Waste material cannon fodder, he just wants to survive!

After Ran Heming's words fell, Em raised his head tentatively, and he saw that the Duke was indeed holding a stack of fresh pastries, which he had secretly observed many times, but never had the chance to eat.

Em was still hesitating, when he heard the other party continue to say, "Come here, can you wash your hands?"

In his more than ten years of life, except for his dead mother, no one would ask him to wash his hands so gently.

But does such a gentle person like the sun really exist?

"But don't you think I'm ugly?"

"Where is it ugly? Is it your hair? Or your eyes." Ran Heming smiled and said, trying to speak in a gentle tone, "Your hair is beautiful like snow, and so are your eyes. There is nothing more beautiful in the world, like Like a pure angel."

Angel.

This was the first time he heard someone describe him like that, Em blushed quietly, he boldly approached him, stretched out his hand, and spread out the dry bread that had been deformed by him in the palm of his hand.

Ran Heming only glanced at the piece of dry bread and looked away. He took out a clean handkerchief from his arms, wet it with water from the fountain, and handed it to Em, "Wipe your hands, and then you can eat these pastries."

Em obeyed obediently, and wanted to stay with this gentle person more, even if it was only for a few seconds.

But Em's thoughts were broken, just when Ran Heming handed the pastry to the other party, Boss' voice sounded behind him.

Ran Heming turned his head and was stunned for a moment, because the other party brought out the stack of pastries that he wanted to take away at first.

Ah this.

Kind of embarrassing.

The maids looked at Bosi's aggressive face, blushed and lowered their heads, not daring to look at this handsome nobleman.

"Why didn't you tell me when you came out?"

Perth walked into the little guy who ran out behind his back, not only not offended but amused by this behavior of keeping away from him at every opportunity.

His other party's temperament that likes to be fresh and thoughtful is like the cat he raised before, delicate and not to be messed with, and always makes him think about it.

But this cat has found other humans as playmates. Perth's eyes fell on Em, feeling a little unhappy.

Ran Heming didn't dare to tell the truth, so he could only pretend that he didn't want to disturb the other party and said: "I see you are busy."

Bosiming knew that the other party said something against his will, but he still couldn't help teasing, "I'm very happy that you can think for me."

Ran Heming was shocked by the other party's cheeky answer again.

Before he recovered from the shock, he saw the heroine walking from behind the villain and asked, "Duke Gedun, what is behind you?"

Ah this.

The heroine and the villain left the banquet together, could it be that the heroine has been sucked blood? !

But the arrival of Ruth made him confused whether the two of them had gone through the plot.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry Joe, I let you see such an unclean thing." Ruth felt angry when she saw Em. She clearly arranged for the servants to lock this waste in the warehouse. Such a special and important day.

Em saw Ruth hiding behind Ran Heming in fear, he didn't like this lady.

"No, he's not unclean."

Ran Heming bent down in front of everyone and pulled Em up from the ground, and said under the astonished eyes of these people: "The duke has never seen such a clean and spotless thing, I wonder if Miss Ruth can sell him to me ?”

Ruth hesitated, her eyes dodged, "Is this going to be bad..."

"It's not very good." Boss interrupted Ruth and said pointedly.

He doesn't like the little guy holding other people's hands, he thinks that only he can touch the little guy's hand, and he can only stand beside him, he doesn't allow the person he likes to stand so close to others.

"Duke Campbell, do you think so too?"

Ruth asked in surprise, she thought Duke Campbell would think the same as she did, but saw Ran Heming walk into him, took the hand holding Em in her own, and said with satisfaction: "That's good. "

Ran Heming tried to pull his hand out, but found that the other party's strength was very strong, his strength was about the same as that of no one.

Ah this.

When I go back, I must eat hard and work hard.

He believed that he would be able to pull his hand out next time.

Ran Heming gave up his irrevocable hand, looked at Ruth, put on airs rarely, and his tone became serious, "Miss Ruth, doesn't this duke even have the right to take a slave from you?"

Ran Heming's voice was loud, not as warm and soft as before.

From the corner of his eye, Boss looked at the little duke who was trying to straighten his back to make himself look serious, with a smile in his eyes.

This made Ruth very embarrassed, after all, she really didn't want to give Em to Ran Heming.

"It's up to Em to agree to it."

It's not easy.

Ran Heming is confident that Aim will go with him.

After all, he is good-looking and will not hurt Em. He has been expressing kindness to the other party. Who can reject him as a little angel?

He turned around, looked at Em and asked, "Would you like to come to my duke's mansion?"

"Willing, willing!"

He just said, Em won't refuse himself.

Little did he know that all the smug expressions were seen by Boss.

"Miss Ruth, did you hear that?" Ran Heming paused and continued, "Em will go back to the Duke's Mansion with me tonight."

"What about me, Joe?" Boss asked a little dissatisfied.

Ran Heming was shocked, and looked at the villain suspiciously, thinking that the other party still wanted to go back by his carriage, right?

The other party seemed to know what he was thinking in his heart and said, "Joe is cruel enough to let me go back?"

He is cruel.

But I want to live more.

Ruth knew that she had offended Ran Heming unintentionally just now, and in order to express her apology, she took the initiative to say, "I can prepare a carriage for you."

Boss said to Ruth politely: "Thank you, please prepare it for Em."

While the few people were talking, An Feina walked up to Em and took off her shawl and handed it to Em, "It's cold at night, you take this."

Em didn't take the shawl, and replied politely: "I'm afraid your clothes will get dirty, the wind is not very cold, I can bear it."

Seeing that he didn't pick it up, and didn't force her, Anfeina took back the shawl silently, but felt a little disappointed.

Ran Heming still did not escape the fate of sharing a car with the villain.

"come over."

Hearing these two familiar words, he knew that he had to be hugged again.

This time he didn't ask, he approached him obediently, and was pulled over by a strong arm, and the familiar scent of rum rushed into his nostrils.

Ran Heming deliberated for a long time, but still couldn't help asking: "Why are you hugging me?"

Boss smiled softly, and put his chin on the young duke's thin shoulders, "The little duke has a scent that attracts me, and it's hard for me to refuse."

fragrance?

Looking back carefully, it seems that in the closet, the other party said that he has a fragrance on him.

and many more? !

Ran Heming suddenly remembered that this line was exactly what the villain said to the heroine!

So why did it fall on him?

"Could you smell it wrong? Maybe it's the perfume..." He tried to struggle.

Ran Heming kept comforting himself in his heart, the villain must have heard it wrong, but what the other party said made him startled.

"Are you questioning me?"

"Don't dare."

These words made Ran Heming's heart cool, as if ice water had been poured over his head. At this moment, he was sure and certain that the heroine's buff came to him.

[The author has something to say: Ran Bao, there are more things that will make you feel colder. 】