My Supernatural Exes Are Desperate to Win Me Back - Chapter 3 - Overnight Stay

There’s a saying, “The sins of the father should not fall upon his children,” and collective punishment is never justified.

After all, humans are humans, foxes are foxes, things are things, and an ex is definitely not a thing.

“Sorry, you kind of resemble my ex,” Xu Xining sincerely apologized to the fox, “But! Upon closer inspection, he was much uglier than you.”

Xie Yi: ?

Holding the fox, Xu Xining checked her phone for a nearby pet hospital, but it was too late; they were all closed.

Suddenly, Xu Xining realized she had picked up a hot potato.

Ms. Lin Wei hated small animals, so she never had any pets at home. She neither knew how to care for them nor how to treat them.

Initially, she wanted to put the fox back on the ground, apologize sincerely saying, “I’m sorry I’m incapable, please find someone else to bump into,” and then she would have run away.

However, the fox was too adorable and well-behaved. Xu Xining had been a bit afraid it might suddenly go wild and bite her, but it just clung to her shoulders, not moving at all.

Except that, at one moment, it seemed to have stealthily licked her neck.

Did it lick?

Xu Xining looked down. The fox’s eyes, like dark obsidian glistening with light, stared straight at her, their shape seductive, and it yelped softly twice.

“Yip yip~”

It must be her imagination.

Finding a wild animal meant it had to be handed over to the Forestry Bureau. She could only shelter it for one night and would have to send the fox away in the morning.

Xu Xining asked, “Mr. Fox, would you like to stay at my place for the night?”

The first principle of the Administration Bureau is confidentiality, ensuring the secrecy of non-human beings from the public. Therefore, as long as Xie Yi and Xu Xining were together, the bureau’s agents couldn’t harm him.

Naturally, Xie Yi was overjoyed to be taken home by her. He even stole a kiss on her face as she opened the door.

It wasn’t the first time they had kissed when they were pretending to be a couple. His kissing skills were so good that a single kiss could make anyone head over heels for him, although it seemed to have no effect on Xu Xining.

When she kissed him in front of the paparazzi, she quietly handed him a breath mint afterward, giving him a look that said, “Don’t forget to manage your breath, buddy,” which felt like a silent mockery.

Back at home, Xie Yi naturally jumped onto the sofa, settling in the same spot as before.

He always enjoyed comfort, and this was the most comfortable spot in Xu Xining’s home, even if the cheap leather was no match for the carpets underfoot at his own house.

Xu Xining took a towel to clean the blood off the fox, muttering as she wiped, “Big brother, let’s make a deal. If it hurts when I touch the wound, you can curse at me but don’t bite me. Honestly, I didn’t want to clean you up, but you got the sofa dirty…”

Xie Yi soothingly licked her hand.

It was meant to be comforting, but he turned it into an ambiguous and entangling gesture.

His tongue gently moved between her delicate fingers, leaving wet marks on her soft, pale skin.

Xu Xining paused, noticing something.

Xie Yi looked into her clear, bright eyes, smiling leisurely.

The next second, Xu Xining mercilessly wiped the saliva from her hand onto his tail, muttering, “Ew, so much drool. Disgusting.”

Xie Yi: …

He hesitated for a moment before disdainfully licking his own tail fur.

His injuries were indeed severe, but with his eight hundred years of cultivation, they were not debilitating.

However, the attacker was peculiar.

The Administration Bureau should handle things properly. Xie Yi was one of the three leading figures of the demon clan, essentially a king among his kind.

He had used demon spells in public numerous times before, and while the bureau had approached him, it was always with respect. The so-called arrest warrants were merely formalities, akin to stern warnings, similar to how a teacher can discipline a student but not the student’s father.

The bureau, though named the Aberration Management Bureau, was essentially on equal footing with the demon clan. They managed human society while he managed demon society. Even the bureau director met with him following diplomatic protocols, sitting down for tea and discussions with secretaries taking minutes.

He was the one who signed the peace contract between the demon clan and the bureau. If the bureau actually targeted him, he wouldn’t hesitate to start a new war.

Yet the person who attacked him that night… was that really a bureau officer? More like a madman!

Without a word, the attacker struck with slashes, wielding an arrest warrant from the Execution Department. To the uninformed, it might seem like a wild man had burst into human society, or a new lunatic had escaped from an asylum.

Instinctively, Xie Yi felt that the attack was personal, not official, as if he had slain the attacker’s entire family, who had come seeking revenge.

But Xie Yi hadn’t killed anyone in many years, lacking both the interest and the necessity.

At most, he might have seduced the attacker’s mother twenty years ago and left without a trace. Considering this, attracting such hatred was understandable, and the attacker might even be his estranged son, explaining the man’s skill and why he was immune to Xie Yi’s charms-he obviously couldn’t bewitch his own son without causing serious problems…

After grooming his tail, Xie Yi leaned elegantly on the sofa, squinting as he thought, struggling to remember which woman Zhan Xingye resembled.

The problem was he had been with too many women to recall any specific one immediately.

While Xie Yi reminisced about his romantic history in the living room, Xu Xining was in the bedroom calling the Forestry Bureau.

They offered a 24-hour phone service, and a gentle woman answered, “Hello, this is Huai City Forestry Bureau. How can I assist you?”

