Yinmao

"This is...?" Although the thing in Kevin's hand was very common, Arthur couldn't help being stunned when it was brought in front of him suddenly.

"That," Kevin always felt very embarrassed, his voice was as small as a mosquito moaning, "Well, you gave me a lot of things for the New Year, and I think I should give you something, but now... Uh, no It's convenient, so I'll give you a little clay puppet, which I made myself."

"You pinched it yourself?" Hearing what Kevin said, Arthur became interested. He reached out and took the clay puppet from Kevin's hand, looked carefully for a while, and asked with a smile, "I pinched it according to my shape. ?"

Kevin glanced at the small and cute white tiger clay doll, then turned his gaze away, and said in a low voice, "Well, it's not very well squeezed, don't mind."

"Oh, no," Arthur said with a wider smile, "It's much cuter than me. I like this New Year's gift very much, thank you."

"Ha, no thanks, no thanks," Kevin's eyes lit up with a smile on his face when Arthur said he liked his gift, "It's just as long as you like it," he said after a pause, "Then I won't Excuse me, you should hurry to the banquet."

"Well," originally wanted to talk to Kevin for a while, but seeing that it was getting late, Arthur could only nod, and patted Kevin on the shoulder again, "Then I'll go first, what's the matter?" Tell Ogden what you need, okay?"

"Understood," Kevin nodded briskly, then bent down to pick up a Nat who was holding his leg, and said goodbye to Arthur, "Then I will go in first, I wish you the best of luck, Mr. Arthur."

"Thank you." Arthur kept watching Kevin carry Nat back to the room before turning and leaving for the main hall.

The annual banquet is as lively and boring as usual. The elderly nobles hold a glass of wine and either talk and spy on their opponents with a hidden smile, or drag their young juniors who have not yet married to sell and make matchmakers. The younger The aristocrats who haven't been in charge get together to talk about some messy things. Judging from the unscrupulous smiles on their faces, it's probably nothing more than an affair with those unmarried females. .

Looking at it year after year, even a person who wears a mask like Arthur will inevitably feel aesthetic fatigue and boredom.

After dismissing a few waves of nobles who had evil intentions or wanted to sell their own females, Arthur took a glass of wine and sat on a relatively hidden chair, sipping the wine and looking at the faces of the nobles in the center of the banquet hall.

As soon as he calmed down, Arthur couldn't help but think of the scene of talking with Kevin in the afternoon. He took out the little white tiger made of mud from his sleeve, and the corners of Arthur's mouth curled up. This is the cheapest New Year's gift I've ever had. There is no gold or silver embellishment or jewelry inlays. The black and white color combination is so unremarkable that it will never be found if it is thrown on the street.

But Arthur also felt that, as he said to Kevin this afternoon, it was the most satisfying New Year gift he had ever received. It had nothing to do with value, but only with sincerity.

Looking at the little tiger carefully again, Arthur felt that the tiger was not very similar to his animal shape, "Am I so cute?" Then he thought again, "Is this the image I have in Kevin's mind?"

Here Arthur was immersed in his own world, and a male voice over there interrupted Arthur's thinking, "General Arthur, why are you sitting here drinking alone? I think you have such a happy expression. Did something good happen?"

After regaining consciousness, Arthur regained his calm expression, turned his head to look at the source of the voice, it turned out to be the group of dudes who gathered together to brag about their romantic history at the beginning, Arthur smiled, and turned to the group of people He raised his glass, "Isn't it a good thing to be able to taste good wine?"

Arthur’s actions brightened the eyes of the group of young orcs. These young noble orcs who only know how to eat, drink and have fun at home will always be taught by their father who hates iron and steel. As for the comparison model, the young orcs are no exception. The talented Mr. Arthur, but those old nobles also know what their sons can grow up to be, so they all ask their sons to get closer to Arthur, and don't want to learn the essence of Arthur's behavior. A deeper relationship never hurts.

