The reborn meow master, I want to pamper pet pet!

Being brought to Jinyixuan again, Yingshun was a little confused, didn't he just come here, could it be that the Lord wanted to choose clothes, until Lan Ziyu even took a few pairs of underwear and shook them in front of his eyes, stuffed them into his hands, Yingsong Instantly stunned, the blush slowly spread on his face, he felt shy and even more embarrassed, how could such a close-fitting thing bother the Lord to choose.

For the convenience of movement, the clothes of the hidden guards are all black, and there are only two pieces throughout the year, and they will be distributed in the hall at the beginning of the year.Perhaps in the eyes of others, this is really too little, only two pieces a year, how can this be enough to wear, but for a hidden guard like them, one piece is enough. For convenience, they usually dry it with internal force after washing. Dry it and wear it on your body immediately, and the other one is just a spare.

"Thank you, Lord!" Feeling very warm despite being shy, Yingsong never imagined that one day someone would help him choose clothes so carefully, this situation made him feel inexplicably like a wife helping her husband choose clothes a feeling of.

Pooh!Ying Sui let out a sneer in his heart, and quickly dismissed this thought, how could he be able to imagine a god-like figure in the Lord.

While Yingsui was thinking, Lan Ziyu had already settled the bill, and was standing at the door looking at Yingsui, smiling silently, thinking that his little dark guard was really cute.

When he came back to his senses, he saw his master looking at him with a half-smile, and the shadow follower lowered his head and walked quickly, secretly annoyed and distracted, it seemed that since following the master, his heart became easier Touched, inadvertently distracted.

Despite the hustle and bustle of the day, the street market immersed in the night is still bustling and bustling. The hawkers are constantly shouting, and the goods are dazzling. With a shy face, she took the arm of her sweetheart; the little girl smiled like a baby holding candied haws through her tears.

The heartwarming pictures all infect Yingsui's heart. He has never seen these in the past 20 years. In addition to killing missions in his world, he is boring on duty. There is a faint smile on his lips unconsciously. There can be light, and you can enjoy the beauty of the world.

Unknowingly, he was wary of not being distracted just now, and he was distracted again, until he was pulled to sit down by Lan Ziyu again, and then he came back to his senses, lowering his eyes apologetically.

"Boss, two bowls of small ravioli!" Lan Ziyu pulled Ying Sui to sit down, and yelled at the boss, before he set his eyes on Ying Sui, with a playful smile on his lips. If he read correctly, Ying Sui just LOL!

"Look up, smile!" Lan Ziyu stared at Yingsui without blinking. For some reason, he had such an obsession right now, he just wanted to watch Yingsui.

A playful but expectant look fell on him, and Yingsui knew that it was his master and looked at him again. Lan Ziyu's almost child-like stubbornness made him feel helpless, and he pursed his lips and smiled, unlike the previous few times when he looked at him. He smiled too stiffly under the command of his master, this time he smiled with a bit of sincerity, and it was also the first time that he felt a happy feeling in his heart.

A shallow smile made him feel at ease.Lan Ziyu was satisfied, he was as happy as a flower blooming in his heart, he finally made Shadow Follower smile, and from this moment on, his little dark guard will also change.

When the small wontons were served, Lan Ziyu couldn't help but recall a bit of memory on his face. As a successor of the Tianxuan Sect since childhood, he wore silk and satin and ate delicacies from mountains and seas. He really didn't eat much like this kind of folk snacks. However, that year he sneaked down the mountain and ate such a bowl, the delicacy of which is still fresh in his memory.

The fragrant wontons were placed in front of him, and the aromas rushed to his nostrils, scrambling to stimulate his ears and noses. Lan Ziyu couldn't wait to take a bite. The thin skin was wrapped with a small meat filling. It was delicious and juicy. The long-lost taste made him With a big movement of the index finger, one after another stuffed into the mouth.

Lan Ziyu ate extravagantly regardless of her appearance, which made Ying Sui beside her stunned, "My lord, are you really hungry!"

He scooped up a small wonton, stuffed it into his mouth, and took a sip of it. It was delicious as expected. Of course, for him, he had never eaten these before, so everything was delicious.

"It's so delicious!" After eating a bowl, Lan Ziyu rubbed his bulging belly, as if a naughty boy finally got his dream toy, satisfied.

Ying Sui was confused again, Lan Ziyu's tall and tall image had collapsed in his heart. He was vicious, perverted, doing whatever he wanted, cold-blooded, and ruthless. They were all fake, and his patriarch was actually a half-grown child.

After a long time, Yingsui realized that this other side of his Patriarch would only be revealed in front of people who are very close to him, and only then did he realize that his Patriarch had put him in a position of closeness from the very beginning, Only then will he never defend himself in front of him, and unconsciously reveal his true temperament, and at this time the Lord has not fallen in love with him.

The noisy voice gradually faded away, and the bustling market gradually became quiet. The two walked back to the inn silently, but Yingsong was still half a step behind Lan Ziyu. No matter what Lan Ziyu said, this was the only rule that Yingshou insisted on. He was afraid that the unscrupulous favor of his master would really make him forget the most basic duty.

Yes, Favor!His master treats him well, and Yingsui really has a feeling of being pampered in his heart. The master believes that he dotes on him, but he is greedy for this warmth from the bottom of his heart, and wants to get closer to the master selfishly. He shouldn't really forget his duty, he and the master are always far apart.

When he returned to the guest room, it was almost late at night. Lan Ziyu yawned, took off his shoes, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and was really sleepy. Men can hang around that late.

"Why, does it mean that Yingsui wants to sleep with me?" Sensing that Yingsui's aura was still in the room, she opened her closed eyes again, and the goal was Yingsui's flushed cheeks. Puzzled, he opened his lips and blurted out a joke.

"Subordinate..." Yingsui's originally flushed cheeks deepened again, and even the tips of his ears showed a hint of pink. Hesitation, tangled and shyness kept flashing in his heart, and finally he gritted his teeth and used a pair of hands to fight it out. He said with a straight face, "This subordinate is here to seek punishment from the Lord."

"Punishment?" Lan Ziyu was stunned for a moment, then a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he had forgotten about it, it was really hard for Ying to keep it in his heart at all times, his deep eyes were full of interest, "What punishment?"

"Spanking!" Yingsui lowered his eyebrows, his eyes were full of shyness, and it took a lot of effort to spit out the three words, it was difficult to say but he couldn't help it.