Xu Xining said, “I found a fox by the roadside. It doesn’t have a collar and doesn’t quite look like a regular Red Fox. It might be wild.”

“Okay, ma’am, could you please describe the fox’s physical characteristics? Size, color, gender, and any noticeable injuries.”

“The fox is about one meter long with its tail, has snow-white, slender limbs, a mysteriously white spot on its forehead, and a scar on its chest. It seems quite spirited, so it’s probably not serious. As for gender…”

Xu Xining, holding the phone, walked into the living room.

She beckoned to the fox, and Xie Yi compliantly walked over with dignity.

His walk was graceful and composed, his glossy fur flowing under the light like water, as if he were once again wearing a diamond-studded suit, dazzling on a stage under the spotlight.

Xie Yi was born to be adored, captivating in any form.

Xu Xining told the person on the phone, “Hold on a moment.”

She balanced the phone on her shoulder, picked him up quickly, flipped him over, and, in a manner akin to a shameless rogue or a sleazy old vet, she parted his beautiful, long legs.

Xie Yi: ? ? ? ? ? ?

Xu Xining: Staring-

The girl pondered for a moment.

“Hmm, I’m not sure,” Xu Xining said, tilting her head as she spoke into the phone, “It might be male.”

Remove that uncertainty!!!

Just as Xie Yi was about to bare his teeth at her, Xu Xining reached out and felt his testicles.

Furry, soft.

Extremely soft to the touch.

“Definitely male.”

Xu Xining concluded decisively, nodding like a thorough biologist pleased with her experiment results.

…

After using him, Xu Xining dropped him and continued her call, “Yes, thank you. My address is 281 Sakura Street, can you come by evening…”

This attitude of using and discarding was quintessentially Xu Xining.

Xie Yi flipped over and growled behind her, fuming like never before in his eight hundred years.

It seemed he had never been angered by a woman in his life; no matter how unreasonable, women always seemed justifiable, pitiable, and adorable in his eyes.

He didn’t mind Xu Xining touching him; she could touch him anywhere.

He would lie half-reclined on the bed, arms open wide to embrace the girl. She could be shy, she could be naive, but she certainly should not act like a urologist or an amateur vet.

The feeling was peculiar, akin to a man in a public restroom suddenly getting close by the guy next door at the urinal, touching him and saying, “Nice job, bro,” leaving him torn between pleasure and anger, unsure whether to respond with “Don’t mention it, same to you,” or to zip up and punch him.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Xining went to take a shower. When she returned, she found the fox seemingly furious, baring its teeth.

She was puzzled as she reached out to pat his head, “Why are you suddenly upset? Do you eat carrots?”

Xu Xining took out a carrot she had prepared for the fox and poked his mouth like feeding a rabbit.

Xie Yi: Eat your damn carrot; I’ve hated carrots all my life.

The girl squatted in front of the sofa, scratching her head, troubled.

Could foxes also be aware of gender? Could foxes also be sexually harassed? Maybe the fox thought she was male! It’s hard to say. A friendly touch between good buddies is a symbol of friendship!

She negotiated seriously with him, “How about you touch my chest, and we call it even? We’re all reasonable comrades here, let’s not ruin our good relations over some trivial matter!”

Her golden hair cascaded down, highlighting her snow-white skin.

She had just showered, exuding a pleasant lemon-scented fragrance.

From this angle, the wide neckline revealed a slightly pinkish, delicate collarbone, the warm air carrying a sweet aroma.

She was temptingly beautiful.

After her proposal, she laughed to herself, as the fox couldn’t understand anyway. She was just talking to herself, entertaining herself.

Xie Yi didn’t understand her thought process, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

When he was Xie Yi, she treated him like a brother; when he was a fox, she still treated him like a brother.

…

How easy it was to be her brother, yet how difficult to be her lover.

Uncharacteristically, Xie Yi did not touch her.

His lips twitched helplessly as he bowed his head, gently retracting his teeth and licking the girl’s hand.

As night fell, Xu Xining slept soundly.

Xie Yi lay on the window seat, squinting as he admired the girl’s sleeping posture.

The room was warm, and she was covered only by a thin blanket, sleeping messily with half the blanket under her and half draped over her legs. Her thin nightgown had ridden up, exposing a stretch of her slender, white waist, glowing faintly in the darkness.

Xie Yi leisurely turned his head, then started in shock.

Outside the window, in the pitch-black night enveloped by dense darkness, a man was staring intensely!

The man stood on a window ledge no thicker than two fingers, his hair whipped by the wind at such a height, his gaze sharp enough to cause heart palpitations.

He pressed one hand against the window, his fingertips white with pressure, as if a furious tempest was howling through the thick glass.

This was the twenty-eighth floor! Did he think he was Spider-Man?!

The window opened under Zhan Xingye’s hand, letting in the cold night air.

He flipped inside, swift as lightning, yet landed as softly as a cat, his hand reaching out to grab Xie Yi.

“Don’t be mad, baby.”

Xie Yi leaped away, revealing a smile, trying to awaken a father-son bond that did not exist, “My love for your mother was real. I’ve thought about her all these years… Her name was Chen Enlan! Right? Am I right?”

Zhan Xingye lunged like lightning, grabbing the fox by the neck with one hand, while the other produced a slender, cold blade, poised to strike!

Xie Yi: …it must be a mistake.