Let the world tremble beneath my feet!

Inspired by Susan, Cruise clicked on Orlando's WeChat.

The WeChat page is still the system message after adding friends on the day of the alliance meeting, "I have passed your friend verification request, and now we can start chatting."

Of course it is impossible to marry President Orlando, but Pete can work hard to marry Shirley back.whee.

Cruise: Orlando, I have a request.

Orlando: What request?

The information is replied quickly.

Cruise: Let me take Pete and play with Shirley.

Orlando: Is this pet diplomacy?

Cruise: No no no, private schedule, I don't want too many people to know.

Orlando: OK, let me arrange it. What time?

Cruise: Tomorrow.

Orlando is a guy who executes very well and gets everything sorted out the next day.

Cruise hugged Pete on a private jet and happily flew to Orlando's official residence, Orlando Palace.

On the way there, he didn't care whether Pete could understand or not, and told Pete thousands of times: "Peter, you have a big mission to go this time, and Shirley is the daughter-in-law that Dad likes. She falls in love with you, loves you so much that she loves you so much that she has to follow you, remember?"

Seeing Pete jumping left and right to tease the toy mouse without even giving him a look, he couldn't help but shed sad tears.

Who is he doing all this busy work for?

Because it was a private trip, Cruise was very low-key. In addition, it was a weekend, and there was no one in the Lan Palace.

Except for Orlando and his few cronies, no one knows that Cruise is in the Brado Federation today.

Orlando led him to the presidential palace.

During their last visit, they all went to the office area, and they never set foot in the presidential palace. Cruise was really curious about the bedroom of the President of the Brado Federation.

As far as the eye can see, it is a white palace with solemn and dignified Roman columns, with more than grandeur but not enough luxury.

The presidential residence of the Brado Federation is as pragmatic as he is.

"Shirley doesn't like to go out, she always stays in the room." Orlando led the way in front and turned to Cruise.

Cruise glanced at the ADHD Pete who was writhing in his arms and wanted to get off the ground. He was speechless for a moment, and said helplessly, "Our Pete is a prodigal son. In his eyes, there is no word 'home' at all."

Then he added bitterly: "It's fine if you don't go home, but when you finally get home, he always throws birds and earthworms that he caught somewhere beside my pillow."

"Haha," Orlando couldn't help laughing, and smiled to Cruskop: "It's not a prank, it's a performance of treating you like a family member. I'm afraid you won't be full, so I feed you."

When Cruise heard this statement for the first time, his eyes lit up in surprise, and he was angry and in love with Pete.

Looking at its innocent blue cat eyes, he gritted his teeth: "Pete, then I really have to thank you."

The two walked into the bedroom while talking. Shirley ran out after hearing Orlando's voice, "Meow Meow".

Orlando picked it up and hugged it in his arms. It nestled happily in Orlando's arms and acted like a baby, with each sound getting sweeter and sweeter.

Cruise: "..."

This is someone else's cat.

I'm so envious, so good.

He confirmed his conviction even more—Pete must be encouraged to abduct Shirley back.

Arranged marriages are not advisable, and free love is beyond the control of the parents.

Orlando: "Shirley is an introverted and timid child. I have to hold him and let him get acquainted with Pete first, otherwise he will definitely run to a corner and hide where no one can find him."

When Orlando was talking, he and Shirley in his arms looked at him together. Only then did Cruise discover why sometimes he always felt that Orlando's eyes were familiar.

He and Shirley have very similar eyes.The colors are very similar, both are clear blue like the sky.

Pete has those eyes too.

Private servers in Orlando are much more casual than formal occasions.

A dark green hand-knitted sweater with a rough wool pattern on it, and black pants with running shoes with a strong sense of design.

The tall, long-legged, cute Shirley in her arms softened his aloof and aloof temperament. His light-blond hair was messily scattered on his forehead without any care, giving him a little more human touch.

The light golden eyelashes are long, covering the blue eyes, looking at him intently, obviously asking for his opinion, but it gives him a feeling that he is about to say something touching in a second.

Cruise's heartbeat was inexplicably faster. He pretended to lower his head to caress Pete in his arms, looked away guilty, and answered absent-mindedly: "Okay."

Now that he agrees, he will be impolite.

Orlando, who was originally two steps away from Cruise, took two steps to stand in front of Cruise.

An arm and a cat suddenly appeared in front of Cruise's eyes, the light above his head was blocked, and the refreshing smell that belonged to Orlando instantly surrounded him.

Cruise:! ! !

He subconsciously wanted to back away, and Orlando's voice came from above his head: "Then let them get acquainted like this first."

When Cruise looked up, he saw Orlando's firm chin and sexy thin lips. The distance was too close, and even the slightly protruding light golden stubble on his chin could be clearly seen.

