The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 32 Kiss, My Pet Only

Seeing the little Xiangli staring stupidly at a pair of cat eyes, Qing Moyan's mouth twitched.

"Why? You still think it's better to eat live food in the future?"

Well you bastard!

Ru Xiaonan was going crazy, wishing she could scratch his face like this.

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

Ru Xiaonan squatted on his lap, her gaze flicked over his hand...there were tiny scratches all over it, although there was no blood oozing out from those cuts, one could tell from those scratches that she was scratched by something.

Did she do it?
Ru Xiaonan stared blankly at his hand, her mind went blank.

She couldn't remember when she scratched him.

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

The little pink tongue stuck out and licked his finger, with a hint of warm moisture, and a little itchy, itching all the way to the bottom of his heart.

"Not here." Qing Moyan held back her smile, pointed to her face, "I want to kiss here."

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

What on earth does this guy want to ask her to kiss his face.

Biting her paw irritably, Ru Xiaonan was tangled in her heart.

Last time she accidentally licked his mouth, but that was all unintentional and uncountable, but this time he proposed it himself.

"Why, you 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 her, it will be regarded as kissing a piece of meat.

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

Qing Moyan tapped her cheek with her index finger.

Ru Xiaonan gritted her baby teeth, Qing Moyan's heart was more satisfied with the appearance of fried hair.

Whether it is willing or not, it belongs to him, even if it is a tribute to the emperor, he will not let it go.

He needs it.

In the same way, he also hopes that it can rely on him and trust him.

Except for him, he doesn't want to see it being touched or stroked by others. It only eats what he feeds it, and it will refuse to eat if it is someone else.

He stared at the little furry thing squatting on his shoulder, watching it stretch out its small mouth puffed up, and the itchy touch landed on his face.

The arc of Qing Moyan's lips widened.

"Remember, you are my pet, no matter what you become, you belong to me." Qing Moyan pinched its pointed ears in satisfaction, and when it turned into a girl, this kiss will It's even more exciting.

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

Qing Moyan had had enough of playing around, so she carried Ru Xiaonan out of the study, left Dali Temple, and went back to Lord Hou's mansion.

Riding on the horse, Qing Moyan stuffed the little fragrant fox into her arms, reaching out to touch its fluffy little head from time to time.

Xuanyu followed on horseback, peeking at Qing Moyan.

It is undeniable that Qing Moyan is in a very good mood.

In the past when returning to the Marquis' Mansion, Qing Moyan always had a straight face, but today Xuanyu clearly saw the faintly visible curvature of Shizi's mouth.

Then look at the little fragrant fox who is huddled in Shizi's arms, he seems a little irritable, he keeps opening his mouth to bite Shizi's hand, looking like a vicious little beast.

But even so, Qing Moyan was not angry, holding the rein with one hand, and stroking its fur repeatedly with the free hand.

"Have you prepared the birthday gift for father?" Qing Moyan's voice was as cold as usual, and no emotion could be heard from it.

"It's been prepared a long time ago." Xuanyu replied, "But this time it's not good for you to ask your subordinates to deliver it on your behalf... You didn't show up for Lord Hou's birthday last year and the year before the year before."

Qing Moyan was silent for a moment, "Understood."

Ru Xiaonan bit Qing Moyan's finger and listened attentively to their conversation.

She automatically ignored Qing Mo's displeased tone, all she could think about was: Master Hou's birthday, there must be a lot of delicious food then!
(End of this chapter)