Sure enough, the old fox Dong Huang took the bowl and chopsticks by himself with a thick face, and then paced gracefully to sit down opposite Su Kui, and began to feast on it.
Su Kui has been quietly watching Dong Huang eat all the dishes in his stomach, and when he narrowed his satiated fox eyes, he faintly spoke and said: "There have been several homicides in Area A recently."
Dong Huang picked up those extremely romantic long blue eyebrows, and the cinnabar tears at the corners of his eyes were also extremely charming. He casually supported his cheek with one hand and tilted his head, "You are not responsible for area A, right?"
"It's Lan Qi," Su Kui replied, her light gray eyes moved and her lips pressed. "Dong Huang, you won't attack humans, will you?"
Squinting satisfactorily, Dong Huang, who was looking at the woman on the opposite side against the dim light above his head, heard that the pair of narrow fox eyes opened sharply, his eyes staring at Su Kui silently as if the paint was applied. For a while, he Suddenly sneered, "Why, those homicides are problematic?"
Su Kui frowned, "You answer me first."
"What's the matter?" Dong Huang stretched out his hand and squeezed her cheek quickly, sighing secretly that she was really thin, a little fatter would feel good. He said, "What's so fun over there? It's all places where low-level monsters haunt. What should I go there for?"
"By the way, one by one, shouldn't you—" He raised his eyebrows, and suddenly narrowed his mouth aggrieved. "Do you doubt me?"
"I'm a good citizen. I grew up watching your boss. You said, I'm so disregarding my identity?"
After he finished speaking, he shook his head, very sad.
Su Kui ignores his self-pity, this old fox pretends all day, often seizures, she is also used to it.
For a moment, Dong Huang probably didn't bother to do such a loss.
"But," Su Kui thought of the smell during the day, "I asked Lan Qi, all the dead are beautiful girls, and they can't find their souls. Also, Dong Huang, the fragrance of your body , Are you alone?"
She must confirm.
Dong Huang nodded, "Of course, do you think, the fox clan, anyone dares to use the same fragrance as the fox king? Huh?"
He squinted his eyebrows and looked very romantic.
Hearing his words, Su Kui's brows did not loosen, but frowned even tighter. Seeing her appearance, completely different from the indifferent appearance of the past, Dong Huang laughed and said: "One by one, are you not, are you still doubting me?"
He was joking, but he didn't expect Su Kui to look at him a few times and nodded firmly.
This time Dong Huang was dumbfounded, "One by one, you—"
He was dumb and slender like a jade palm on Su Kui's forehead, muttering to himself, "I don't have a fever, how can I speak nonsense?" After all, he stood up and walked around Su Kui. I walked around two times and observed, "Is the person living in the body? Is this one I know?"
Su Kui was helpless by his inattention, "Okay, Dong Huang, stop making trouble."
"I went over and watched it today. The deceased's room smells like you."
To be honest, she also didn't want to believe that Dong Huang would do such abusive things. After all, his identity is there. Although he is sloppy and doesn't do things right, Su Kui still believes what he feels about his behavior.
"Ok?"
These words successfully made Dong Huang pause, his slender brows frowned tightly, and his eyes became sharp.