After playing for a while, Sugar Pack squeezed out from under Fang Ye's hand and trotted forward on his short legs, his fluffy, bushy tail swinging behind him, looking like a plump carrot, its tip still white.
Turning his head to give Fang Ye a glance, the round-carrot-like tail waved left and right as if inviting him to catch up and play!
He opened his mouth and called out, "Ying!"
Although Sugar Pack was sending out an invitation to play, there were other foxes that had not been stroked yet!
Fang Ye scratched the belly of the Crown Prince, picked him up to gauge his weight, "Oh my, look how chubby you've become, you need to exercise more! Go play with Sugar Pack!"
When the Crown Prince was picked up, his limbs flailed awkwardly in the air, and once put back on the ground, he collapsed lazily, displaying the hopeless look of a fat house cat.
Ah, playing is so tiring, isn't lying down just fine?
Seeing that Fang Ye had stopped petting him, he slowly got up and ambled away.