Regarding the demands of their fathers, although these young orcs have not done any serious things on weekdays, they still understand the pros and cons. However, Arthur looks very friendly with a smile on his face, and only those who come close will understand how much he is Not easy to approach.At today's New Year's banquet, everyone naturally noticed this hot and popular figure in the main city, but no one dared to approach rashly to talk to him. It was one of the dudes who had been paying attention to Arthur when he saw Arthur sitting there alone but It doesn't look like they are bored, they seem to be in a good mood, so everyone came over to talk to Arthur as if they were lucky. They didn't expect Arthur to be so easy to talk today, and they all cheered up immediately, and exchanged surprise glances with each other. They all came over to clink glasses with Arthur and said flatteringly, "Ah, of course, I heard that this is a good wine that has been brewed and preserved for 50 years." "Yes, the mellow aroma alone is enough to make people feel happy." "Look Come on, General Arthur also has a lot of research on fine wine."

Arthur looked at this group of young aristocratic orcs who made no secret of their purpose, and was rarely impatient, and started talking to them as a pastime, which made the orcs even more excited.

One is involved in the affairs of the city and the clan every day, and the other is a group of people who eat, drink, and have fun every day. The two parties who have no common language at all would face a cold scene after a few pleasantries, but today Arthur is in a good mood. A few words made the atmosphere extremely lively, and a group of dandies wished to call Arthur brothers and sisters.

Maybe it was because the atmosphere was too warm, maybe the stamina of the wine was too strong, or some people's ideas were really too simple. When it came to joy, a long, hunchbacked orc came up to Arthur and smiled, "I heard that Arthur General Se picked up an interesting little thing a few days ago?"

"Oh, where did you hear that?" Arthur asked with a smile on his face unchanged upon hearing this question.

"Do you need to hear about it? The news that you brought a small thing back has been spread in our noble circles," the orc said with a smile when he saw that Arthur's expression was not unhappy, and he became more courageous. , "Didn't you kill a few low-level orcs who didn't have eyes because of that little thing?" Speaking of which, the orc's expression was a little gossip, "The little thing that can make you so tempted, General Arthur , it doesn’t look so simple.”

Arthur smiled and didn't speak. The orc saw that Arthur only smiled and said nothing, so he thought it was acquiescence, and said further, "If there is a chance in the future, General Arthur can bring that little thing out for us to meet. We are not good at other things, but we have to look at this aspect..." The orc showed a wretched expression, "We are experts here."

Arthur still smiled and didn't speak, so he didn't say anything to refute it, but the smiling reaction made those people's brains completely heated up. They all thought that Arthur was also a fellow among them, and began to offer advice and suggestions in a hurry. The words are unbearable.

Speaking of excitement, one of the orcs, who was obviously drunk, grinned at Arthur and said, "It must not be an ordinary thing that can make General Arthur fancy, maybe when you get tired of playing, General Arthur, the few of us Brother also wants to try something new!"

As soon as these words came out, although Arthur still had the same smile on his face, his eyes turned cold. The few noble orcs around who were not dizzy first fell silent when they saw this, and one of them stretched out his hand. He pulled the orc and signaled him to shut up.

But the orc, whose brain has been controlled by alcohol, didn't notice the change in the atmosphere at all, and slapped off his companion's hand pulling his sleeve in dissatisfaction, frowning and muttering, "Why are you pulling me?"

The orc who reminded him saw Arthur's gaze focused on himself, and suddenly cried out in his heart. He grinned and wanted to say something, but Arthur stood up first, put the wine glass aside, and said with an undiminished smile , "It's getting late, don't stay with me all the time, it's rare for the nobles to get together at the annual banquet, it's better to get in touch with each other more." After speaking, his eyes stayed on the face of the drunk orc , looked at him meaningfully, then turned and left.

And the eyes of the drunk orc met Arthur at that time, the coldness in Arthur's eyes made the orc startled, he sobered up a lot, and when he realized that Arthur had disappeared, only the group of His companions complained to him.

After getting rid of those young orcs, Arthur came to the back garden where there were no people to breathe. Thinking about the ugly behavior of the gang just now, Arthur was not very angry, no wonder his father always looked leisurely, just like that How many future generations can compete with the White Tiger Clan?

After standing for a while, the drink in the glass was drunk to the point where there was only one sip left. Arthur decided to leave the table early. It didn't make much sense to stay here, but it was just to watch the group of people show their ugly faces at the end of the banquet.

"General Arthur." Before taking two steps, a young female appeared in front of Arthur from around the corner.

"Hello, Mr. Gris." Arthur looked at the person and greeted him with a perfect expression.

