The air was eerily quiet.

The young man glanced at the maid expressionlessly, stepped out with long legs, held his cub in one hand, and his eyebrows and eyes were slightly cold:

"Don't take it as an example."

The maid looked up suddenly, surprised and surprised, and immediately thanked her.

Yun Zhao was carried to the study on the second floor, and when he entered the room, he was placed on the table.

The young man had obviously just returned from outside, and his ascetic suit was getting more and more erect.

He slowly unfastened the cufflinks, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, and did not look at the small ball on the table the whole time.

Yun Zhao bit his claws and crawled towards the young man, and said softly:

"Whew!"

Is Ah Xun angry?

The young man lifted his eyelids lightly, pulled out a chair and sat down, his long legs overlapped, and his eyes were filled with thick ink:

"I don't understand, I take human form and talk to me."

Yun Zhao was stunned, as if it was the first time in his impression that the young man had a cold face.

The front paws that had stepped out were silently retracted, and she carefully sat up straight and looked at the young man, pursing her lips and refusing to say a word.

It seems that a stalemate has quietly begun.

"When you think about it, when to tell me."

The young man stood up suddenly, and there was a loud noise between the chair and the ground, and Yun Zhao's body trembled, and he looked over timidly.

The finger bones hanging down his side clenched tightly, and they turned white, Shen Nianxun resisted the urge to hold Xiao Tuanzi and coaxed him, kicked away the chair with his long legs, turned around and walked out.

The door to the room was slammed shut.

Yun Zhao, who was frozen in place, lowered his bear head at a loss, and his joy was washed away, and he even couldn't help but feel his heart ache when he noticed the young man's cold treatment.

The eyes are also swollen and uncomfortable.

Is it because she opened her mouth to intercede and made His Highness angry?

But the maid helped her, Yun Zhao, as a beast, has the clearest perception of good and evil in humans, and she doesn't want to lose her job because of herself.

But she His Highness off.

Your Highness must have been very angry, so he left her here?

Slowly, a drop of water fell silently on the Nanmu desk, followed by drop after drop.

Yun Zhao lowered his head, claws covering his eyes, desperately trying to stuff back the tears.

Inexplicable sadness came up.

The crying little body twitched and twitched.

……

The sun gradually set, and the fiery sunset sprinkled a large area of red flames, and it was fleeting like a rainbow after rain.

Today, the atmosphere of the Shen family's villa is still weird and stagnant.

The gentleman, who had come back in the afternoon, came downstairs with a cold face, and seemed to have some kind of chagrin, and went up and down the stairs and stopped at the door of the study with great irritation.

In the end, simply go to the backyard to weed.

Except for the grass in the field of small bamboo.

But bamboo...... I was almost distracted.

While sitting in the living room peeling apples, the knife still made a cut on the fingertips, and blood oozed out.

The young man just didn't move.

The long eyelashes were lifted slightly, and the dark eyes slowly brightened.

Then he threw the knife and the apple aside, and quickly walked upstairs on his long legs.

raised his hand and pushed open the study door without hesitation, the eagerness on his face became indifferent the moment he pushed the door open, but his dark eyes revealed a bit of restraint and arrogance:

"Where did I put alcohol and gauze......

The open window blew in the evening breeze, so cold that it almost blew into people's hearts.

Shen Nianxun froze in place, and there was a black and white ball missing from the original position.

The water stains on the table were unusually obvious, and the young man approached with his feet raised, and his fingertips were gently twisted.

The feeling of being touched that day was like a burning blow again.

He paused, and the wound grew a little bigger, and the blood oozed out again.

Turning his head and running into the girl's room, toys scattered all over the floor, he slammed open the door of the closet.

"If you make a mistake, you can't hide in the closet......"