Seeing the little civet staring stupidly at a pair of cat eyes, the corners of Qing Moyan's mouth hooked.

"What, do you think it's better to eat live food in the future?"

Good ghost!

Ru Xiaonan was almost crazy, and she couldn't wait to scratch such a cut on his face.

Qing Moyan turned her face slightly, waiting patiently for her to come over.

Ru Xiaonan squatted on his lap, her eyes suddenly swept over his hands...... There were tiny scratches on it, and although there was no blood oozing, the cuts were clear from scratching at a glance.

Did she do it?

Ru Xiaonan stared blankly at his hand, her mind blank.

She couldn't remember when she had scratched him.

Qing Moyan felt that the little thing suddenly quieted down, so she looked down at it.

The little pink tongue sticks out and licks his fingers, with a hint of warm wetness, and a slight itch, all the way to the bottom of his heart.

"Not here. Qing Moyan held back a smile and pointed to his face, "I want to kiss here." ”

The little apology that had just surfaced in Ru Xiaonan's heart disappeared in an instant.

What the hell does this guy want to do, he actually wants her to kiss his face.

Biting her claws irritably, Ru Xiaonan's heart was entangled.

Last time she licked his mouth unintentionally, but it was all unintentional and didn't count, but this time he personally proposed it.

"What, don't want to?" Qing Moyan's voice was a little cold.

Forget it, who made him the master, you can't offend him now.

Ru Xiaonan struggled for a while and made up her mind: Anyway, now that she is an animal, even if she kisses, she should be kissing a piece of meat.

Climbing up his arm, she deftly climbed onto his shoulder and sat down.

Qing Moyan tapped his cheek with his index finger.

Ru Xiaonan bit her little baby teeth, and the small appearance of fried hair made Qing Moyan feel more and more satisfied.

Whether it wants it or not, it belongs to him, even if it is something that is paid tribute to the emperor, he will not let go.

He needs it.

In the same way, he wants it to rely on him and trust him.

He didn't want to see it touched or touched by anyone else, it only ate what he fed it, and it refused to eat it if it was someone else.

He stared at the little fluffy thing that was squatting on his shoulder, and watched it puff out its little mouth, tickling to the touch of his face.

The curvature of the corners of Qingmoyan's lips expanded.

"Remember, you are my pet, and no matter what you become, you belong to me. Qing Moyan pinched its pointed ears with satisfaction, and when it became a girl, this kiss would be even more heartwarming.

The little civet chirped in his hand, trying to avoid the ravages of his claws.

Qing Moyan had enough of playing with it, so she picked up Ru Xiaonan and walked out of the study, left Dali Temple, and went back to the Hou Ye's mansion.

Riding on the horse, Qing Moyan stuffed the little civet in his arms, and from time to time reached out to touch its exposed little hairy head.

Xuanyu rode a horse and followed, peeking at Qing Moyan.

It is undeniable that Qing Moyan is in an excellent mood.

In the past, when he returned to the Hou Mansion, Qing Moyan always kept a straight face, but today Xuanyu clearly saw that the corners of the prince's mouth had a looming arc.

Looking at the little civet shrunk in the arms of the prince, his mood seemed to be a little irritable, and he couldn't stop opening his mouth to bite the hand of the prince, looking like a fierce little beast.

But even so, Qing Moyan was not angry, holding the reins with one hand, and rubbing its fur over and over again with one free hand.

"Are you ready for your father's birthday?" Qing Moyan's voice was as cold as usual, and no emotion could be heard from it.

"It's been prepared for a long time. Xuanyu replied, "But this time, it's a bit bad for you to let your subordinates deliver it on your behalf...... You didn't show up last year or the year before for Hou Ye's birthday. ”

Qing Moyan was silent for a moment, "Got it." ”

Ru Xiaonan bit Qing Moyan's fingers while listening attentively to the conversation between them.

She automatically ignored Qing Moyan's displeased tone, and all she thought about was: Hou Ye's birthday, there must be a lot of delicious food by then!