Random quick travel: The paranoid male god wants to force love again

The night is dark and the moon is as curved as a hook.

Meng Zhuoyan was waiting expectantly in the room for Jiang Miao to take a bath and sleep with him. However, he waited and waited but Eunuch Qin came.

"Mr. Jiang asked this old slave to give this stuffed ferret to the prince. He said that this stuffed animal contains his spiritual power. Carrying it with the prince is like Mr. Jiang protecting you by his side."

Meng Zhuoyan looked at the stuffed ferret in his hand and felt something bad in his heart, "So he won't come today?"

Eunuch Qin nodded, "Yes, Mr. Jiang said that with this, he no longer needs to be by the prince's side all the time. He also said that it is not good to follow the prince every day and cause you trouble, so he will not continue to follow. ”

Hearing this, Meng Zhuoyan held the stuffed ferret's hand with slight force, as if someone had strangled his throat with force. For a moment, he had difficulty breathing and his face turned pale.

So he still noticed...

Meng Zhuoyan thought that Jiang Miao didn't understand anything when he first took on human form, but he didn't expect that he pushed Jiang Miao away just because of his actions on the carriage during the day.

Seeing his appearance, Eunuch Qin's heart skipped a beat and he quickly said, "My lord, are you okay?"

Meng Zhuoyan came back to his senses, shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing. Go down and rest."

Eunuch Qin hesitated for a moment, then nodded and left, closing the door behind him.

Meng Zhuoyan was the only one left in the room again.

He lowered his head and touched the stuffed ferret, and smelled Jiang Miao's scent from it.

I think the hair on the doll comes from Jiang Miao.

This person wanted to deliberately keep a distance from him, hoping that he could understand that there was no possibility between them.

But he didn't understand, how could he, Meng Zhuoyan, finally like someone and give up liking him so easily?

Meng Zhuoyan lay on the bed in despair, placing the stuffed ferret on his chest, completely insomnia.

He remembered that Jiang Miao's identity was completely different from his own, and that this person would leave in a year, and his heart felt like being bitten by countless ants. Although it was not particularly painful, it hurt so much that it paralyzed his heart.

He was rejected before he even had a chance to express his feelings. This feeling was really uncomfortable.

Especially since he didn't even have the reason or ability to keep Jiang Miao.

Thinking about it makes me feel extremely powerless.

Meng Zhuoyan couldn't sleep here, but Jiang Miao slept soundly. He was eating roast chicken in his dreams, and his saliva was almost flowing out.

When he got up the next day, Meng Zhuoyan had already returned from the court.

He bought him a roast chicken out of habit.

When Jiang Miao heard that he was back with roast chicken, she was so happy that she ran over and took it directly, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Meng Zhuoyan looked at his smiling face, staring at him with great discomfort, and said gloomily: "I'm sorry Miaomiao, I lost the stuffed ferret you gave me last night."

Jiang Miao, who had just opened his mouth to take a bite of the roast chicken, let out a sigh and was stunned, "Is it missing?"

Meng Zhuoyan lowered his eyes, "Well, I'm sorry, but I didn't keep such valuable things well. I'm really sorry for you."

Seeing the self-blaming look on his face, Jiang Miao hurriedly said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I'll make another one for you. It's no big deal. Prince, you don't have to blame yourself. I'll give you as much as you want. If you throw it away, throw it away." , what are you afraid of?"

Meng Zhuoyan, who was already preparing to persuade him to continue to follow him: "..."

Meng Zhuoyan twitched the corners of his stiff lips and said with a forced smile, "How about that? Your spiritual power is hard-earned, so don't waste it."

"Damn it, it's okay. I'll be back after practicing in the evening." Jiang Miao waved his hand nonchalantly.

Meng Zhuoyan: "..." I have something to do!

Meng Zhuoyan continued to smile, "Okay, as long as Miaomiao is happy."

In the evening, Jiang Miao made another one for him.

After Meng Zhuoyan got it, he got angry for the first time. He slammed the ferret doll on the bed and stared at it deathly.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind.

Meng Zhuoyan raised his lips and smiled slightly.