He felt a little hot, and he pushed Pete back into his arms, who was about to pounce, and took half a step back to distance himself.

But I still felt that Orlando on the opposite side was too oppressive. After looking around, I ran to sit on the sofa as if fleeing, and turned to Orlando and said, "Standing is so tiring, come and sit."

It sounds like he is the master of this bedroom.

Orlando lowered his head and chuckled, suppressing the infinite reverie in his mind, holding back his joy, and sitting next to Cruise with Shirley in his arms.

Cruise was no longer face-to-face with Orlando, and the inner security returned, and he began to watch Shirley and Pete's interaction intently.

Compared with Pete, Shirley is much gentler and quieter.

Pete didn't know whether it was because he was in an unfamiliar environment, or because he was facing the beautiful cat lady, but he changed his appearance of the devil in the world and became a gentle gentleman. The two cats slowly played together.

Cruise picked up the cat teaser on the coffee table and made the two cats jump up and down.

He turned his head and glanced at Orlando, and said tentatively: "Shirley seems to like Pete very much."

Orlando: "It's okay."

It's okay, what's okay, how can he pick it up?

Cruise wanted to make persistent efforts, but his stomach suddenly made a "gurgling" sound.

Cruise: "..."

Orlando followed the sound and looked at Cruise's flat belly, and there was another "gurgling".

Cruise could no longer pretend to be calm, the blood spread from his head to his neck, and his whole face blushed uncontrollably.

He, the majestic King of Ulbury Kingdom, would be so embarrassing.

Orlando chuckled and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Cruise was a little embarrassed, and asked back with a stalk of his neck: "You still ask after hearing that?"

"Okay," Orlando coughed lightly and held back a laugh. Such a young king is so cute that it explodes.Stand up and ask, "What would you like to eat?"

Cruise's tone was quite aggressive: "I have everything I want to eat?"

"There are a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator, and I can make daily meals."

What's the meaning?He cooks?

Cruise couldn't believe it, and looked at Orlando up and down.

The young president in front of him had a cold demeanor, his fingers were like jade, clean and slender, he didn't look like he could cook at all.

Cruise looked skeptical: "Is it true that you cook the food yourself?"

Orlando laughed: "Otherwise, who else is there? You have a special status, and if you know that you are in the Brado Federation, there will be one less person."

"But aren't you the president? Why does the president still cook?"

"I wasn't born to be president."

Cruise curled his lips, thinking that you were not born the president, but you were born the son of the president. Your father has been serving as the president for more than 20 years. It is obviously a presidential federal country, and it is also like their monarchy.Made like.

But it's better not to argue with him if he eats people with a soft mouth.

Cruise straightened his back. Although he was sitting, he couldn't lose his aura. He raised his chin and said arrogantly: "I'm not picky about food, but let me say first, I won't eat if I don't do well."

Orlando smiled, bent his hands behind his back and gave a handsome knight salute: "I will not let the noble King Ulbury go hungry."

After speaking, he went straight to the kitchen.

Tsk, why is my heart beating so fast again?

Cruise reached out to hold his beating heart, glanced at Orlando's straight back, and couldn't help but follow.

Seeing Orlando take out green peppers and eggs from the refrigerator, Cruise hurriedly raised his hand to stop them: "I don't eat green peppers."

Orlando put the green pepper back without saying a word, and brought out a carrot instead.

Cruise: "I don't eat carrots."

This is not picky eaters?

Orlando closed the refrigerator door with a "bang" and gave Cruise an official smile: "King Cruise, please don't make trouble."

Cruise looked innocent: "I didn't make trouble, I really don't want to eat."

"Hey." Orlando sighed helplessly, opened the refrigerator and moved away: "You choose what you want to eat."

Cruise walked to the refrigerator with a smile. Cruise said that the refrigerator has a lot of ingredients, which is true, and there is almost everything in it.

He pointed to the tomato and the mushroom and said, "I want to eat these two, do you have steak?"

"Yes." Orlando had already thought about what to do next, took the tomato and mushroom, and another box of cream, and lowered his head to ask Cruise: "How cooked is the steak?"

Cruise: "5 points."

Orlando skillfully put on an apron and took the vegetables to the sink to clean. Cruise leaned against the door, watching him methodically cook the pasta first, and then cut the tomatoes with a knife in his hands. And mushrooms, it didn't take long for the smell of food to waft out from the kitchen.

This is so inconsistent.

He is obviously the president of a country, but now he is cooking for him in the kitchen.

The spaghetti was taken out, and the heat rose, and Orlando's body was shrouded in the heat, and his handsome face was looming.

