Chapter 39: Aqing

“Ah! Xiao’an—”

Just as An Sheng rolled over on the sofa, preparing to go back to sleep, he suddenly felt a jolt to his rear, the fluffy fox fur rippling like water.

An Sheng lifted his head, bewildered, toward Yu Xueqing, who was sitting in front of the sofa and spanking her own little bottom.

What’s wrong, Aqing?

“Where did you run off to last night?”

Yu Xueqing tugged at her clothes and waved them in front of An Sheng.

Yu Xueqing’s pajamas were simple: just a plain, loose cotton T-shirt and a cotton shorts to prevent exposure—but now the T-shirt was completely covered in tiny fox paw prints.

On the beige fabric, front and collar, were scattered yellow mud Meihua -shaped paw prints.

Yu Xueqing glared at An Sheng, cheeks puffed with anger.

Because of the tea mountain economy, Changxizhen once laid cement concrete roads, now it has asphalt roads.

If Xiao’an had just played near the house, he could never have gotten mud on his paws like this.

“Mmm?”

An Sheng tilted his head, dazed and mumbly whimpering.

“Hmph! Don’t think you can charm your way out of this! Fox misdeeds must be punished by all!”

Yu Xueqing, face stern, carried the fox into the bathroom, placed him in a red basin, and began scrubbing him with shower gel.

Especially the dirt between his little toes—she cleaned those with particular care.

“Mmmmm—”

An Sheng’s face radiated comfort, savoring Aqing’s free massage service.

After rinsing off the imported food, Yu Xueqing let out a satisfied huff, shoved An Sheng out the bathroom door, and told him to dry off on his own.

Any furry creature hates baths.

Yu Xueqing scrubbed the fox thoroughly.

She believed Xiao’an would recognize his mistake and, whenever he wanted to play in mud again, he’d remember today.

After scrubbing the little fox, Yu Xueqing also took a shower in the bathroom.

After washing away the dirt and mud, she patted the fox’s head, kissed his forehead, told him to guard the house, then stepped out to buy today’s ingredients for the little fox.

“Mmm—”

An Sheng sat crouched in the courtyard under the sun, lazily yawning as he dried his premium fox fur.

“Sleep at two, wake at eight—we’ll both be sipping millet porridge in the ICU.”

An Sheng let out a long yawn; clearly, his biological clock was messed up, leaving him a bit drowsy.

He usually slept at three and woke at eleven—today, Aqing woke him up for a bath, leaving him severely sleep-deprived.

But since he was awake, An Sheng didn’t go back to sleep on the sofa.

An Sheng mumbled his way back inside, grabbed an empty cola bottle, came out to the courtyard, filled it with water from the faucet, then dragged it to the dry flowerbed.

An Sheng approached the blocked dog hole, staring at the lone green sprout growing in the parched soil.

He poured half the bottle over the sprout, then stretched his legs out with a look of pure satisfaction and gave it a good soak.

After finishing his morning first stream, An Sheng moved a little farther away and poured the other half over the sprout.

Animal urine does contain nutrients beneficial to plants.

But urine shouldn’t be applied directly to plants—especially seedlings—since it can cause “burning,” killing them.

Organic fertilizer must be fermented and aged before being applied to plants.

Of course, An Sheng dared not keep organic fertilizer fermentation tools in Aqing’s house.

If Aqing found those things, she’d think of him as a dirty little fox.

An Sheng figured, if Aqing got angry, she’d very likely smack his head with a fertilizer scoop.

Composting at home was impossible—but this sprout before him, if left unfertilized, would never grow in such barren soil.

But An Sheng had farmed in his past life.

If fermentation wasn’t possible, organic fertilizer could still be diluted with water or mixed with soil to avoid burning seedlings or altering soil pH.

Mixing urine with soil? Not practical.

Diluting it with water worked better.

After watering the sprout, An Sheng’s fur was nearly dry.

The fox sauntered back inside, slipped into Yu Xueqing’s room, and started scrolling on his phone.

Aqing had many phones; as a fox, An Sheng was assigned one to watch Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf.

Aqing hoped the fox living in the city could still enjoy pastoral life.

But An Sheng rarely watched Pleasant Goat—he preferred chatting and trolling in the penguin group, occasionally opening a small window to watch movie recaps.

NationalCan’tFly (An Sheng’s ID): 【Please send me the link to this month’s latest anime. Ultimate hunger.jpg.】

I’m Dijia in Xiabei: 【Check yours.】

StrongAnalSqueezeCutOffTraitor: 【Check yours.】

NationalCan’tFly: 【???】

This was an Nongke Academy forum group; An Sheng had disguised himself as a pervert to sneak in, planning to brag and show off.

But for some reason, after a week, all group members unanimously voted.

An Sheng, in real life, must be a thirty-sixth brother—pale, beautiful, with long legs—and thus became the group mascot.

No dirty pictures were ever seen.

If you ask, it’s kkp.

After An Sheng posted a selfie and claimed he was pure, the group members kept muttering: “That face is so cute—he must be a dirty-footed hick in real life.”

…………

Time passed slowly.

In her dorm room, Yu Xueqing, An Sheng clicked on Pleasant Goat and watched with great interest.

When Yu Xueqing wasn’t in the room, An Sheng opened the music app and watched naughty fox videos, learning every word and movement.

“Xiao’an, stop watching Pleasant Goat—you can’t eat those little fat lambs.”

Yu Xueqing picked up An Sheng and pressed him against her cheek, rubbing his little belly fiercely, inhaling deeply of his yang energy, then preparing for her livestream.

“Come on! Let’s go to the living room and turn on the AC.”

“Mmmmm?”

An Sheng looked at Yu Xueqing, puzzled—why was she bringing him along for her livestream?

It was only her second day livestreaming; her sales pitch was painfully bad.

Last night, Yu Zhenghong had even messaged Yu Xueqing on WeChat, telling her to livestream a few more days to get used to the rhythm.

Then Dad would boost her with some Yinfu No. 1 to increase visibility.

“Alright!”

Yu Xueqing sat at the cleared dining table, using her 60,000-yuan livestreaming gear, confidently staring at the zero-viewer livestream: “Today is also a day full of hope! Aqing’s sales will explode!”

“So… Aqing, this is why you put me under the table?”

An Sheng crouched under the table, Yu Xueqing’s two legs pinching his body, holding him firmly beneath.

And the fox’s fluffy tail just covered her instep.

“Mmmmm?”

『Master~ Is this part of the hunt?』

『Master~ Do you want me to keep watch while you poop?』

(End of Chapter)