"Is it delicious?" Bei Minglun looked at Mu Xiaomeow who was gnawing on the chicken leg with a smile on his face, and his seductive peach blossom eyes were full of soft warmth.

Mu Xiaomeow nodded a few times, wiped the oil residue on the side of her mouth with her little hand, revealing her cute little tiger teeth: "It's delicious, does Brother Lun eat it?" As he spoke, he grabbed the fragrant chicken leg on the plate and handed it to Bei Minglun.

The corners of Bei Minglun's mouth twitched slightly, looking at the pair of white and tender but oil-stained little hands and the big chicken leg in front of him, he felt helpless for a while: "Little meow, eat it, Brother Lun is not hungry." He hurriedly refused.

Mu Xiaomeow tilted her head, as if she was thinking about something, and then shouted suddenly: "Ah, Brother Lun, will you take Xiaomeow out of the city to play later?" Looking at Mu Xiaomeow's expectant eyes, Bei Minglun was completely powerless.

Where he is going to go later, how can he take Mu Xiaomeow with him? But he didn't dare to disobey what his father had ordered, and now he was in a dilemma.

Catching a glimpse of Mu Xiaomeow's expectant eyes, the line of defense in her heart suddenly collapsed. That's it, just die.

Seeing that Bei Minglun nodded, Mu Xiaomeow danced happily, and killed the chicken leg in his hand in two or three clicks, shouting that he wanted to go out to play.

"Well, wash your hands before you go." Bei Minglun glanced over, and the subordinate next to him brought up a basin of water that had been prepared, and looked at Mu Xiaomeow curiously. This is a five-year-old girl, and the prince will not ...... Thinking of this, I couldn't help but tremble, the prince didn't even let go of the five-year-old girl, it was too ruthless.

Fortunately, Bei Minglun didn't notice the strange eyes of the subordinate and the thoughts in his heart, otherwise he would have to go crazy with anger.

Mu Xiaomeow jumped forward obediently, soaked her oily little hands in the water and scrubbed them, the originally clear water immediately became turbid, and it was obvious how dirty Mu Xiaomeow's hands were.

"Brother Lun, it's okay." Mu Xiaomeow raised her little head, blinked her big smart eyes, and raised her wet little hand.

Bei Minglun frowned slightly, took a piece of cloth from the hands of the subordinates on the side, and helped Mu Xiaomeow wipe off the white and tender little hands. The next person was taken aback by Bei Minglun's move, although the prince was attentive, but he would never be so intimate with any woman, and it can be seen that this five-year-old little girl is very fond of him. (A certain Lun roared angrily: This king was forced!) ）

In fact, this is not the case, last night, Mu Yuze accused all Mu Xiaomeow's evil deeds to several princes, so that they could be mentally prepared. Bei Minglun is also a person with a little cleanliness fetish, in order to prevent his robe from being imprinted with cute claws like Mu Yuze, Mu Xiaomeow must be cleaned up.

"Alright, let's go." Bei Minglun carefully checked Mu Xiaomeow, and after finding that everything was OK, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Xiaomeow happily grabbed the corner of Bei Minglun's clothes and followed him out.

Bei Minglun's heart was a lot more relaxed, so he almost wiped Mu Xiaomeow's hand clean just now, otherwise his robe would definitely have suffered at this time, Mu Xiaomeow didn't feel anything when he grabbed his robe, and if he noticed it, it would be too late to regret it.