"Master Governor, it's time to drink the medicine." An old eunuch held a bowl of dark soup and presented it to him respectfully.
The moon was high in the sky, and the cold white moonlight was falling, like a layer of cold water, covering the young man who was taking a nap with his eyes closed.
The young man was wearing a black brocade suit with unicorns embroidered with gold threads. His figure was slender and cool.
The moonlight fell on his exquisite and flawless face, which was breathtakingly beautiful.
Under the cold white moonlight, the young man looked like a finely carved white jade statue, absolutely beautiful.
However, there is an inexplicable cold evil nature all over his body, which makes people intimidated.
At this time, the young man's delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his jade-white face was also a little pale, looking as if he was in great pain.
Hearing the voice, the young man's eyebrows moved slightly, and a pair of obsidian-like pupils slowly opened.
Glancing out from the tail of his eyes that were slightly raised like a fox, the young man glanced at the dark soup and said in disgust, "Put it down."
The old eunuch shivered with fright, hurriedly put down the decoction, and stood aside respectfully with his hands lowered, not daring to disobey the young man at all.
After a while, the young man raised his hand to rub his temples, a layer of cold sweat forming on his forehead.
I have a splitting headache... There seems to be no other way except taking medicine.
Helpless, the young man stretched out his hand expressionlessly, frowning and slowly raising the soup... The bitter taste almost touched his lips.
But at this moment, a thin cry like a little kitten came out, "Woo woo woo... I'm so scared... I'm scared..."
The young man frowned and put down the soup, "What's the sound?"
The old eunuch was staring closely at the young man's hand. When he saw the young man putting down the soup, his expression suddenly panicked.
"Maybe, maybe it's a wild cat nearby," the old eunuch quickly lowered his head to avoid the young man's cold eyes and said, "Old slave, drive it away now!"
"Woooooo..." The kitten-like cry was getting closer and closer. Before the old eunuch sent anyone to chase it away, a thin and small figure appeared in front of them.
Wrapped in the black mist, the little Zaizai was frightened and frightened. He fell several times along the way, and his little face was covered with tears.
It looks like... just a dirty little wild cat that no one wants.
"Eh?" Turning around from the rose flower, the little crybaby rubbing his eyes suddenly saw the purple air that shot straight into the sky like a flame.
The tearful round eyes suddenly opened wide and the small light pink mouth was tightly pursed.
"Ah...Guoguo?" Because he had a high fever when he was a child, the little crybaby can't speak much, his articulation is unclear, and he still has a little milky saliva in his mouth.
Jiang Muhan, who was called "Guo Guo":...
Jiang Muhan raised his eyebrows, and saw that Dumpty, who was less than knee-high, seemed not to be afraid of him at all. He staggered up to him, raised his wet little face, and looked at him seriously.
"A hug~" Xiao Dundun opened his two small arms towards him, and Xiao Naoyin begged, "I want a hug from Guo Guo~"
Jiang Muhan's heart softened.
He doesn't like people.
I don't like dirty little wild cats either.
But... a skinny little kitten who lives in a wealthy family, but seems to have been abandoned... it really looks like him when he was a child.
Jiang Muhan looked down at her.
The little crybaby pursed her little mouth, opened her two little arms, and waited stubbornly for him to hold her.
Don't give up even when your arms are shaking slightly.
He obviously looks like a soft little ball, but why is he so stubborn at heart?
This is also very similar to him.
Jiang Muhan chuckled, and finally bent down to pick up the little thing whose arms were so painful that his face was wrinkled into a bun.
