Fox Has No Malicious Intent

"Xiaolan, come here quickly, we're taking photos!"

Yu Xueqing burst into a grin seeing Xiaolan return and quickly called out to greet her little fox.

As Ah Qing walked out from the backlit area, Ansheng finally saw clearly what the "stick" in Yu Xueqing's hand was.

It was a colorful, stick-shaped firework.

"As long as it's not for hitting the fox, that's fine. I thought Ah Qing heard something here on the North Island!" Ansheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If it's because that Golden Lion King was roaring all over the place making my butt suffer...

Then Ansheng feels he should be sitting in the driver's seat of an ambulance, driving it to bump the Golden Lion King's butt before they carry it away.

"Where did you just poop? Why does it seem like you have a strange smell on you?"

Yu Xueqing picked up the little fox and placed it on the long bench in front of the restaurant, preparing to wipe the little fox with a wet tissue.

After picking up the little fox, Yu Xueqing smelled a bit of a bad odor on her fox.

She lifted the little fox's tail and looked towards its tail and butt area but didn't see any dirt, so she asked a bit oddly.

Ansheng is a fox living in the city, usually washed every two days or so, and generally doesn't roll around or drill into bushes, keeping a fragrant scent.

But the little fox just had a tussle with the lion and rode on a leopard's back to patrol South Island.

Those guys who escaped from the zoo aren't as meticulous about hygiene as Ansheng.

Therefore, Yu Xueqing noticed that other smells had attached to the little fox as soon as she got close.

"I can't help it! You didn't see the size of that golden fellow, good heavens, if I didn't rush in and topple it over, I couldn't even reach its face...."

The little fox languishing on the long bench reached out its little paw for Yu Xueqing to wipe, muttering complaints.

My shoulder height is just that much, and that Golden Lion King's shoulder height is one point two meters and upward, its paws were almost as big as a whole fox like me.

Those Spirit Beasts, each one of them is like they're on steroids, fat and strong, just short of joining a sumo tournament.

'Master, Master~ I pooped by the roadside, a long yellow four-legged beast defied me, as a fox I got annoyed and went ahead to reason with it....'

Ansheng's rant turned into a pitiful complaint by Yu Xueqing's side instantly.

While I was peacefully pooping in the bushes, a weasel dashed out, hitting my head, and almost knocked the poop right back in; luckily my bushy tail was strong enough to engage in a couple of rounds to buy myself enough time to finish up.

"Xiaolan...."

"Hmm?"

"Your description is pretty disgusting." Yu Xueqing couldn't help but open her mouth to tease.

"But.... is that little guy alright? It's a protected species, can't injure it."

"???"

The little fox was filled with suspicion, a bit doubtful if Ah Qing's internal machine translation gave her something wrong.

......

After cleaning up the little fox, Yu Xueqing held Ansheng and went to gather at the square in front of the restaurant.

Mo Yiqing and Qiu Lingling were already waiting there.

Mo Yiqing was squatting on the ground, lighting a 'firework Gatling gun' with a lighter; she lit the firework and held it up to shoot into the sky.

Mo Yiqing's face was flush with excitement. Although Zen City allowed fireworks to be set off in designated hours...

But those fireworks... let's just say this!

Mo Yiqing dared to light and sit on them; their power wasn't even as strong as a popper.

Priced at 458 yuan, with 280 rounds, handheld; it was a huge temptation for Mo Yiqing.

No wonder people say that Xia Dong's lunar fest is filled with flavor, having such a big firework Gatling gun to play with is enough to exhaust a group of friends.

"Suddenly I kind of miss Yin Pengfei...." said Mo Yiqing, holding the firework Gatling firing into the sky while listening to fireworks popping, and suddenly felt a bit regretful.

If only I knew Xia Dong's fireworks were this fierce, I would've tied Yin Pengfei to a tree for a round of shooting.

Otherwise, it wouldn't feel right not to repay him for all the annoyance he gave before.

"Ah Qing, look, how is my pose? Is it flamboyant like the foxes on the music platforms?"

In front of a lit firework, the little fox swayed its butt, tongue lolling, posed in a pouncing posture, and asked Ah Qing, who was taking pictures with a phone, while looking back.

"Xiaolan, don't move! Just keep that pose!" Yu Xueqing excitedly snapped several high-definition photos of her little fox.

As time gradually reached nine, the coastal fireworks show was about to start.

Amidst the fireworks, the restaurant rooftop turned on a spotlight, allowing tourists to take backlit-free photos with a backdrop of the dazzling fireworks.

At Qiu Lingling's request, the restaurant owner came out reluctantly to snap a group photo for the three people and one fox.

Yu Xueqing on the left, Mo Yiqing on the right, and Qiu Lingling stood behind them, wrapping her arms around their waists.

The little fox was lifted in the center, surrounded by these friends, looking bewildered and embarrassed.

"Ah Qing..."

Just as the shutter was about to be pressed, Mo Yiqing glanced at Ah Qing, giving a look.

Yu Xueqing turned her head towards Mo Yiqing with resignation.

Then.

Mo Yiqing and Yu Xueqing leaned their heads to rest on the little fox's cheeks, while Qiu Lingling leaned forward, pressing down on the little fox and the heads of Yu Xueqing and Mo Yiqing.

"?"

The little fox looked surprised, its round eyes darting around, looking utterly confused and bewildered.

"You guys.... are you trying to siphon my Yang Qi?" Ansheng was full of doubt, looking at Mo Yiqing, who was biting down on its head and getting slobber on it, and complained:

"No way! You bite my head; I also need to bite yours for it to be fair."

The restaurant uncle took several photos for them.

When Yu Xueqing retrieved the phone, Qiu Lingling eagerly called out from the side: "Have you all taken the pictures? Now is the prime time for catching squid. The fishing boat we booked is already waiting at the dock."

"Then let's go! Time for a late-night snack!" Mo Yiqing spoke confidently: "Watch us reel in a couple of hundred-pound yellowfin tuna, guaranteed to pay back!"

"Do you..... often go sea fishing?" Qiu Lingling looked surprised, gazing at Mo Yiqing's pale and tender skin.

"Nope! But I won't let myself lose face, even if I don't catch any, I can always buy a couple of fish to show off later." Mo Yiqing replied matter-of-factly.

The relatives and friends back home won't witness my entire fishing process.

It's best if I catch some, if not, I'll just buy two from fellow fishermen on the same boat and post photos on social media.

Isn't that what all anglers do?

You can lose anything, except letting others know you got played by the fish in the pond.

"Whee whee whee..."

Once on the big sea fishing boat booked by Qiu Lingling, taking advantage of Yu Xueqing being in the changing room, switching into waterproof and life jackets, the sneaky little fox snuck into Yu Xueqing's bag, took out a phone, and logged into its QQ account.

[Lin Ying, do me a favor. I knocked a lion's head sideways, might need a doctor. If convenient, have a doctor wait in the North Island Fishing Village of Qingao Island for when I return from sea....]