Waste material cannon fodder, he just wants to survive!

Probably due to the experience of the previous two times, Ran Heming sat very close to Boss this time.

The carriage was as quiet as ever, and the other party didn't speak, and he wouldn't take the initiative to strike up a conversation, after all, he was quite afraid of the other party most of the time.

Ran Heming sat there, trying to let his thoughts drift away, and then a strand of blond hair appeared in his sight, and then he realized that he was hugged by the villain again.

Obviously, when the other party's slightly lower body temperature touched him, his body would still stiffen involuntarily. Even though deep down in his heart he was strongly telling to leave this embrace, but because he was afraid of death, he had to try his best to adapt himself.

"It's so good this time." Boss rubbed the other's fragile neck satisfied, his tone revealed joy, and there was a strong smile in his eyes, and he was somewhat satisfied when he looked carefully.

He put his arms around the slender waist of the little duke, felt the warm body in his arms, and the scent that became better and better when he was nervous, all of which made Boss addicted.

Can you be bad, he can't do it again.

Ran Heming cursed in his heart.

Boss is like a poisonous snake, entwining him tightly, but not attacking him, just hugging him quietly, with a strong sense of presence.

His back was numb from being rubbed, he closed his eyes and kept comforting himself in his heart, it was much better to be hugged than to be sucked blood.

In the original plot, the heroine was sucked blood, so he shouldn't suffer from this.

At this time, Ran Heming was far from knowing that he had set a big flag for himself, and he also didn't know that the person holding him was secretly thinking about when to take a bite.

Strange to say, he was unknowingly familiar with the villain's sudden move on him, so adaptable, is this his advantage?

Ran Heming was shocked, he didn't need such an advantage!

The little guy is so obedient in his arms, which makes Boss a little unhappy. He likes the lively little guy, and he will resist and play petty temper on him.

"Why are you so obedient this time? Huh?" Boss pinched Ran Heming's baby-fat cheeks, and the little duke's face was as easy to pinch as it looked, soft and felt like cotton.

"You hold back, pinch, face, face." Ran Heming said with sharp eyes.

But he was pinched in the face, not lethal at all, but cute and tight.

Boss didn't use much strength, but still hindered him from speaking. He couldn't speak clearly, and the other party pinched him shamelessly!

Ran Heming began to draw circles and curse Boss in his heart.

"Don't pinch." Although Boss said so, his hands were still pinching the opponent's face.

The little duke has been raised very well, his face is not fat but soft when pinched,

Ran Heming frowned and stared dissatisfiedly at Boss again, those blue and amber eyes were not only harmless when stared up, but also very cute.

Like an annoyed cat, Boss withdrew his hand, knowing that if he really pissed the cat off, it would be difficult to coax.

Although this is the one in front of you, maybe a few plates of delicious pastries will forgive you.

The carriage stopped soon, and Boss reluctantly let go of the person in his arms, opened the door of the carriage very gentlemanly and said, "Here we are, Joe, do you need me to open the door for you?"

He is like a prince who opens the carriage door for his beloved princess. Strictly speaking, he also looks like a gentleman and polite prince, but Ran Heming is not a princess, and he doesn't get Perth's elegance and charm.

"No need, thank you." Asking the villain to lower his identity and open the carriage door for him, does he not want to see the sun tomorrow?

So he refused without hesitation.

Perth was not offended at being rejected, on the contrary he guessed the other party would react in this way.

When the whole person got out of the carriage, he saw a very normal mansion in front of him, Ran Heming was stunned.

The jungle, dead branches, and crows in his mind did not appear, Ran Heming frowned, no, it is assumed that the place where Libers lives is an old castle, why is this one so normal?

He stood in front of the door and did not go in for a long time, staring at the door stupidly with his head raised.

"what happened?"

"No, it's fine."

Ran Heming came back to his senses and followed Boss to approach the mansion, and then he found that the place where Boss lived was even more luxurious than his duke's mansion. In the middle of the entrance was a fountain like in a fairy tale. It is a flower in full bloom.

Walking on the path, Ran Heming looked aside and stood neatly to greet him and Boss's servants, always feeling that he was a beloved little prince.

Ran Heming was right, he was indeed pampered.

This mansion was specially prepared by Boss for him. Ever since he knew the other party's confession, Boss became curious about this little duke who was favored by the royal family, and then he was attracted by the sweet fragrance of the other party's body.

For hundreds of years, there is nothing or people that can make Perth so curious, which makes him more and more unwilling to let go, and even wants to build a castle for it to lock people up.

Shut up by his side to raise him, his pettiness cannot be separated from him.

Throw it away when he gets bored.

Ran Heming didn't know what was going on in Bosi's mind at all, and he was happily eating the cake prepared for him by the other party. If he knew, maybe he would run away without even taking his life.

But he didn't know anything at the moment, he was sitting on the sofa in the living room, preparing to choose the best-looking one among the many pastries.

"Duke Gedun, would you like to try the new black tea?"

"Okay." Ran Heming was getting tired of eating cakes, so he agreed directly without thinking.

He stretched out his hand to take out the black tea from the tray, but he didn't expect the maid's hand to shake suddenly at this moment, and the cup fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The red liquid dripped onto Ran Heming's new white shirt, it was very conspicuous, and he could feel the heat of the black tea.

Fortunately, it wasn't very hot, otherwise he would have been burned, and he would hop around the room indistinctly.

Seeing that she had soiled the honored guest's clothes due to her carelessness, the maid knelt down in horror and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Gedun, please punish me."

No matter how often he likes to talk about punishment, it's just a broken glass, and it's not a big deal.

"It's okay, you don't have to blame yourself so much." Ran Heming said indifferently, with some comfort in his tone.

But the maid kneeling on the ground became even more frightened, and didn't listen to Ran Heming's words at all, "Please forgive me, it's all my carelessness."

At this time, Boss was walking down from the second floor, and he could see the maid who he ordered to take care of the little guy from a distance, kneeling on the ground at the moment.

"what happened?"

Ran Heming looked up at Bosi who was walking down, and wanted to speak for the maid, but he didn't expect that the other party spoke before him.

"I'm sorry master, I didn't take good care of Lord Gedun and made his clothes dirty."

Ah this.

Little servant, why are you rushing for words.

"Dirty clothes?" Boss looked at the obvious stains on Ran Heming's shirt, his eyes became cold, and he said to the maid kneeling on the ground, "You don't come tomorrow."

"Master, please give me another chance, please, I can't lose this job!"

Ran Heming looked at the young girl kneeling on the ground begging, and felt a little sorry. He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but he froze when he saw Boss's unhappy expression.

This was the first time he saw Boss with such an expression, his eyes were dark and uncertain, and his expression was very solemn.

Ran Heming vaguely guessed in his heart, could he be angry?

because of him?

How is it possible, the villain is angry for him, the sun is coming out from the west!

Just as he was thinking, his hand was grabbed by Boss, and he walked towards the second floor without turning his head.

The hand on the wrist was so strong that he was dragged forward.

Ran Heming stared at the other person's back, always felt that he was not very happy, and every strand of his hair was telling the owner that he was not in a happy mood.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Take you in the shower."

Ran Heming blinked, his glass-like pupils showed a confused expression, did he hear wrong?Why did the villain take him to the shower?

Boss suppressed his anger and squeezed out these four words from his throat. The little guy he liked and cared about was dirty when he didn't know it. How could this not make him angry.

[The author has something to say: Boss: Throw it away when you get tired of it.

Later: Wife posted. 】