This villain's style is crooked

Knowing that Ming Yan would not do anything again, Lu Cha nimbly jumped onto the table.

The man who was relegated to the world just now, now has blood flowers blooming in his clothes.

The bloodstains spreading around the neck were in stark contrast to the suet jade-like skin, and there was an inexplicable sense of debauchery.

However, his pupils were as black as obsidian, deep and cold, as if glowing with faint moonlight.

Just like that holy god, helplessly eroded by the darkness bit by bit.

The appearance of the little villain is quite attractive.

And Ming Yan looked at the little silver fox who was squatting on the table and staring at him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Can it understand human speech?

At this time, Zhuo Xuan knocked on the door and came in, bowed his head and reported:

"I ask the national teacher to punish. Zhuo Xuan improperly guarded the silver fox and let the silver fox escape from the cage. So far, no trace of it has been found."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Xuan looked up and saw the little silver fox he was looking for, sitting leisurely on the table.

The little silver fox waved its furry paws politely, as if to say hello.

And Ming Yan's neck was dripping with blood, and the slender wound was obviously scratched by the silver fox.

Zhuo Xuan immediately pulled out his sword angrily:

"You bastard, how dare you hurt an adult! See if I'm not skinning you today!"

Lu Cha's whole body was in pain, and he had been torn with Ming Yan just now, so he had no strength for a long time.

She jumped up, hugged Ming Yan's arm, and hung on his body.

The blue eyes blinked, as if praying for protection.

Ming Yan looked indifferently, but did not shake Lu Cha away:

"Where was your ruthlessness just now?"

Lucha tilted her head innocently, shaking her snow-white fox tail, saying:

I'm just a little fox, I don't understand what you're talking about!

But those clear fox eyes completely exposed her thoughts.

Ming Yan raised her brows lightly, and a trace of interest rose in her heart.

Is this silver fox really spiritual, or is it a spirit who can cultivate?

He raised his hand to dissipate the fierce sword wind that hit him.

At the same time, Zhuo Xuan barely stopped his attack.

"Leave it."

Keep it for now and see what it is.

After all, he could easily kill Silver Fox.

Ming Yan grabbed Lu Cha by the back of her neck and put it back on the table.

Zhuo Xuan was taken aback.

At any rate, he has been with Ming Yan for several years, so he is sensible and doesn't talk too much, he nods respectfully:

"Then Zhuoxuan, go and ask the doctor to come over and bandage up your lord."

Ming Yan hummed, dropped his fingertips, and drew a line of nothingness on the table:

"Don't run around."

Lu Cha nodded her head obediently.

Soon.

The Ming banquet that left with Zhuo Xuan, went and returned.

He had already changed into a new white dress, and the wound on his neck was also wrapped with cloth strips, returning to his unattainable and cold appearance.

Lu Cha rested her cheeks, but all she could think about was the broken and depraved state before the Ming Banquet.

Suddenly the aroma of food came.

Lu Cha regained consciousness in an instant.

I saw the servants filling the table with sumptuous dishes.

Oh open!

There is roast chicken!

Lucha excitedly picked up a chicken leg and ate it happily.

And Ming Yan sat back in his original seat, and saw the little fox sitting at the corner of the table, eating the shiny chicken legs with his paws, looking naive.

Using chopsticks, he pushed the plate with the roast chicken in front of Lu Cha.

It's not love, it's dislike.

He doesn't like eating a dish with other people, even if they are animals.

Ming Yan changed into a new pair of wooden chopsticks before starting dinner.

After discovering that Ming Yan only ate three mouthfuls of each dish, and each serving was the same, Lucha licked his paws and recalled the original plot.

When Ming Yan was born, auspicious clouds descended from the sky, giving Ming father hope.

The position of the national teacher who has long been a decoration, coupled with the cynicism of the dignitaries and other dignitaries, made Ming's father desperately want the Ming family to return to the prosperous period decades ago, and completely fell into madness.

He stubbornly believes that Mingyan is the descending of immortals.

Therefore, Father Ming took this bastard, who was originally born to the courtesan of the brothel, as the next national teacher to train.

Father Ming almost pervertedly demanded that all aspects of Ming Yan should be perfect.

Even eating and sleeping at the Ming banquet must be done strictly according to Ming father's standards.