At this moment, Cruise even wondered if he was dreaming. The person in front of him was not Orlando, the president of the Braddo Federation, but the snail prince picked up by him and raised in the water tank, specially when he was hungry. , came out to make soup for his hands.

"It's almost ready, wash your hands first, and wait outside." Orlando turned back from the fog and said to Cruise.

Cruise came back to his senses, his face was a little hot, and he scolded himself for thinking about it, what a goddamn snail prince.

After saying "En", he obediently ran to the restaurant and sat down.

Orlando can be toxic, and he sometimes feels like he's not himself.

Tomato and egg soup, creamy mushroom pasta, and black pepper steak are very homely. Orlando prepared two servings and brought them out to sit face to face with Cruise.

Cruise ate a mouthful of spaghetti nervously, it was delicious!

His whole handsome face lit up, and he looked at Orlando happily: "Orlando, this taste really surprises me!"

Orlando truly is a treasure.

Orlando also took a bite of spaghetti with a smile, and accepted Cruise's compliment frankly: "As long as you like it."

The happiest thing in the world is to make food for people you like.

After the two finished eating, Orlando consciously packed up the tableware and took it to the kitchen to wash.

Cruise followed up again.

Orlando felt a little funny, when did the young king become so clingy?

He didn't mind being watched by Cruise, and bent down to put the tableware into the dishwasher one by one.

The president washes the dishes just like the president cooks. Cruise doesn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Who knows if there will be a next time.

He followed, looking at Orlando's powerful arms, his thin waist tied tightly by the apron tie, and his sexy buttocks that made the curve more obvious after bending slightly.

A dedicated man is the most attractive, and this Orlando is really too sexy.

Just like when I was cooking before, it was so beautiful and delicious that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

...? ? ?

What the hell? !

Cruise thought he might have been struck by lightning.

What's the matter with the heartbeat so fast?

What's the matter with the hot face?

He turned out to be flesh on Orlando.Have an idea?

Orlando!Orlando, President of the Brado Federation!

God, who will wake him up.

Cruise felt like it was over.

The sound of the dishwasher was not loud, but it was rumbling in his ears, which made his brain dizzy.

"Orlando." Cruise whispered.

Orlando: "Huh?"

Cruise: "Hit me."

"What?" Orlando suspected that he had heard it wrong, walked up to Cruise, and repeated it again: "You want me to hit you?"

Cruise lowered his head: "Yes, hit me."

"What's wrong with you?" Orlando was a little worried, frowning, and reached out to lift Cruise's chin, but saw the young king's face flushed.

Orlando was taken aback, and hurriedly reached out to cover Cruise's forehead to test the temperature, it was so hot!

"You have a fever! Are you allergic to something you ate just now?"

Cruise felt the cool touch of the big hand on his forehead, listened to his thunderous heartbeat, and his breath was full of the refreshing smell of the young king, like the wild grass after the rain.

He closed his eyes resignedly, and gently put his arms around Orlando's waist. The young president visibly stiffened.

He leaned his head on Orlando's shoulder, the young president's heartbeat was also fast and fast, and it was transmitted to his hot forehead through the carotid artery, and he felt even more dizzy.

"I'm fine, just a little dizzy, and I'll be fine in a while."

He didn't have much contact with Orlando, but now he recalled the scene when the two got along very clearly.

When he was with Orlando, he would subconsciously be more reckless, and he was not willing to stop communication with the official.

This... you can't be moved when you first saw her, right?

It was terrible.

For the first time Cruise had the thought of running away.

Orlando is not an ordinary person. He is the president of the Brado Federation and a very talented and capable head of state.

Even if the Kingdom of Ulbury becomes the largest country in the world in the future, it is impossible for him to snatch Orlando over as the "queen".

Firstly, it may lead to war, and secondly, he is not the kind of person who breaks other people's wings for his own selfish desire.

Cruise took a deep breath, stood up straight, pushed Orlando away, took a few steps back, tried to smile, and apologized: "Orlando, I have to go first."

He's too emotionally unstable right now, he can't be in the same room with Orlando anymore.

He has to be alone for a while, so that he can get back to the state he used to get along with.

Cruise suddenly said that he was going to leave. Orlando was a little surprised, but more worried: "But your body..."

Cruise waved his hand casually, with a relaxed face: "Small things, don't worry. I remembered that I forgot to do something in Ulbury, and I have to go back first."

"Thank you for lunch, Orlando. Goodbye."

"...Goodbye." Orlando did not stand in the way, nor did he keep up with Cruise's rhythm. He could only watch him pick up Pete in a daze, and walk away in a hurry with a few guards guarding the door of the dormitory. up.

There's a feeling of running away inside.