Old Man, White Fox

Bai Ying looked at the man for a moment, the smile on his face that would not fade as long as he looked at him. Bai Ying finally removed Su Li Ming's hand from his leg and pulled his leg from the man's lap.

"Uh, pardon me, it's troublesome Young Mas, .. eh Brother Su, but, Ying er doesn't think it's necessary, thank you, Brother"

Su Liming smiled. Both hands are empty now. He took a deep breath.

"Heh, well, it can't be helped, but it's not a bother at all, after all, it's just the two of us in this valley, there's no one else here besides us. Oh well, little brother, why are you suddenly not trying to find your way out again? Is that mean, Brother Hua is willing to live here with me? Until whenever?" asked the young man.