Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 355 Don't You Still Have a Bowl?

"There's a cat here!" Nan Yuan happily broke free from Duan Yijun's arms, and turned behind her. The little black cat seemed to be unafraid of strangers, and Nan Yuan's small hand approached, making Nan Yuan effortlessly He caught the kitten and put it in his arms.

Zhao Ziyuan on the side was not affected by this episode in the slightest, and he didn't even pause at all. He was about to drink the spoonful of red bean porridge, but Duan Yijun called to stop: "Wait."

Duan Yijun's cold voice was like an order from the god of death, which made Zhao Ziyuan tremble subconsciously in fright, and froze on the spot with the spoon in his hand. He saw that his small mouth was only half opened, and he hadn't had time to stuff the red bean porridge into his mouth.

"General Duan, did Ziyuan do something wrong again? Please tell General Duan clearly."

Duan Yijun shook his head: "It's okay, it's just that Madam suddenly wants to feed the cat, and this red bean porridge is just right."

Zhao Ziyuan: "..."

General Duan, don't you still have a bowl at hand?

He also dared not speak out, Zhao Ziyuan had no choice but to return the red bean porridge with both hands obediently, and said respectfully: "Yes, General Duan."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ziyuan stood there for two seconds, then moved to the guests at the next table.

Nan Yuan, who was holding the little black cat, opened her eyes wide, looked at Duan Yijun suspiciously and asked, "Huh? When did I say I would feed the cat red bean porridge?"

Duan Yijun still pulled the red bean soup to his side, and said softly, "I'll prepare it for you."

After finishing speaking, an official who was an official in the same court happened to come over to chat with him, so Nan Yuan could only lower her head and stroke the shiny little black cat.

The little black cat gave a soft "meow" twice, and seemed extraordinarily docile under Nan Yuan's caress.

Lingyun, who was infiltrated by the smell of various meals around her, found the little black cat in the arms of the princess, with the corners of her face and mouth raised, and walked towards the princess: "Princess, where did this little black cat come from?" ?”

Nan Yuan shook her head: "I don't know."

But touching the shiny hair, one can see that he looks like he has a good diet on weekdays, and he appeared in the mansion again.

"Could it be raised by Mr. Zhao?" Nan Yuan frowned, and smoothed the hair of the little black cat. If it was true, she really didn't expect that Zhao Ziyuan would love cats, and even ordered someone to raise them. so good.

Hearing this, Lingyun also glanced at Mr. Zhao's back with displeasure, took the princess' little hand, and shook her head: "I don't think so."

And she doesn't want to be.

How can a prodigal son raise a black cat, and it is still so cute and shiny, it can be seen that someone has carefully cared for it.

Nan Yuan also nodded in agreement, letting the cat dawdle in her arms docilely, with a hint of flattery.

Nan Yuan stretched out her small hand to stroke the cat's hair, and could feel the warm hair running through her fingertips, which was extremely smooth.

It may be because the palm is too comfortable to touch, the kitten can't help but stretch out its two forelimbs to rest on the white, tender and smooth arm, and turn its head to play with the palm.

Twisted several times, but failed to achieve what he wanted, the little black cat simply turned his body over, stretched out his pink tongue, and licked the white and tender little arm.

While licking, he cried "meow meow".

Nan Yuan's small hand licked by the kitten was full of saliva, she smiled and took her hand back, and replaced it with another small hand to stroke it: "You can't do this!"

　Thank you baby for the monthly pass, okay!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)