Chapter 3 — Raising a Demon King as a Pet by Mistake

Of course I don't know— In the tradition of the silver fox clan, the base of the tail is the second most forbidden area, only after the belly. Only demons who have formed mates and celebrated a grand wedding are allowed to touch each other's tail base. This position for the silver fox tribe is equivalent to… In human terms— Well, it's impossible to say. In short, the monologue in Dung Cuu Uyen's heart right now is:

"What exactly does this woman want to do? First perform the contract ceremony by rubbing her belly, then use a kiss on the forehead to confirm her love, and now in front of everyone... touch the fate base—the base of the deity's tail!"

“Do you know that in demonic rituals, this action is equivalent to announcing in front of thousands of demons that two people have made love?”

His consciousness ran wild in his body, almost collapsing.

"Calm down. Calm down. You're just a lowly human, unable to know the rituals of the demon race. This is definitely... some kind of human treatment method."

"That's right, Bach Tu once said she studied veterinary medicine. She was just... just taking a medical exam."

But his tail lost control, wrapping around my wrist. Wrap very tightly.

“…The deity's tail betrayed the deity.”

In his heart, a tragic cry rang out. I took it out of the water, wrapped it in a dry white towel, turning it into a towel roll. A way to wrap a newborn baby into a tube. It was wrapped tightly, revealing only its small face and two pointed ears, completely unable to move.

“Be good, let's dry your hair.”

I turned on the dryer, adjusted the wind level and lowest temperature. The warm wind blew into his face and he wrinkled his nose. I blow-dry and brush the fur with my fingers. After being bathed, its fur was certainly much more beautiful. The silvery white fur under the warm light radiates a gentle light, soft and smooth like silk.

“Look at your baby, how beautiful it is after bathing.”

I bent down and smiled at it.

“Tieu Ngan is the most handsome boy.”

It immediately turned its eyes elsewhere. The tip of the tail inside the towel roll moved slightly. When the drying reaches my ears, I deliberately slow it down. Its ears are very thin. The warm wind penetrated through the fur, causing its eyes to unconsciously squint. The little fox's body gradually relaxed, although it seemed very involuntary. Breathing becomes regular and prolonged. Then, an extremely small sound came from its chest.

“Grrrrrrrr…”

I was stunned. Do foxes also purr? The sound rang out again, like a small engine had just started.

“Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr…”

I held my breath, but the movements on my hand still didn't stop.

“Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…”

It completely closed its eyes, its small head unconsciously rubbing against my palm. My heart melts.

“So good.”

I couldn't help but kiss it again, this time on the tip of its nose. The purring immediately stopped. It opened its eyes. The amber pupils shrunk, the ears turned red and purple. The next second, it buried its face in the roll of towels, its tail inside swinging frantically back and forth. So adorable. I decided that in this fortnight, I must make this poor little animal ten pounds fatter.

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Chapter 3 The next three days, I focused all my attention on Tieu Ngan. It's not that I'm biased. Okay, maybe a little biased. But the remaining five children are all healthy and active, and everything they eat is delicious. Only Tieu Ngan is skinny bones, and is picky about eating and drinking. He doesn't even bother to look at the usual food for young animals. In the menu left by Bach Tu, each child's food has its own proportions. As for Tieu Ngan's entry, it was written: "Ling rice porridge cooked with Thien Son snow lotus juice." What fairy menu is this? I searched the kitchen and discovered that there were actually these ingredients in the refrigerator. The label also depicts a silver-white fox. I followed the menu and cooked porridge.

"Tieu Ngan, come eat."

It sat on the window sill, turned its head to look at the bowl of porridge and then didn't move. I brought the bowl in front of him, used a small spoon to take a spoonful, blew it cool and brought it to my mouth.

“Come on, a—”

It coldly closed its eyes. Okay, have guts. In animal behavior, I once studied some young animals who developed eating disorders after suffering psychological trauma. In this case, the most effective way is to simulate the way the mother animal feeds. That means using your mouth to feed food. Even though the subject is a small fox, it's not unacceptable. I scooped some porridge into my mouth, tested the temperature, then lifted Tieu Ngan up, pressed my lips to her small mouth, and slowly passed the porridge over. Tieu Ngan's body immediately hardened into a fossil. Four small legs spread out, floating in mid-air, completely frozen. Its eyes were so wide that they were almost falling out. In my amber pupils reflected my face. Then, he saw— I was using the same way to feed Doan Tu on the opposite side. Doan Tu opened his mouth and happily swallowed the porridge I passed him. Tieu Ngan's pupils shrank again. I fed Nhu Me a piece. Feed Dau Sa a piece. Tieu That ran over and I also took a bite. Tieu Ngan's ears slowly pressed down. It bowed its head and was silent for two seconds. Then— He buried his face in the bowl and started eating porridge. Eats extremely aggressively. It's like having a grudge against that bowl of porridge.

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“Use your lips to share food, enjoy the same thing.”

Dung Cuu Uyen's spirit searched all the demonic classics in his mind.

"Article three hundred and seventy-two, Heavenly Kiss Ritual, Clan Chi Ngan Ho: Use your mouth to pass food to your partner, called the ceremony of sharing life. The person performing this ritual lives in the same bed, dies in the same acupuncture point, forever without separation."

His heart beat as fast as a war drum.

“She... performed the ceremony of sharing fate with the deity.”

He secretly raised his head to look at Khuong Niem Niem who was wiping Tieu That's mouth. The sunlight shines on her profile face. The corner of her lips had a bit of porridge on it, she casually wiped it away with the back of her hand. She smiled very beautifully. Are not.

“What is your deity thinking?”

He immediately buried his head back in the bowl. Then, he remembered a very important matter— She didn't just perform the same fate ceremony with him. She also did it with all the other hatchlings. She fed Doan Tu. Feed Nhu Me. Even fed Tieu That, that stupid wolf. A strange feeling that he had never experienced before, like something was gnawing at his internal organs, suddenly arose.

“…How many good husbands does she have?”

He buried his face in the bowl and took a big gulp of rice porridge. Then choked. Khuong Niem Niem immediately put Tieu That down and ran to pat his back.

“Oh, eat slowly! No one will fight with you.”