The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

"Nothing, would you like a drink?"

Jiang Mi'er nodded with a smile.

On the stairs, there was the sound of lazy and slow footsteps, as well as the small sound of yawning.

Lin Nuanxi looked like she had just woken up, and walked down the stairs slowly. She only had a big pure white male shirt on her body.

It is the only shirt in the world, and it is obviously the shirt of Emperor Shao.

It just covered the bottom of her thighs, and the loose shirt was worn on her body, which was unexpectedly pleasing to the eye.

Accidentally disturbing the atmosphere of the two, Lin Nuanxi looked at Di Shao and then at Jiang Mi'er.

He walked past them lazily and naturally: "Rarui, give me a cup of vanilla tea."

"Okay." Su Ruirui smiled lightly, turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare.

Lin Nuanxi rubbed her waist and wrists, frowned in pain, and looked at them like air, looking lazy and leisurely.

This little pet completely lost its lifeless look just now.

The corners of Di Shao's lips raised slightly, and his tone was soft and loving: "Are you awake?"

"Mmm." The tone of the answer was like a noble and proud Persian cat, ignoring him.

The sunken curvature of the corners of Di Shao's lips became even more graceful, he took her arm smoothly, and pulled her into his arms——

With a soft body, he fell softly into the young master's chest.

Lin Nuanxi bent her slender legs and nestled in Di Shao's arms in an extremely comfortable position.

A light sigh, with a coquettish and uncomfortable breath.

Lin Nuanxi frowned displeasedly and moved her body, but was pressed gently and forcefully by Young Master Di——

"Stay well and don't move."

"It's so tight, you relax a little, it hurts me."

Jiang Mi'er's beautiful face was instantly struck by lightning!

Does this woman in front of her know that well-behaved, careful and cowardly Lin Nuanxi?

Even though the noble and proud Princess Cat is nestled comfortably in Di Shao's arms, she still has an elegant and condensed temperament.

Don't lose half a point to Jiang Mi'er.

Young Master Di used his fingers to separate her slightly messy hair and put it behind her ears, pampering her.

Lin Nuanxi shook her head in displeasure, avoiding his pampering arrogantly and coldly.

Like a spoiled cat, Lin Nuanxi didn't take his love for her seriously.

"Come out with so little clothes, isn't it cold?"

"I'm thirsty, I'll go up after drinking the water." Lin Nuanxi frowned in displeasure, "Why, did I disturb you when I came down?"

"have a guest."

"It's your guest and not mine, does it have anything to do with me?"

"No."

"It's cold here, I want to go up, you hug me very tightly, I'm uncomfortable." Still in an unhappy tone.

"Is this better?" Young Master Di loosened his arms appropriately, with a calm face.

"What do you mean by that expression? Is it because I came down at the wrong time and interrupted your good business?" Her tone showed the cat's mood at this time, which is not beautiful!

"Don't make trouble, there are guests."

"Then let me go! I won't bother you when I go up!" The fried hair roared angrily, domineering and arrogant!

Young Master Di didn't show any warmth or anger, but actually completely accepted her bad temper, and doted on her: "Good boy..."

"Stay well and don't move." Turning his head, Di Shao signaled Leng Zhao: "Take off my blanket."

"Yes, Young Master Di."

A soft blanket wrapped and covered the spoiled princess in his arms, and Young Master Di kissed her forehead again, with a charming smile on his handsome face—you are the only favorite in the world!

Lin Nuanxi's displeasure seemed to have receded a little bit.