Xiao Yue jumped up and down saying: "The chapter updates are less than 30%, just wait until midnight and you can read it!"

  He saw her so excited to exchange names, his heart softened a bit. The pronunciation of Yunmian still sounded a bit strange. He looked around and found a withered branch on the ground nearby, picked it up, held it in his mouth, and scribbled two words on the ground.

  "Hear, courtyard."

  Wen Ting wrote and recited at the same time, with small stones and dust scattered on the ground, it was easy for him to draw out shapes.

  He finished writing and spat out the withered branch: "It's these two words."

  Yunmian leaned over, tilting her head to look, she couldn't write, only recognized a few simple characters, coincidentally the two characters that Wenhui wrote were unrecognizable to her, her ears perked up, revealing a puzzled expression.

  Wen Ting looked at her and smiled, patiently saying: "The crane cries in the ninth marsh, its voice heard in the wild. How is it tonight? The night is not yet over, the light of the courtyard lamp."

  He casually gave two examples, and when he came to the character of his own name, he particularly emphasized it, and put his claws on the edge of the character, pointing to Yunmian to indicate.

  Yunmian was delighted and read it twice more. After finishing, Yunmian felt that she should reciprocate, so she also picked up a twig and slowly wrote her own name on the ground. She didn't know many characters, but at least she knew how to write her own name.

  The name Yunmian is actually quite simple in meaning, and Wenting Guang could also guess which two characters it was, but he still looked at it seriously.

  It's strange to say, Yunmian is not only familiar in appearance, but also his name makes him feel like he has seen it before, as if today is not the first time they met, and he had seen him somewhere else before... but can't quite recall where.

  Wen Ting's mind was a complete blank, he couldn't think of anything, and the more he tried to think, the more uncomfortable he felt, unconsciously furrowing his brow...

  Suddenly, he felt a warmth on his forehead. In the time it took him to be dazed, Yunmian suddenly anxiously sprang over, and in the blink of an eye, she was right in front of him. Before Wenyin could react, Yunmian had already pressed her forehead against his.

  The girl's beautiful eyes were almost instantly close at hand, she looked at him with worried eyes, her eyes seemed to have starlight...

  Wēn tíng hū xī yī èr, tóng kǒu zhòu rán suō xiǎo, chà nà jiān jiǎn zhí lián xīn tiào dōu tíng le. Tā zhǐ jué de liǎn shàng shàn shí jiǎo dé lì hài, dùn shí huáng zhāng de wǎng hòu yī tiào, dào: "Nǐ... nǐ zuò shén me!"

  "......Huh?"

  Clouds sleep and hear courtyard jump walk, but don't understand why tilted head.

  She said: "Let me see if you're still cold or not. Your expression wasn't very good just now, I'm worried that there's still something uncomfortable about you."

  Cloudy sleep expression is simple and confused, looking like it's really not thinking much. This time, however, he changed to Wen Ting's cramped courtyard, his face turned red again, saying: "I'm fine, just now was..."

  Although he said so, but he couldn't find any reason for himself, and had no choice but to stop.

  Fortunately, Yunmian didn't notice his abnormality. The brief contact just now was enough to let her judge that Wenhui's body temperature was good and not as cold as an ice block like when he was buried in the snow before.

  Yunmian happily jumped up and down, made some space for herself, and showed her newly written words to Wenhua.

  Wen Ting subconsciously looked in the direction she hinted at, and then was stunned.

  The name Yunmian was indeed as he had thought, but in addition to her own name, she also learned to write the two characters "Wen Ting" below.

  She didn't even recognize characters before, naturally she hadn't studied calligraphy specially. Her handwriting doesn't have any particular style, but it's very neat and you can tell she tried to make it look good. The two names with four characters are arranged very neatly.

  For some reason, even this point has a familiar feeling. Wen Ting didn't feel anything before, but when he saw Yunmian writing his name, he suddenly felt very embarrassed. He hastily moved his eyes away and said: "I know, it looks great... Yunmian."

  Hearing Wen Ting repeat her name again, Yunmian also cooperated and responded with a "yeah". But she immediately became worried and asked: "Did I write something wrong?"

  "......Nothing."

  "That's good."

  Yunmian said that it was obviously her first time writing the two characters "Wen Ting", and when she heard Wen Ting say it correctly, she felt at ease. She walked around Wen Ting again for another two rounds, saw his tired expression, and hastily said: "You just woke up a moment ago, and previously you were buried in the snow for so long, your body definitely hasn't fully recovered yet. If you're feeling tired, go sleep for a while first, I'll be guarding here."

  Wen Ting didn't mean to let the girl take his place, but Yun Mian's feeling was not wrong, he was really very tired. Just now when talking to Yun Mian, he had forced himself a bit, and as time went on, he gradually couldn't hold on anymore. Wen Ting felt that the dizziness in his head hadn't dissipated, his eyelids were heavy and couldn't be opened, so he finally nodded reluctantly and lay down on the spot, curling up into a ball.

  Yunmian watched him fall asleep, his face almost touching the end of the bed. Wen Ting's eyelashes were very long, and when he slept, they fell down, giving a quiet feeling.

  Clouds swirled around him, thinking and still feeling uneasy. She raised her head to gaze at the fire, seeing that the fallen leaves were still plentiful, it should be a long time before they went out, so she also let out a yawn, snuggled up close to Wen Ting, huddled together tightly, making sure to share body heat with him, only then did she close her eyes.

  ……

  At this time, the sky was still not dark, and the green hills were all over with a bright light.

  Xi Yuan brought Wen He and Qing Yang, three foxes were bored squatting on the empty ground in the mountain forest.

  Because of the previous selection of attendants for the young master, the school still needs to make adjustments, so there are no classes for these few days. The three foxes don't need to go to school, and naturally they are together as usual.

  These days they didn't squat around the little fox den as often as before, so they got more and more bored. Qingyang was so idle that he used his back to rub against the snow, creating a fox-shaped depression on the flat snowy ground.

  Wenhe crouched on a nearby stone, watching the rolling Qingyang for a while, and then looked anxiously at Xiyuan on the other side.

  Xiyuan Zheng stood still, gazing in one direction at a distance. He had been less talkative than usual during this period, but he didn't seem to be out of spirits either. His back remained straight as ever, and his three red tails shone brightly like fire.

  Xi Yuan.

  Wen He swallowed his saliva and said cautiously: "Tuan Tuan... has been chosen as the young master's wife."

  In fact, until now, Wenhe still has an unbelievable feeling.

  He's not like Xiyuan, he's always disliked Yunmian. It's just that everyone thought the young master's wife would be Tianhuxian, a heavenly fox spirit who had been in contact with the young master since childhood, even if she wasn't someone who often came and went from the Fox Palace, at least she was originally a noblewoman from Qingqiu City... Who would have thought that the young master's wife would actually appear among them on the east mountain?! And it just so happens to be someone they're familiar with!

  He now knows that Yunmian is very good-looking, but the standard of the young master's wife is what you are currently reading "The Days of Qingqiu Fox Spirit Young Master and His Childhood Friend" Chapter 38. Only half a chapter is available here, to read the full version please search on Baidu: () then search again: The Days of Qingqiu Fox Spirit Young Master and His Childhood Friend

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