Accidentally Married A Fox God – The Sovereign Lord Spoils His Wife Chapter 154 Drowning In Happiness

Li irong slowly woke up to the strange sensation of what felt like a damp sponge being sared repeatedly across her face. Whoever was doing this to her must have been at it for a while, because by the ti she was conscious enough to notice it, her cheeks had been rubbed slightly raw.

When Bai Qingyue saw that his wife was finally groggily rubbing her eyelids, he stopped licking her face and sprang from the bed. His big fluffy tail wagged as he turned to face her.

Li irong had slept soundly the previous night and hadn’t noticed at all when Bai Qingyue had transford himself from a small snow fox into a human form, only to revert back to a four-legged cub.

"If you keep sleeping, you’ll miss out on your lessons! That fellow Zhu Qingyue arrived at sunrise and brought you so food. Master, eat before you leave." Snowball’s high pitched voice cajoled Li irong to rise out of bed.

His words had indeed caused an impact, since Li irong had instantly propped herself into a sitting position.

"I’m up now!"

After wiping the slobber from her cheeks with the back of her sleeve, She dressed herself in the sect’s blue upper garnts, and tied her hair into a single braid.

During the whole ti, Snowball silently observed his wife, his thoughts unfathomable.

Then, Li irong turned to ask the Fox Spirit, "Did Zhu Qingyue really co over here?"

Snowball unglued his eyes from Li irong and nodded his furry head in confirmation. "He really did! Look over here..." He announced as he trotted towards the tiny kitchen stand, near the charcoal stove.

On the stand was placed a basket filled with an assortnt of dumplings and a single soup container. An ambrosial aroma wafted from it and reached Li irong’s nose, whetting her all but forgotten appetite.

She quickly made her way to the delicious slling case and assessed its contents.

The bite-sized portions reminded her of Dim Sum. The dumplings were small and exquisitely made with a curled up shape, resembling a candy wrapper.

She imdiately grabbed one piece and took a bite, drowning in happiness as the taste of seasoned shrimp filled her mouth.

Li irong couldn’t rember the last ti she had eaten sobody else’s food except for Bao Li’s. Most of the ti, she was the one who had to provide als for others.