Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

Song Nan's head was drooped on the butler's shoulder, and his body was shivering, which constantly disturbed his attention and made him completely uninterested in the surroundings.

"It's so cold~" He leaned closer to the butler's body and nuzzled him affectionately, his voice was delicate and soft, "Si Bai, I'm so cold..."

The butler's golden eyes darkened, he rubbed his head and coaxed softly: "Good boy, let's go eat some hot food, so you won't feel so cold after eating."

Song Nan hugged him tightly and responded softly: "Okay~"

The butler paused, hesitated for a while, then turned around and walked back: "Earl, do you want to eat outside, or should I cook it for you myself?"

Song Nan was at a loss, and all she could think about was getting out of the cold and getting in touch with the only heat in front of her. She didn't hear his question clearly, thinking that he was leaving her, so she immediately hugged him and said pitifully: "I want you."

The butler looked happy and rubbed his cheek: "Okay~ I'll cook for you."

Song Nan nodded and buried his head in his neck, quietly enjoying the steady flow of heat.

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They returned to the hotel. The housekeeper put Song Nan down and watched him cling to him again. He felt helpless and said, "Earl, I have to cook for you. I'll give you a hug after I finish cooking, okay?"

Song Nan's beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she grabbed the corner of his clothes aggrievedly: "Cold~"

The housekeeper sighed softly, rubbed his head, turned his head to look at the door, and said indifferently: "Gabuchel."

Gabuchel walked into the room, his tail erect, quickly transformed into the size of a leopard, and surrounded Song Nan.

Song Nan felt the heat, reluctantly let go of the butler, threw herself into Gabuchel's furry body, hugged his tail comfortably, and covered his waist.

The butler frowned, glanced at Gabuchel unhappily, turned and walked out the door.

He wanted to speed up the food preparation, get Song Nan back into his arms as soon as possible, and kick Gabuchel away!

Gabuchel noticed his malice and bared his teeth at his back impatiently.

The housekeeper didn't take it seriously, stared at the boy buried in the big stuffed cat, and gently closed the door.

Song Nan raised his head, and the continuous warmth allowed him to break free from the confusion caused by the huge dark energy.

He looked around blankly, as if wondering why he was back in the hotel.

Gabuchel stuck out his soft, barbed tongue and licked Song Nan's fair cheek, which turned red marks on his fair face.Suddenly, it whimpered like a child who had done something wrong, and looked at him pitifully with watery cat eyes.

Song Nan smiled slightly and rubbed its head: "It's okay, it will be fine soon."

Gabuchel rubbed his neck, not daring to stick out the tip of his tongue easily for fear of hurting him.

Song Nan chuckled, burying his head into its belly, rubbing against its fur, with a satisfied look on his face.

so soft~

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After a long time, he turned over and lay on his back on Gabuchel. Then he stretched out his hand with his palm facing up, trying to release the cold energy accumulated in his body.

"噈~"

A small amount of black light suddenly shot out from the palm of his hand. Song Nan trembled all over, and reflexively threw away the thing in his hand. Unexpectedly, the small amount of light flew directly out. By coincidence, the door opened, and the housekeeper was smiling. Walking in with a dinner plate, he was greeted by the stream of light...

His golden eyes turned cold, he raised his arm and aimed his palm at the streamer. The streamer hit his palm directly. His fingers immediately curled up and wrapped around the streamer. After the dull explosion sounded, he opened his hand and looked at the charred Gloves walked into the room with some distress and closed the door.

The butler placed the items on the dinner plate on the coffee table one by one, took off his gloves and put on a new pair, while watching Song Nan's guilty look as he covered Gabuchel's big tail on his cheek, and smiled slightly: "Earl , please eat first, and I will play with you after dinner."

Song Nan's face was slightly red and she didn't dare to look at him, but remembering that he was the master, she immediately sat up and looked at him with an arrogant attitude like "I did it on purpose, how can you do it".

After a second, he shivered silently, lay back on Gabuchel, grabbed the warm plush tail, opened his eyes wide, and said pitifully: "Cold~"

The butler had no choice but to lean over and pick him up. Seeing him reaching out to grab Gabuchel, wanting to return to the bigger source of heat, he couldn't help but grab his hand, forcefully pull it to his lips, and whisper softly: "Earl, I too It’s very warm~”

After saying this, a faint black mist filled the whole body, gently wrapping Song Nan and sending waves of warmth to him.

Song Nan stopped struggling and hugged his neck. The chill that continuously invaded the bone marrow in his body and the hazy feeling caused by the energy exceeding the threshold were relieved. Although he was still a little uncomfortable, he was back to normal - as long as he stayed with the housekeeper. .

……

Song Nan sat in the butler's arms, eating the food he delivered.

Seeing his throat rolling, the butler swallowed the food and quickly took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth: "Earl, the magician and the demon have entered the Elf Kingdom. When do you want to go there? Or wait here for them to find the altar. Then I will Then take you over and destroy the altar directly?"

Song Nan paused, raised his head, and asked blankly: "Isn't the pass on me? How did they get in?"

The butler's mouth curled up slightly, and his pupils suddenly shrank into needle threads, emitting a faint fluorescent light: "Earl, don't forget that we are demons. Of course, demons have their own methods."

Song Nan nodded and yawned lazily: "Then get some sleep before setting off. Don't give the Elf King a bad impression. I still have something to ask him for."

When the housekeeper heard this, he looked a little regretful, but when he thought that he could not act at will like those two people, and needed to stay by Song Nan's side to accompany his beloved, he raised the corner of his mouth again, looked at the delicate young man leaning on him, and obeyed him. From: "Okay, Earl."

Song Nan closed her eyes and murmured in a low voice: "Well, now, sleep with me."

The butler's pupils shrank suddenly, his fingertips trembled a little, his cheeks glowed with spring color, and he was unusually shy: "Earl..."

Song Nan glanced at him and said calmly: "It's too cold to sleep alone. You lie down and hold me. If you don't want to, Gabuchel can do it."

Gabuchel's cat ears stood up, and he jumped onto the white bed. His plush tail patted the sheets, and he looked at Song Nan who was nestled on the butler's body with a bright look.

The housekeeper's smile faltered, and he hugged Song Nan's waist tightly. He stood up and quickly walked to the bed. As he walked, his and Song Nan's clothes disappeared piece by piece. When they got into bed, they had changed into their usual sleeping clothes, that is, A soft, loose-fitting cotton nightgown, no pajama bottoms.

He put his arm on Song Nan's neck, hugged him tightly, and warmed his body with the black mist. He watched him gradually fall into a deep sleep, and raised his eyes to look at the big black cat waving its tail to the side.

"Either lie down and don't move, or go out and watch the door."

Gabchel paused and huddled motionless behind Song Nan, obediently acting like a plush cushion.