If Ming Yan fails to do so, or wants to resist, he will be severely beaten by Ming's father.

Even on Ming Yan's seventh birthday, Ming's mother secretly gave him a puppy as a companion. After being discovered by Ming's father, he brutally killed him on the grounds that it would affect Ming Yan's learning of divination.

Moreover, Ming's father forced Ming Yan to eat the prepared dog meat as a punishment.

Fortunately, the gentle Ming mother comforted the collapsed Ming Yan, so that the child was not completely driven crazy.

But after Ming Yan's seventh birthday, Ming's mother was still sent to the countryside by Ming's father to recuperate, and the mother and son were not allowed to meet at all.

Father Ming crazily manipulated Ming Yan's life, but forgot that they were all just ordinary people.

Therefore, Ming Yan's childhood was like a nightmare, oppressive and painful.

Lu Cha sighed softly, grabbed a pair of clean chopsticks, awkwardly picked up the vegetables, and put them on the plate in front of Ming Yan.

Poor little villain, eat more!

She doesn't grab it!

Seeing the dishes on the plate in front of him gradually piled up into a hill, Ming Yan raised his eyes slightly.

The little fox pointed at the dish with one paw, and shook the chopsticks it was holding with the other paw, as if saying:

"Eat more, the chopsticks I use are new."

Ming Yan's eyes flickered, and he pushed the plate away indifferently.

The long eyelashes drooping down covered the flickering daze in the eyes.

When was the last time someone added food for themselves?

too long.

He can't remember; he can't remember.

This fox is quite popular.

[Ding—the villain's favorability value +10. 】

Lu Cha pouted, eating the meal that Ming Yan refused.

Gee.

duplicity~

The atmosphere of the meal was quiet and peaceful.

The man in white was elegant and fresh, holding a cup of hot tea, staring out the window, as if in a daze.

The little fox on the table was still eating hard, his brows and eyes full of satisfaction.

It can't be seen at all that not long ago, one person and one fox wanted each other's lives.

-

The bright moon hangs high, and insects sing.

The main courtyard bedroom of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Lu Cha followed Ming Yan in, rubbing her round belly from time to time.

I seem to have eaten too much for dinner.

Ming Yan forgot for a moment that he had raised a fox, took off his coat as usual, and lay flat on the bed.

With a flick of the finger, the candle on the table was extinguished.

Lu Cha, who was standing at the door, was dumbfounded.

Where do I sleep? ? ?

Looking at the man lying on the bed with his hands neatly placed in front of him by the moonlight, Lu Cha smiled maliciously.

She climbed up quickly, and her neck was instantly strangled.

"?"

what?

After eating, the little villain changed?

Feeling the softness of the palm, Ming Yan remembered the existence of Lu Cha, just as he let go of his hand, the furry little fox burrowed into his arms.

Moaning softly, as if extremely frightened.

His chest suddenly felt cold and touched the cold air of the night.

Immediately, a warmth covered his chest.

The little fox's claws penetrated into his clothes.

Lucha's eyes were bright.

The little villain has such a good figure!

Finding that the little fox's paws were touching randomly, Ming Yan's body froze, and his face was rarely stained with a light blush.

I don't know whether to be angry or ashamed.

He waved his hand.

boom!

Lucha was thrown into the air again and landed on a collapse not far away.

Ming Yan's deep voice was as cold as the frost of winter:

"No bed."

Lucha hugged her soft tail innocently.

She was just afraid that the little villain would be cold!

This time, Lu Cha didn't tease her any more, and lay down obediently on the couch to sleep.

Take your time!

And Ming Yan didn't close his eyes, listening to the faint sound of breathing coming from his ears.

He tilted his head.

The little fox on the collapse curled up into a small ball, so fragile that it could take its life with a hand.

However, it is quite interesting.

After you figure out what it is, kill it.

Ming Yan dissipated the internal force condensed in his palm.

-

The next day.

When Lu Cha woke up, she had already returned to the Palace of Compassion and Ning, in her own body.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Jinyu kneeling in front of the bed, her eyes were red and swollen from crying. There was a strange feeling that she had passed away and the other party was crying.

The next moment, Jinyu cried out in surprise: "The Empress Dowager!"

Deer tea is in a delicate mood.

That kind of strange feeling is even more serious.