Cannon fodder prince, he is always pretending to be innocent

This is a scene of harmony.

Song Qingchen never thought that he and the protagonist of the Black Lotus could coexist so peacefully.He was still feeling relieved when two black shadows flashed in the distance.

The speed was so fast that Song Qingchen felt the two black shadows rush towards them before he could even see what it was.

At that time, the two were sitting on the railing, with their heads down, studying how to make a cat teaser.

This kid He Yuan doesn't like extravagance, and he doesn't have many porch lights, so the two couldn't help getting closer to ensure that the cotton ropes were tied firmly.

Song Qingchen hadn't realized what happened, but was swept sideways by a strong momentum.Coincidentally, He Yuan happened to be defenseless by the side, and his whole body was instantly thrown down by those two black shadows.

Take a closer look, it is those two leopards!

Is this as big as my dog?

This... is too big to be 01:30!About the size of two pugs stacked together!Stretching and standing up is even more amazing!No wonder there is such a strong force.But now that the black panther is pounced on him, he can see clearly.Although he is still young, he already has an elegant posture, with smooth fur and golden pupils, and he is sniffing the scent of himself intimately at this moment.

Song Qingchen stared blankly at the two black panthers, admiring them secretly.

When he came back to his senses, he was stunned.

His hand was in an extremely inappropriate position at this time, only inches away from certain parts of He Yuan.It's nothing, after all, everyone fell down and was brought down by He Yuan's own beast.He can only blame himself for not educating these two little beasts well.

Even though he was thinking so openly in his heart, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Song Qingchen's back.

He looked up in embarrassment...

How to describe He Yuan's expression.

Song Qingchen couldn't figure it out for a moment.But Song Qingchen could imagine that his mood must be like that of a woman who has been underestimated by Deng Tuzi. His heroic face is gloomy at the moment, and he is looking at Song Qingchen with a vigilant and hostile gaze.

Song Qingchen didn't dare to look too much, and he didn't see clearly what that gaze meant.

But he guessed that Yue's gaze was like a knife, as if he wanted to kill him the next moment.

Song Qingchen was puzzled.

Two big men, what's the matter?There's no need to be like this.

But thinking about it in a blink of an eye, he felt a burst of despair—his current character is not only a broken sleeve, but also a scumbag king who doesn't care about men and women, and a scumbag who just flirted with each other.

What's more, this scumbag has a dark history in the past, trying to sexually harass him.

There was a long silence.

Song Qingchen moved away that lifeless hand first.He really didn't mean it, but...it's really hard to say what He Yuan would interpret his action as.

Song Qingchen: "...I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

He Yuan didn't respond, only a few long breaths were heard.

Song Qingchen turned his face slightly, lowered his eyes, and squinted towards him, not being able to confirm his expression for a moment.Only a corner of the robe was glimpsed.But... that expression must be very exciting.

Then, the corner of the robe in the field of vision was abruptly taken away by He Yuan, as if avoiding something.Then there was the rustling of clothes being straightened, and the muffled sound of belts being clasped together.

While he was in a daze, He Yuan suddenly said:

"I'll take another bamboo pole." The tone was really calm, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger.

Then he got up and went to the inner hall.

Song Qingchen looked at his back, and saw that he was walking in a hurry, as if he didn't want to stay in this corridor for a moment.

Something is wrong in my heart.Why did she just clean herself up and offend the protagonist? !This can not blame him ah.

Thinking so anxiously, he warmed his hands.Looking over, it was a leopard rubbing his right hand affectionately.Looks like it's feeding time.

While He Yuan is not around, hurry up to train the leopard, and repair the relationship between the two that is on the verge of breaking down.

Song Qingchen groaned secretly, and fiddled with the simple cat-teasing stick a few more times.

Coincidentally, He Junzhi came over with a bloody plate.

"My lord, it was just cut in the kitchen, the heart of the beef is broken, it's still fresh." He Junzhi gave the plate to Song Qingchen.

Song Qingchen didn't even think about it, he quickly picked up the handbell and stood up, taking the plate of things.Then, like training the original owner's pug, try to educate these two naughty little black panthers.

They are really stubborn and can't calm down at all. The one on the left is holding the corner of his clothes, and the one on the right is climbing on his body.

Song Qingchen also had a headache, so he could only feed them a little bit of food first, let them rest their stomachs, and then start issuing passwords.

Although He Junzhi didn't say a word and stood quietly by the side, he was obviously a little shocked.Before that, he never thought that King Jing would do it himself to pinch those bloody dirt.

I saw those two slender and white fingers pinching the minced meat without hesitation, the person bent down, the little leopard came over smelling it, and obediently stuck out his tongue.

Jun Zhi looked up and saw that King Jing's temples were untidy at the moment, and the back was a little disheveled. There was only a hairpin on his head, and there was no other decoration.

How is it completely different from the rumored 'Clothing Chang Xuan Luxurious'...?

He Jun didn't know what was going on, so he was fascinated, and saw a little leopard that could follow the ringing of the hand bell, and sat down to wait for the feeding.

Isn't King Jing only lingering in romance, playing poetry and making fuss?Why do you still have such skills?

He Junzhi was extremely puzzled.

It seems that this man is very rich and good at disguising... Confused, He Junzhi understands why Lord Hou wants to get close to him.

——King Jing must be of great use to Lord Hou.

Seeing that his hands were still stained with blood, Jun Zhi called someone to fetch a basin of water to wash.

When He Yuan returned to the atrium, it was already a long time later.

Song Qingchen had already been exhausted by the two leopards, and his heart was broken during the day, so he was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard.

He propped his head on his hands, originally he just wanted to take a short rest, but at some point, he just fell asleep in a drowsy state.

A little leopard was curled up on his lap, taking a comfortable nap; the other was squatting by the table, curiously looking at everyone who passed by the atrium.

He Junzhi was about to wake him up, but He Yuan hurriedly stopped him and gestured for silence.

Stopping in his footsteps, He Junzhi looked up, showing a somewhat confused expression.

He Yuan didn't look at him, but glanced at Song Qingchen twice from a distance, and then ordered in a low voice, "Bring me my cloak."

Only then did He Junzhi realize, nodded quietly, and headed back to the main courtyard.As he walked, he looked back at the scene in the atrium.His Lord Hou's back was facing him at the moment, he couldn't see his expression, only his back.The standing posture was as straight as ever, and nothing could be seen.

When he came back again, he found that his Lord Hou was also sitting at the small stone table, not knowing whether he was looking at the leopard or the people.

He walked over lightly and called twice in a low voice before He Yuan realized that he was back.