Originally, she wanted to put it on the small plate in front of her, but unexpectedly, the little thing was so eager to eat it. The little paw hugged his finger, limp and without strength, the paw was not out, and then he tilted his head and gnawed. Emperor Panlong only felt a slight itch on his finger, and the little thing's tongue was licking vigorously, there was really an indescribable feeling.
He smiled faintly, seeing that Qing Huan had finished eating, he squeezed some more for her until she couldn't eat any more.
This time... really holding on, Qing Huan lay down on the table, Emperor Panlong held her in his arms, touched her round belly, and sighed: "Greedy cat."
Qing Huan meowed.
Emperor Panlong also quickly ate some, and prepared to change clothes and take a bath.
He casually put Qing Huan in the cat litter, but Qing Huan followed with pattering steps. It would be convenient if you were an ordinary cat, you only need to eat, sleep, eat and act cute every day, but will you be able to hug the thick thigh of Emperor Panlong
The answer is obviously no. Although she has a cat body now, she is not a cat heart. A generation of emperors like Panlong will definitely not be as easy to attack as ordinary men. Time is the most important thing. Qing Huan does not want to waste a second, she is still anxious Then go back to Naihe Bridge to clean up Mo Ze.
Two court ladies were changing clothes for Emperor Panlong, and several others were preparing soap, cloth towels, etc. When they saw Emperor Panlong's sturdy, strong, tall and burly body, they couldn't help but blush. It's a pity that His Majesty has strong self-control, and there are very few court ladies who are lucky, and they can only dream of being lucky.
She really has a good figure, Qing Huan thought.
The dragon robe that had been taken off was neatly folded and put aside, Qing Huan unceremoniously lay down on it, and the pleasant scent of ambergris instantly surrounded her. She stared at the Emperor Beaulieu in the bath without blinking. The maid was rubbing his back. His skin was lightly bronzed, every muscle was full of strength and beauty, and his whole body looked just right. The huge gap between his legs The items are also very impressive.
It must be very happy to be his concubine, Qing Huan thought endlessly, then yawned and grunted again.
Can Emperor Panlong lose his hearing of this grunt? He looked back and saw the cat sleeping on his dragon robe, and suddenly became playful, and flicked the water with his fingers, seeing the cat looking around blankly, he couldn't help laughing.
Cute little guy, getting along in less than a day makes him happier than the concubine in the harem for half a year.
This is bath water... Qing Huan sighed in her heart, let him go.
While washing himself after taking a bath, a court lady accidentally pulled the black hair of Emperor Panlong, he glanced at her lightly, and someone came in immediately and dragged her out. The other maids served in even more trepidation. In fact, you have to be more careful when doing things in His Majesty's bedroom, because you don't know when you don't do well and you will lose your life.
Emperor Panlong is not an emperor who disregards human life. Otherwise, he would not have unified the world at the age of twenty-five and managed the country well. In the court, he is also a person who speaks for himself. The admonisher of Panlong Kingdom is basically a display, because as long as it is something he decides, no one is allowed to object or comment.
It doesn't seem like he is a Mingjun, because he doesn't listen to anyone's advice or opinions. But it may not be said that he is a foolish king—have you ever seen such a young and promising foolish king? Strictly speaking, Qing Huan thought he was a wise tyrant.
Cold, powerful, but rational violence.
Such a person is very suitable to be an emperor, because he does everything he says, and he will go forward bravely when he decides. He is extremely intelligent, ruthless, but there is nothing he can't do that he wants to do.
God's favorite.
As a cat, Qing Huan is not qualified to be on the dragon bed, and all the maids and eunuchs watching the night are watching. So if she wants to wait for Emperor Panlong to fall asleep and go to bed secretly, it is basically impossible. Most importantly, with Emperor Panlong's martial arts and vigilance, she will be crushed to death by him before she has time to climb up, okay?
Not to mention that the height of the dragon bed is several times that of her who has no mana at all, and she can't even jump on it.
Emperor Panlong was used to reading before going to bed. After reading for a while, he heard a soft meowing sound. He looked down and saw that the kitten that was supposed to be lying in the cat's nest was at his feet, with its round head up Call him. The cry is very delicate and sweet.
"Why, don't you want to sleep?"
Qing Huan continued to meow.
"...want to sleep with me?" Emperor Panlong felt that he might be crazy, and even talked to a cat.
Qing Huan stretched out her paw and scratched the dragon bed, the meaning was very clear, she wanted to go to bed.
After all, although the cat bed was very comfortable and luxurious, but she couldn't sleep with Emperor Panlong on the first night, how could she please him in the future? The dragon bed looks so soft and sleepy, and it is also very big.
Emperor Panlong couldn't remember the last time he slept with someone else. He never liked to be close to others, he had been alone since he was a child, after ascension to the throne, even the concubines of the Linxing palace would stay in the side hall, and they had to sleep alone after taking a shower.
The kitten is nothing, it just so happens that he is very interested in this cat now, as long as it is not too mischievous, he thinks, he will pet it for a long time.
He doesn't trust anyone in this world, and he doesn't like small animals. This cat is the first one. Could it be that the sacred objects of Persia are different from other animals in the world
He bent down and picked up the cat, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that her soft and pink paws were not clean. Although the color of the meat pad was pink and the hall was clean, Emperor Beaulieu still couldn't take it anymore.
So I ordered someone to bring clean water and a cloth towel, put the cat in my arms, turned over her four little paws, and wiped them one by one, even the gap between the paws was wiped clean. The kitten is also well-behaved. He stopped meowing after he carried it to the dragon bed, and he wiped his paws very well.
After wiping, Emperor Panlong put Qing Huan on the pillow, thought for a moment, then lifted the quilt again, and asked, "Want to come in?"
Qing Huan slipped in neatly, put her head on the pillow, put her paws forward, licked the chin of the Great Beaulieu, lay on the paws and closed her eyes, the movements were done so smoothly that the Great Beaulieu was amazed.
This cat is too spiritual, is it because it is a sacred object