Dressed as a super rare female, being chased and pampered by the big guys

The door to Lu Zhan's bedroom was tightly closed, and no sound could be heard from inside.

What is Nian Tu doing in there?

Countless speculations emerged in his mind, and Tan Konglin recalled the discussions of passers-by.

Nian Tu... likes Lu Zhan more...

Today, Lu Zhan was injured because of Nian Tu, so it is normal for him to be favored by her.

But in the eyes of Tan Konglin, who is also a male, Lu Zhan’s injury was actually not worth mentioning at all. At least not worthy of Nian Tu’s behavior, who seemed to have only Lu Zhan in his heart and eyes.

From beginning to end, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was left aside.

This was not the first time that Lu Zhan snatched Nian Tu away from him, the incident at the palace ball was also one of them.

Tan Konglin's hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and the scalding water in the cup splashed on the back of his hand. He seemed unaware, immersed in chaotic thoughts.

Nian Tu slept soundly in Lu Zhan's bedroom for the entire afternoon.

Lu Zhan greedily enjoyed this rare happiness, and his eyes could not move away from Nian Tu's cute sleeping face.

Until late afternoon.

Nian Tu rubbed her eyes and sat up slowly. She felt something hard and elastic, as if she was sitting on some solid muscle. She shivered suddenly and quickly crawled away as if she was scalded.

The redness spread from her face to her neck, and she was too ashamed to speak.

Not only did she fall asleep, she also shamelessly pressed on the injured person!

"Wound, are you okay..." She stammered and tried to pull off Lu Zhan's collar to check his wound.

Wasn't she crushed?

Lu Zhan's eyes were deep, and he moved his shoulders, "It's okay."

He stood up and walked towards the bathroom. Nian Tu subconsciously wanted to follow him, but suddenly realized what he was going to do. He stopped and his ears became even redder, almost bleeding.

It seems that she is not suitable for taking care of the wounded... She can't help with this kind of thing!

While Lu Zhan was solving his personal physiological problems, Nian Tu quickly escaped from his room.

Sion and Ferry were already preparing dinner.

Seeing Nian Tu sneaking out of Lu Zhan's bedroom with a red face and messy hair, Feili stopped moving.

Sion was even more stunned.

Barely holding back the bitterness, he didn't ask what Nian Tu and Lu Zhan had done, but only asked her opinion on dinner, "Niannian, is there anything else you want to eat tonight?"

"It's all right," Nian Tu nodded at him hurriedly, rushed to the cupboard, took out a can of drink, and gulped it down, which relieved his flushed face and dry mouth.

Seeing that she moved quickly, just like usual, the two males relaxed their expressions.

It seems nothing happened...

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has left?" After calming down and looking around, Nian Tu did not see Tan Konglin. Then he remembered that he seemed to be wholeheartedly following Lu Zhan and even forgot to say goodbye to Tan Konglin.

Tan Konglin also helped her a lot with today's matter, running around for her, but she ignored him...

Nian Tu turned on the light brain.

The chat history with Tan Konglin still stopped at that morning. Tan Konglin said that the out-of-control value had dropped to 10, and he wanted to ask her out again to express his gratitude to her in person.

But she was worried about Uncle Ferry at the time, so she just replied with a quick "You're welcome."

Realizing belatedly that he seemed too indifferent, Nian Tu quickly sent an emoticon of a little rabbit peeking out, trying to make amends.

Nian Tu: [This time it’s my turn to thank you! ]

Nian Tu: [Do you have anything you like? Can you tell me?]

She wanted to prepare a thank-you gift for Tan Konglin.

I sent the message, but there was no response for a long time.

Nian Tu waited for a while, feeling a little uneasy, and slowly walked back to his bedroom. He sighed and sat down beside the bed.

The crying expression of the little white cat vaguely emerged in her mind again. She couldn't help but lie on her back, slamming herself into the soft bed, and rolling over and over.

Not replying to messages... Are you angry? Or are you busy?

After hesitating for a long time, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of white outside the window, and Nian Tu stopped moving abruptly.

Is she hallucinating?

Nian Tu sat up and walked quickly to the window, and was stunned.

It was already evening. Although it was not yet time to rest, it got dark early on the Central Star and the sky was already completely dark.

The little white cat with the word "王" on its forehead squatted by the window, with endless darkness behind it. It looked weak, pitiful and helpless.

When he met Nian Tu's eyes, he raised his paw and tapped lightly on Nian Tu's window without making any sound. He looked listless and just looked at Nian Tu with his watery blue eyes.

In an instant, Nian Tu's memory was pulled back to that night -

The wronged, tearful cat ran away during the day, but came back by itself at night and curled up outside her window, looking aggrieved.

Just like before, Nian Tu hurriedly opened the window and pulled the little white cat in.

Coming back to her senses, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why are you outside my window?"

The kitten was ignorant when it was out of control, is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also ignorant?

"I'm beginning to doubt whether you have really lost your memory of the period when you were out of control..." Nian Tu looked at the little white cat inquiringly.

The Crown Prince blinked his round eyes at her innocently, "Why do you say that?"

He really didn't remember what happened during the period when he lost control.

"Have I ever done this when I was out of control?"

"What am I like when I'm with you?" he asked Nian Tu softly.

Even though he couldn't remember, Tan Konglin was very sure that he must have been very happy at that time.

The soft and warm embrace of the little female was engraved deep in his soul and made him obsessed with it.

"During that time, would you hug me often?"

"like this……"

The little white cat meowed and burrowed into Nian Tu's arms, as if it had abandoned its human reason and dignity and regarded itself as Nian Tu's pet.

The extremely cute little kitten threw itself into his arms. Nian Tu managed to calm himself down and resisted the urge to touch it.

But she couldn't bear to push the little white cat away.

That's too cruel...

After a while, Nian Tu couldn't help but sigh, "Actually, I was very sad when you left."

"I haven't even started playing with the new ball I bought for you, and you're gone."

As she spoke, she turned around, took out the small ball from the drawer, and waved it in front of the little white cat.

The little white cat could clearly hear the love and reluctance for itself from Nian Tu's tone. It shook its ears happily at first, but then found that the small ball seemed to have been used, and its whole body froze.

"Miwu?"

Facing the incredulous look of the little white cat, Nian Tu awkwardly explained: "A Zhan played with me once, he wanted to make me happy..."

It's Lu Zhan again...

It’s Lu Zhan again!

The little white cat's fur was standing on end, and its tail was wagging non-stop. If it wasn't in front of Nian Tu, its sharp claws would have popped out.

"I'll buy you a new one!" Nian Tu coaxed quickly.

How can the dignified Crown Prince of the Empire be coaxed by a new little ball?

As soon as Nian Tu said this, he felt a little guilty. Just as he was about to say something to make amends, he saw the little white cat nodding its head.

"Can the pattern be different from this one?"

It’s not that I don’t like the pattern, but I want to make it different from the old ball.

Nian Tu didn't expect that he was so easy to coax, so he naturally agreed.

The childish Crown Prince is even cuter than when he couldn’t talk before, and he’s so adorable that Nian Tu’s heart is fluttering.

She finally couldn't help but raise her hand and touch the soft kitten's head.

unstoppable.

Gradually losing himself in the wonderful touch of the fluffy fur, Nian Tu petted the cat more and more indulgently. The little white cat tilted its little face up, closed its eyes and cooperated very well.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, interrupting the affectionate conversation between a man and a cat in the room.

Lu Zhan's voice appeared at the door.