Chapter 28 (1/2)

Fang Yun took a chicken wing, put it in the slave's bowl and said, ”eat.”

Nu Nu immediately thanked Fang Yun with two small claws, and then ate happily.

Fang Yun and the four were amused by the polite little fox. Yang Yuhuan put another piece of meat in the slave's bowl.

Nu Nu immediately looked up and looked at Yang Yuhuan with vigilance, then looked at the meat, gently smelled it with his nose, and continued to eat the chicken wings delivered to him by Fang Fang.

After eating Fang Yun's chicken wings, nu Nu licked her claws and mouth with her little pink tongue. She didn't look at the meat contained by Yang Yuhuan. She just looked up at Fang Yun with lovely and pathetic eyes, as if saying: give me another piece, just one!

Fang Yun didn't expect that Nu Nu didn't eat the meat given by others, so he said, ”you can eat that meat at ease. You should listen to her later.”

Nu Nu lowered her head reluctantly and began to eat the meat given by Yang Yuhuan.

Fang Yun reached out and touched his head. The slave rubbed Fang Yun's hand with his head, ate the meat in one bite, showing a satisfied look, and was no longer dissatisfied.

Fang Yun fed the slave while eating. After eating, he found that the slave was not as big as a chicken, but he ate a whole chicken with a full belly.

After dinner, Fang Yun put the slave back into the bamboo basket. He took a break and continued to write the story of the west chamber.

Just after writing for a while, nu Nu suddenly cried out.

Fang Yun looked around and saw Nu pointing to Fang Yun's table with his little claw.

”Are you coming up?” Fang Yun asked.

Nu Nu immediately nodded excitedly.

”OK.” Fang Yun picked it up and looked at its claws carefully. Her claws have pink meat pads. They are very cute, and there is no dirt or dust. But she just ate meat on the ground and didn't wash her claws.

”People are talented and sheltered. They can 'keep mosquitoes away from the body', but only when they become a 'Hanlin' can they have 'no dust on the body'. Even if they don't take a bath for decades, they don't have dirt on the body. Demons may have a similar body without dust, but their strength must be at least equal to that of Hanlin. It's obviously a young fox. Is it not in an ordinary position?”

Fang Yun thought and put the slave on the table.

Fang Yun suddenly asked, ”do you understand our Terran words?”

Nu Nu reacted very quickly this time and shook her head firmly.

Fang Yun stretched out his hand to help his forehead: ”you are so clever!”

Nu Nu immediately laughed happily and thought Fang Yun really praised it.

Fang Yun smiled and continued to write the story of the west chamber.

Nu Nu lay on the table and looked at the words on the paper. At first, his eyes were blurred. After a while to clarify the relationship between the characters, he immediately came to the spirit and stared at them, and his expression changed with Fang Yun's words.

When Fang Zhiyun and Cui Yingying were talking about love, nu Nu looked obsessed.

When Fang Zhiyun helped Cui Yingying resolve the crisis, nu Nu was very happy.

When writing about Liu Zizheng's design of the cloud of harm, the slave suddenly shouted angrily, waved his claws and patted the three words ”Liu Zizheng”.

”What are you doing?” Fang Yun glared at nu.

Nu Nu looked at Fang Yun angrily and didn't get away from the story.

Fang Yun patted it on the head and said, ”be honest, or I won't let you see it.”

Nu Nu realized that she was too impulsive, scratched her head with her little claws, smiled shyly, and showed an expression of admitting her mistake.

”I didn't expect that my first reader would be a fox,” Fang Yun said with a smile.

Nu Nu shouted discontentedly, as if to say what happened to the fox?

Fang Yun wrote for two hours and felt tired. He left the East chamber with some pens, ink, paper and inkstones. He wanted to teach Yang Yuhuan to read while he was resting.

Nu Nu stayed on the table honestly. When Fang Yun left, he immediately looked at the story of the west chamber from the beginning excitedly, and raised his ears from time to time to listen to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun put his pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table in the West Wing room, went to the door of the main house and saw Yang Yuhuan tidying up the yard.

”Sister Yuhuan, wash your hands. Come in. I have something to tell you.”

”Oh.” Yang Yuhuan took his face and washed his hands, and then walked to Fang Yun.

”What's up?” Yang Yuhuan looked at Fang Yun with her beautiful face.

Fang Yun took her hand and walked in and said, ”let me teach you to read and write.”

”HMM.” Yang Yuhuan felt the temperature and firmness in Fang Yun's hand and promised softly.

Fang Yun took Yang Yuhuan to the West Wing room, spread white paper and picked up his pen, but he didn't write immediately.