two front paws, its fluffy tail was curled up, the tips of its ears were trembling, and its eyes were round and full of alertness.
"Xiao Mo..."
Jun Buli hid behind the quilt, extremely nervous.
Jun Wuchen shook the little fox in his hand and asked with a sneer: "Where is the antidote?"
"Uh huh!" The little fox covered his mouth with his paws, speechless, and stared at him angrily.
If you say no, then there is no!
An excellent fox is powerful and unyielding! If you say you won’t give it, you won’t give it.
"Ha, it's quite brave." Jun Wuchen smiled but looked at it up and down.
He suddenly changed his hands, took one of the little fox's hind paws with his left hand, and lifted its entire body up, head down, shaking it vigorously.
This posture is like pouring beans through a bamboo tube.
"Bata!"
A tightly wrapped small paper bag fell out from the thick fur of the little fox.
"Big bad guy, let me go!"
The little fox became anxious as soon as he saw the paper bag. His soft little body turned over, bent like a fishhook, and he scratched Jun Wuchen's hand with his paws.
Jun Wuchen raised his eyebrows teasingly, picked it up and shook it twice.
"Ah!" The little fox finally bent his body and was shaken down immediately, swinging his head down several times.
"Okay, I'm so dizzy...stop shaking..."
Jun Wuchen held its hind legs and continued to shake.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!"
Several small pills fell out of the little fox's fur and rolled to the ground.
Jun Wuchen glanced down and said with a half-smile, "You are not that big, but you have a lot of things to hide."
I don’t know how it is hidden, it is both a pill and a small paper bag...
"So dizzy..."
The little fox's eyes were like mosquito-repellent incense, spinning in circles in a daze, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.
Jun Wuchen shook it a few more times to make sure there was nothing else on it, then he picked up its hind legs and threw it onto the bed. Jun Buli hurriedly reached out to catch it.