Hoo...
Morning, the cold wind blows the frost flowers by the roadside.
The government car is steady, weaving through the traffic.
In the car, Bai Mo is drinking a cup of hot soy milk while watching the news.
This soy milk is quite ordinary, bland, yet overly sweet, as if it's made from soybean powder and sugar, but drinking it hot, flowing down the throat, this warmth indeed dispels the morning's weariness.
The fox apprentice Night Cat's Eye squats beside the master, holding a premium meat sandwich, taking big bites, eyes half-closed, face full of happiness.
Next to him, Fang Xiaoyu asks.
"How is it, is this better or the pancake from yesterday?"
Night Cat's Eye swallows a mouthful of meat sandwich, tilts its head looking at Fang Xiaoyu.
The pancake from yesterday?
It didn't eat that either!
But foxes are very cunning, they won't show their true intentions.
