What's the way to please?

Chu Zhiyu thought that the tyrant would let himself be flatteringly coquettish, or flatteringly let him touch it.

But I never imagined that this would be the case......

The musician who was hurriedly summoned in the middle of the night trembled and stood not far from the little fox with the guqin, racking his brains to compose a song suitable for the fox to sing.

Right.

That's right.

A song for a fox to sing!

Chu Zhiyu squatted in the golden cage with a wooden face, and suddenly felt as if he didn't really want to go out.

What did the tyrant think of her?

As a pet to play with, as a parrot that can babble?

Where is humanity and where is morality?

"Little Ancestor, just open your mouth and shout a few times!"

The musician didn't want to die yet, he was anxious to listen to the little fox's voice, and tried his best to incorporate it into the music he had composed.

This is only the first step, the difficulty is how to coax this little ancestor to cooperate with him to perform a song for His Majesty!

Chu Zhiyu looked up and saw Qin Sheng lying on his side lazily, with his eyes closed, and one hand slowly beating the beat.

She wrinkled her nose and squealed a few times in embarrassment.

Qin Sheng's eyelids moved slightly, and in the next second, a barely visible smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

When the musician heard the crisp and melodious cry of the little fox, he was reborn, and he hurriedly lowered his head and began to pluck the strings.

Isn't it an extraordinary person who can stand out in front of the King of Qin, at first it was just an intermittent sound, and then gradually it got better, his thoughts were like springs, and the light and bright tune swirled in the dormitory.

The spring water in the forest is murmuring, the leaves are clear, the spring breeze is slow, and suddenly a little fox breaks in like a mountain elf.

It adds interest to this still painting.

After the music ended, the musician looked at the little fox in amazement, "Your Majesty's pet is really full of aura." ”

It doesn't even need to be induced by a musician, it seems to be made for music, and it instinctively knows when to open its mouth to whisper and when to be quiet.

It was clearly a little fox who was complimented, but King Qin was in a very good mood.

With a wave of his hand, "Reward!" ”

The eyes of the little fox who was released from the golden cage by the female envoy lit up.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

What was more excited than Chu Zhiyu was the musician, kneeling down to thank the reward, not only was he not punished but also rewarded, and he had the capital to brag about it.

What is precious is not only the generous reward of King Qin, but also the fact that he can please King Qin.

Chu Zhiyu watched as the musician retreated from the reward, and someone didn't say a word to it.

Isn't it the protagonist who is pleasing by performing arts?

The foils have been rewarded!

The angry and dissatisfied little fox stretched out her head from the envoy's arms and begged the tyrant for justice, and the clinker tyrant closed his eyes again as if asleep.

Ignore her.

How could Chu Zhiyu give up.

It nimbly broke free from the envoy's embrace, ran to the tyrant, and stretched out its paws to pat the tyrant.

"Yoyo~"

If you open your eyes, I don't believe you can't see that I'm empty-handed.

"Don't make a fuss."

A sleepy hoarse voice sounded above Chu Zhiyu's head, and Qin Sheng's sexy Adam's apple rolled.

He rolled over and lay flat.

The little fox crept up on his chest and sat on top of it, patting the elastic skin underneath.

"Yoyo~"

My reward!

Qin Sheng didn't move, "Didn't I let you out, don't make trouble, I'm tired." ”

How can this be the same, release yourself is the basic condition that has been agreed, and the reward is given separately.

The fox is cunning and greedy, has a clear deal, and never does anything at a loss.

Chu Zhiyu had a small calculation in her heart, and she didn't want to call it yet, but she didn't hesitate to collect debts at this time.