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When Chen Ye woke up, there was no trace of the wolf on the bed. He got up, opened the door and wanted to go out to look for it. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Cheng Lang.

Cheng Lang looked a little unnatural after seeing Chen Ye.

"Have you finished your work at home?"

Cheng Lang nodded slightly, "It's done."

Chen Ye asked, "Do you keep a wolf in your room? It's a very small one."

Hearing Chen Ye's description, Cheng Lang's face darkened, "I sent it away this morning. It was too noisy."

Chen Ye showed a trace of disappointment on his face. After a few seconds, he said, "Bring it back. I want to keep it."

"You want to raise a wolf?" Cheng Lang looked puzzled. "You can't just raise one casually."

It’s no wonder that Cheng Lang found it strange. Because of the werewolves, ordinary wolves were not welcomed by humans. The most common pets for nobles were cats and dogs, and almost no one kept wild and untamed wolves.

Moreover, when he heard Chen Ye say that he wanted to raise a wolf, he felt inexplicably strange, after all, the wolf Chen Ye wanted to raise was him.

Chen Ye: "I can still afford to raise a wolf, go and bring it back to me."

"I released it, and I don't know where it went. I can't find it back."

Chen Ye looked at Cheng Lang. His expression was normal, nothing seemed wrong, but Chen Ye felt something was suspicious. How could he be released just at that moment, and released so quickly?

"Really?" Chen Ye said in a teasing tone, "That wolf isn't you, is it?"

Cheng Lang's expression was serious. "Master, don't joke around. How could I be a wolf?"

"I'm overthinking." Chen Ye said to him, "Come into the house and help me with something."

Cheng Lang entered Chen Ye's room. Chen Ye sat back on the bed, still wearing his pajamas.

"Take off your clothes." Chen Ye said calmly.

Cheng Lang knew that Chen also wanted to see if he had any injuries on his arm, but fortunately he was well prepared and used a special medicine to make the injury on his front paw heal quickly.

He still pretended to be ignorant and asked: "Why?"

Chen Ye: "No reason, I am your master, I just asked you to take off your clothes, it's not too much, right?"

There was a look of humiliation on Cheng Lang's face, but in the end he still took off his shirt.

He has a great body, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, just the right amount of muscles in his chest, and eight smooth abdominal muscles. He has the body of a male model that no one can take their eyes off.

Moreover, Cheng Lang's skeleton is larger than that of ordinary people, which makes him look particularly safe.

Chen Ye swallowed and wanted to touch Cheng Lang's chest muscles, but he still controlled himself.

"Come here, why are you standing so far away?"

Cheng Lang took a few steps toward the bed.

"Squat down."

Just like the first day they met, Cheng Lang squatted down.

Chen Ye sat on the bed, just enough to look Cheng Lang in the eye while he squatted. His eyes fell on Cheng Lang's arm.

There are no scars on the arms.

"Okay, get up and put on your clothes."

Cheng Lang stood up and put on his clothes with his back to Chen Ye. Chen Ye saw that there were many wounds on his broad back. The wounds were of varying depths, and some were probably caused many years ago.

"How did you get that injury on your back?" Chen Ye asked.

Cheng Lang paused while buttoning his shirt. "When I was a kid, I fought with others in the slums for things."

Chen Ye stood up from the bed and took a tube of ointment from the medical box on the bedside table.

He walked up to Cheng Lang and handed him the ointment, "For scar removal."

This was the extra medicine he bought for Lu Zhirong last time, and it just happened to come in handy.

Cheng Lang stared at the ointment for a few seconds and said, "No need."

Chen Ye stuffed the ointment into his pocket and said, "You have to take it if I give it to you."

He pulled Cheng Lang's collar and closed the distance between them. "I don't like to hear rejection. Don't reject me again in the future."

Cheng Lang looked down at the young master who was speaking harshly, and felt his breathing become a little difficult. This young nobleman probably didn't know how close he was to the ferocious werewolf at this moment, so close that Cheng Lang felt that he could eat the young master into his stomach with just one hand.

He suddenly recalled the scene of sleeping in the same bed with Chen Ye last night. The young master's arms were very soft and his body smelled very good. He was also very obedient when he was in his arms.

Cheng Lang's Adam's apple rolled several times, and finally he whispered, "Yes, Master."

Chen Ye stared at Cheng Lang's face and found that he had a pierced earlobe. Chen Ye's mind moved and he loosened Cheng Lang's collar. He walked into the cloakroom and took out an earring from a black box.

Cheng Lang saw Chen Ye walking towards him with a smile on his face. What did Chen Ye want to do?

"Please sit down." Chen Ye pushed him onto the sofa, "I'll give you something."

Cheng Lang frowned, but before he could ask what it was, Chen Ye opened his palm, on which lay a silver earring.

The earrings were collected by the original owner and were said to be made by a jewelry master. The earring stick is made of silver and inlaid with a transparent gem, which is said to be one of the rarest gems in the empire.

The original owner was not good at anything, but he was good at collecting treasures, and nothing he liked was cheap.

"I don't need it." Cheng Lang refused.

Chen Ye: "Forgot what I just said?"

He pinched Cheng Lang's earlobe despite his resistance and quickly put the earring on Cheng Lang's ear.

The man was extremely handsome, and his curly hair made him look full of hormones. The jeweled earrings did not make him look weak, but instead added a touch of wildness.

Chen Ye observed for a few seconds and found that Cheng Lang looked normal and showed no signs of discomfort.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps he was really overthinking it. Cheng Lang had nothing to do with werewolves. The little wolf yesterday was just a pet. Everything was just a coincidence.

"Please wear it. It looks good on you."

After Chen Ye said this, he pushed Cheng Lang out of the room. He wanted to change his clothes.

Outside the door, the tall man stood with his head down, his hands slightly curled up, then he raised his hand and touched the earring on his earlobe.

The residual warmth from the young master touching his ear just now seemed to still be there, and Cheng Lang suppressed the inexplicable feelings in his heart.

He thought that Chen Ye was indeed a cunning human being, actually using silver products to test him.

Werewolves are afraid of silver. Wherever silver touches, it feels like it is burned by fire.

But Cheng Lang was not afraid. He was not a pure-blooded werewolf, and wearing silver jewelry would at most cause some pain, but not to the point of burning.

It seems that the young master is not a nymphomaniac who only knows how to chase men as rumored by the outside world, but is quite smart.

Cheng Lang wanted to take off the earrings, but hesitated after raising his hand.

He is now lurking beside Chen Ye. As his slave, he should be obedient. Chen Ye may question him later when he sees that the earring is gone. Cheng Lang silently put his hand down again.

Chen also heard the system report that Cheng Lang’s favorability towards him had reached 35. He was slightly surprised. Did Cheng Lang really like that earring?

He decided to pick some out and give them to Cheng Lang when he had time.