If the person in front of him were Ning Feiyan, he might have been able to get used to it.

But this big-breasted fox had always been tough, ruthless, with a few hints of cold-bloodedness and indifference in her eyes.

Except for having a body that exudes charm, her gaze and the pitiful allure seemed not even remotely related.

Yet now, she suddenly softened and feigned pity, it was truly hard to resist.

Perhaps she really was gravely injured, revealing the vulnerable side of a fox’s heart; she was unexpectedly clingy and gentle.

"Alright, alright, don’t cry. If you’re really feeling that unwell, I’ll let you have the bed."

Letting a piece of meat that’s already at your mouth slip away, how can that be?

Shu Ci saw that this trick worked and continued to apply it vigorously, tearfully summoning two fox tails, wrapping them tightly like an octopus around Baili An’s legs and waist.

Continuing in a theatrical tone: "No way, it’s warmer with two people under the cover. My tails got drenched in the rain, they’re terribly cold and can’t hide anymore. Please warm me up～"

Some people, by nature, are natural charmers, although Shu Ci had never tried before.

Yet after a visit to a brothel and reading some storybooks, she quickly learned through seeing and hearing.

Baili An kept a straight face, insisting: "I have fainted into the lady’s hands several times, since the lady has had more than a little contact with my body, you should already know.

I am no ordinary person. I have no heartbeat, no body temperature, and cannot warm your body, nor your tails.

Sharing the bed would only split the warmth of the bed, making it uncomfortable."

Seeing that this person was hard to deal with, Shu Ci continued with a pitiful expression, one tail coiled around his leg, the tip curling up to his foot, playfully tickling his soles.

"Even so, when the body feels unwell, holding something makes the heart feel less empty. Besides, isn’t your body already quite warm?

When I hug a bone, it’s not as cold as that, look, my tail fur is all cool, can you bear to push me away?

I heard a powerful demon hunter recently arrived in this small village. If tomorrow I go out and can’t hide my tails.

If he spots them and cuts me down with one strike, there will be no fox to snuggle with you like this anymore."

Who wants to snuggle with you?!

Baili An gritted his teeth, feeling her body becoming more excessive, clinging tighter.

His arm sank into a soft, boneless tenderness. He tried to pull his arm back, but the deeper it sunk, he had no choice but to give up.

After a few rounds of this, Baili An felt extremely weary and gradually lost the will to keep this up.

"Fine, I won’t leave, just put your tails away, it’s too tight and uncomfortable."

Seeing him finally compromise, Shu Ci obediently withdrew her two fluffy, soft large tails, letting them fall softly over the bedside edge, resting on the floor.

Baili An frowned again; she had mentioned her tails were cold, and hearing he wouldn’t leave, she probably feared upsetting him, so she left them outside.

Awkwardly, he twisted his body inward, with a face like iron: "Tails."

Shu Ci was startled: "What?"

"What’s the point of having your tails outside like that?! Bring them in and hide them properly."

Although Shu Ci had used the advantage of her tails to tease Baili An.

But this does not mean she enjoyed letting others play with her tails at will.

After a slight struggle, she decided to first soothe his temper and do her best to satisfy his peculiar fetish.

Silently bearing the humiliation, she slowly retracted her tails, slid them into the blanket, and carefully placed them into Baili An’s palm.

Even reminding him: "Be gentle..."

Baili An felt uncomfortable hearing it.

Why does this sound so ambivalent?