"It's really you! Little rascal, running around everywhere! Almost got yourself caught, huh? Still throwing tantrums?"
Luo Qingtong chuckled as she pinched its little paw.
Its sharp claws were originally scratching at her clothes, but as soon as it saw her reach out, it quickly retracted its claws.
Luo Qingtong felt that Ye Qianming was certainly not only good with training.
This little fox seemed so young, yet it knew to retract its claws when her hand came over, avoiding hurting her.
The well-trained little fox Ye Qianming: "..."
Luo Qingtong held onto the little guy's soft paws, gently pressing them against her face, then looked at the guards from the Second Elder's line of the Hu Family and said, "This little silver fox is mine, you can leave now."
Saying this, Luo Qingtong held Ye Qianming and headed towards the main courtyard.
The guards from the Second Elder's line of the Hu Family were at a loss.