"Is General Arthur leaving now?" Gris asked, looking at Arthur with a formulaic expression.

"Excuse me, what's the matter with Mr. Gris?" Arthur didn't answer Gris' question, but asked another question.

"If you're not in a hurry to leave, why don't we take a walk in the back garden together? I think General Arthur came out to breathe because it was too stuffy inside." Gris didn't flinch from Arthur's attitude, and invited him with a smile road.

"Uh," Arthur raised his eyebrows and said with an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry, I'm probably going to disappoint you, I've been standing in the garden for a while, probably because I just had a drink and the cool breeze blows, now Got a bit of a headache, so I think I'll have to go back early."

"Really," Arthur's refusal made Gris's expression stiff for a moment, and then he put on a smile again, "Well, please pay attention to your body."

"Thank you, and you too." Arthur replied with a thankful smile, "It's very cold now, Mr. Gris should not stay in the garden too long."

"Thank you for your concern." Because of Arthur's words, Gris' eyes flashed a light, and the smile on his face finally became less forced.

Arthur smiled and turned around to leave, but Gris said as if remembering something, "I heard that you rescued a female on the street."

"Does Mr. Gris have any questions about this?" Arthur stopped, turned his head and looked at Gris with an unchanged expression.

"Oh, no, I have no problem, your kindness is always obvious to all," Gris said with a sincere expression, "I mean, if the gentleman wants, you can let him come out to relax, if you are busy , I can be his guide, it's not good for a female to be bored in the house all the time."

After listening to Gris' explanation, Arthur smiled lightly, "Thank you for your enthusiasm. If I have time, I will take him out for a walk." While speaking, the saber-toothed tiger guard chief Krell had already walked to Arthur's side, "Master , the carriage is ready."

"Well, okay," Arthur nodded, and said to Gris, "I have to go and talk to the city lord, please do it yourself."

"Okay, be careful on the road." Gris also had a perfect smile on his face, nodded and watched Arthur leave.

Arthur, who left after speaking with the city lord Aubrey, sat in the carriage, thinking of Gris's hand holding the wine glass so hard, he smiled and shook his head.

After returning to his home, Arthur deliberately bypassed Kevin's room, saw that the lights in the room had been turned off, and asked Ogden about Kevin's meal tonight, then turned back to his room, before going to take a bath He took out the little white tiger in his sleeve and carefully placed it on the bedside cabinet.

On the other side, Heller, who had been busy with the family priests all day, was about to go to bed after taking a bath. He walked into the bedroom for a while, and Lawrence also walked in.

Bending down to pick up the teacup on the table, Heller, who was about to take a sip of tea, turned around and saw Lawrence, and couldn't hold back a mouthful of water, "My God, what's wrong with you, Lawrence?"

Startled by Heller's big reaction, Lawrence stared at Heller with wide eyes, "Honey, what's wrong with me?"

"You, you, you," Heller pointed at Lawrence, unable to finish his sentence, "what's wrong with your chest?"

"My chest?" Lawrence looked down at his swollen chest, reacted, and replied with a chuckle, "I heard that little guy said that they have women as a species, and there are two lumps of flesh on their chests." , I wanted to experience this feeling, so I stuffed two tangerines in," said Lawrence, lifting up the two tangerines in his clothes with both hands, tilting his head and frowning, " However, I think it's really inconvenient to have two extra pieces on my chest."

"Oh, that's enough, Lawrence, stop messing with such weird things, and go to bed." Seeing Lawrence happily playing with the two oranges hidden in his chest, Heller said with a headache.

"Okay, come." Lawrence felt bored after tossing for a while, so he took out the orange fruit, and obediently lay down on the bed with Heller to sleep.

After a while, rustling sounds came from the bed.

"Lawrence, I'm tired, go to sleep."

"Oh dear, you made me hurry to bed."

"Um... Lawrence don't touch there."

"Baby, is it okay to touch here?"

"Ah...Lawrence, take it easy."

"I'm not old, how can I be so light?"

There was a suspicious and sticky moan in the room, and then the silence was restored.

After a while, Lawrence's voice sounded in the room, "Honey."

"Huh?" Heller was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open after being tormented by Lawrence.

"Actually, if your breasts are as big as an orange fruit, I think it must feel good."

"……roll!"