The little fox burst out laughing and even deliberately flicked her big fluffy tail right in front of him.
Young scholar, you never saw this coming, did you!
This pretty immortal big sister actually turns out to be a bona fide fox spirit!
Ahhh, bad girl bullying the honest, upright scholar—this kind of trope, I love it.
Mu Anhan felt so happy!
"Big sister's tail is even prettier, you know!"
She tempted him again.
The scholar stared at her in a daze.
"Do you only like big sister, and not big sister's tail?"
She looked at him and let out a soft laugh.
The scholar stretched out his large, well‑jointed hand and landed it on her fox tail.
His hand was big, but the way he stroked her was very gentle.
Mu Anhan felt that even if the tail was fake, she could still feel how pampered she was in his touch.
"Young scholar, how did the hand you use to hold a brush get so big?" She turned her head and saw his big hand gently stroking her fox tail.
