Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Chapter 561 Different

Su Haitang could feel that Xiaoyu was connected to her heart and soul, attached to her like a child.

Su Haitang no longer had any worries, ignored the annoying bookshelf, got up and walked around the rooms, thinking about how to decorate it.

These four rooms all lacked fireworks, so she had to clean them up.

Zhengdong was looking around happily, Su Haitang's mind moved slightly, and he raised his eyes and subconsciously looked out the window.

The little fox was blocked outside the open door, scratching his head and trying to get in but couldn't.

Su Haitang praised Xiaoyu's ability with satisfaction, and with a sudden thought, he let the little fox in.

"Master, this broken house is bullying me and I am not allowed to enter."

The little fox felt aggrieved and threw herself into her arms, crying.

Su Haitang smiled and touched its illusory little body, her mood was cloudless!

"There are only some furniture in the house, so it's not fun to be empty. Don't you like to soak in the spiritual spring outside? From now on, you can play outside and I will make a beautiful nest for you."

The little fox's red eyes flashed, looking at her and then at the house.

"I want to sleep with the master."

With Xiaoyu's mind connected for comparison, Su Haitang could finally clearly feel that there was something wrong with the little fox.

She couldn't directly perceive the little fox's thoughts. All the emotional changes were caused by the little fox.

Not to mention, out of space, she couldn't sense the little fox's position at all. Instead, it knew her whereabouts like the back of its hand!

Who is the master of whom?

Su Haitang remembered Xiaoyu's reminder to her and paid more attention to the little fox.

"You are the only one who loves to act coquettishly."

She laughed, ignored the question, carried the little fox out of the house, and walked casually along the path.

"Did Cheng Yuanzheng ask you to bring a message? By the way, I forgot to ask you, can Cheng Yuanzheng understand what you said?"

The little fox's red eyes flashed, half lowered, and nestled comfortably in her arms.

"I can speak now."

It answered perfectly.

Su Haitang smiled.

"Then did you tell him this?"

The little fox tilted its head cutely.

"Can't you tell me?"

Su Haitang gently scratched the soft hair on its neck, his voice careless.

"Who else did you tell?"

The little fox felt her displeasure keenly and pitifully stretched out his little tongue to lick the back of her hand.

"Master, are you unhappy? I just told him, but he didn't believe it and thought it was a dream."

"Cheng Yuanzheng doesn't believe what I say, and other stupid humans won't believe it either. I won't humiliate myself."

Su Haitang leaned over and grabbed a handful of soil, feeling it carefully in his hands.

The grain texture is really fine, the temperature and humidity are right, there is almost no difference everywhere, it’s top-quality fertile farmland.

The little fox jumped on her shoulder in disgust.

"Master, how old are you? You're still playing in the mud. You're so dirty."

Su Haitang clapped his hands casually, returned to the edge of the spiritual spring, and washed his hands with water from the spring.

"Little fox, you always call me master, what do you mean?"

Her attitude was casual, like she was making small talk.

"It means literally, the master is the master."

The little fox opened his eyes innocently, and suddenly his little paws slapped his forehead.

"I suddenly have something extra here. Master, let me tell you."

What the little fox told Su Haitang was information about space.

"This place is called Xiaolangya, but it's broken, and we need to get a lot of good things to repair it."

"I can help the master find useful treasures."

The little fox raised his head and chest proudly, and was sullen.