[Quick Wear] The villain always salivates at me

As the emperor, Auston's bedroom was much larger than that of ordinary people.

The floor of the bedroom is covered with brightly colored carpets woven with gold threads. The big bed he sleeps on takes up a quarter of the bedroom. The crimson sheets are edged with golden tassels, and the tassels do not hang down on the floor. Instead, it was suspended in mid-air, and its tail swayed slightly with the breeze.

Red and gold are intertwined, and the hanging bed curtains are even inlaid with gemstones, which looks extravagant and luxurious.

But it happened that Oston's room and furniture were so big that Ruan Tang couldn't climb up even after exhausting his breastfeeding strength, but he was exhausted and out of breath.

He sat on the ground with little strength, aggrieved.

After resting enough, Ruan Tang stood up again supporting his body. He looked left and right around the bed, and finally found a tassel at the head of the bed that was slightly shorter than other places.

Ruan Tang's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Tassel tightly and climbed up on his short legs. His body was very light, so he easily grabbed the bed curtains hanging around, and then dragged the bed curtains to reach the bed. .

As the trainer said, this body is not very healthy, so Ruan Tang felt a little weak and his arms were sore when he climbed halfway. As a last resort, he took a small piece of physical milk tablet produced by the system. It was safe to climb into bed.

Ruan Tang stood on Oston's bed. The bed was too soft, and he was too light, so that he staggered when he walked, and he was a little unstable. He looked like a newborn little penguin.

Before taking a few steps, he tripped over the folds of his head and fell headlong on the bed.

Ruan Tang's heart tightened, and he raised his head nervously to look at Auston, seeing that he was still in a deep sleep with his eyes closed and there was no sign of waking up, he couldn't help exhaling.

After the tension subsided, he touched the tip of his nose that was a little red from the bump, stomped on the wrinkle a few times angrily, and finally evened that place out.

Ruan Tang walked to Auston's side, thinking about where he slept.

Had Alston slept next to him, his life might have been a little in danger.

Ruan Tang looked left and right, and decided to sleep next to Alston's pillow. The pillow cover on the pillow was long enough to cover his belly as a quilt.

Auston closed his eyes and turned sideways towards Ruan Tang, his brows were slightly frowned, and his thin lips were pursed a little, as if he had dreamed of something bad in his sleep.

Ruan Tang tilted his head, and finally stood beside Auston's long hair, stretched out his small hand to caress Auston's brow, and tentatively released a little of his mental power to comfort Auston, He coaxed Auston softly, "Good night, Your Majesty."

"Have a nice dream."

Oston's restless and uncomfortable emotions in his sleep were soothed by this gentle spiritual force, his frowning brows were slightly relaxed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The spiritual power of the Rosset people is gentle and healing, which is equivalent to a good medicine for the "cursed" Kerna people. Even if there is no spiritual link, the Kerner people have come into contact with Rosette to varying degrees. Special people's mental strength, physical and emotional will also be much better.

Although the Rosettes in the training center have genetic defects, they will also release their spiritual power to varying degrees in the process of interacting with the Kerna people.

This release of mental power is inadvertent, passive, and only released to people with good intentions.

These things are all recorded in the small booklet sent to Oston by the trainer, but Oston has not seen it yet.

Seeing that Auston felt better, Ruan Tang slowly regained his mental strength, and then walked to the side of the pillow. He lay down next to the pillow, and lifted a small corner of the pillow cover to cover himself.

He had encountered too many things today, and he was tired now, so he fell asleep after a while.

The night passed, and the sunlight outside was projected onto the carpet along the glass windows. The sunlight was warm, with a little scent of flowers and the fragrance of the breeze.

The door of the bedroom was knocked lightly twice by the manager, and the manager's respectful voice came over, "Your Majesty, it's time to get up."

"Today you still have a table of government affairs that have not been dealt with yet."

Oston's silver eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his eyelids after a while. At this moment, his face was still somewhat confused and unconscious, and he looked a little less cold and indifferent than usual .

At this moment, he responded hoarsely. After rolling his Adam's apple for a while, he rubbed the broken hair on his forehead and straightened up slightly. At this moment, he saw that something seemed to move beside his pillow.

Alston immediately sobered up.

He pressed the center of his eyebrows, frowned and tore off the pillow cover, and saw a small head protruding from the side of the pillow. After one night, the little pocket man's hair was in a mess, and there were even disobedient hairs on it. tilted.

The little pocket man fumbled around with his eyes closed. He couldn't touch the pillow cover for a long time, and then he opened his eyes in a daze. He sat up and looked at Auston as if he still couldn't tell what time it was.

He tilted his head, yawned, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked very cute.

Alston poked Ruan Tang's cheek lightly with his finger, his eyes were deep, "When did you come to my bed?"

Ruan Tang hugged the finger and rubbed it with her soft cheeks a few times, as if she was being coquettish, unwilling to get up.

Auston had no choice but to hold him in his palm, got up, and put him on the scarf he prepared for him yesterday.

The little pocket man hummed softly a few times before falling asleep.

Only then did Oston see the little black ash on his feet, which was probably accidentally stained when he walked to the ground.

"How did you get on my bed?"

Auston was a little puzzled. He changed a set of clothes and found a cotton swab again. After dipping some water on the cotton swab, he wiped off all the black dust on the little minifigure's feet little by little.

Ruan Tang, on the other hand, kicked his feet non-stop and dodged indiscriminately, but his eyes were still closed, complaining about his dissatisfaction.

When the steward came in, he saw that His Majesty was scratching the soles of the little pocket man's feet with a cotton swab. The little pocket man shrunk himself into a small ball, trying to wrap his body, as if trying to hide his feet.

In the end, he was still secretly scratched by the evil Majesty.

"Ahem," the manager coughed lightly, "Your Majesty, it's time for you to have breakfast."

Auston immediately withdrew his hands, sat upright, and looked a little serious. He looked at the manager and explained, "I'm just wiping the dust off the little pocket man's feet."

Although he did play around later.

The main reason is that the little pocket man is too cute, and it's no wonder he.

The manager smiled kindly, but there was still a hint of subtlety in his eyes, "I see, Your Majesty."

Auston felt a little uncomfortable under the manager's gaze, he threw away the cotton swab and straightened his shirt, "When the maids come in to clean the room later, remember to ask them to take it easy so as not to wake up the little Pocket Man. "

"Also, give me a copy of the surveillance in my room last night."

The manager was startled, "Your Majesty, could something have happened last night?"

Auston shook his head, "It's nothing serious, the little pocket man probably didn't adapt well to the new environment, so he ran to my bed and slept next to me in the middle of the night."

"Too clingy."

Although he said so, his eyes were faintly bright.

Apparently, His Majesty began to misunderstand again.

The steward smiled slightly, "I heard that many pocket people are always a little bit repulsive when they enter a new environment, but I have never seen a pocket man who is so dependent on the caretaker, probably because he really treats you, Your Majesty. I like it very much."

Sure enough, after hearing these words, the corners of Orston's lips curved upwards.

There was no other reason why he wanted this monitoring, he just wanted to see how the little pocket man ran from the sofa to his bed, after all, there was a huge distance between them.

In addition, the trainer didn't say whether the little pocket man can exercise vigorously, and it would be bad if the strenuous exercise caused discomfort to the body.

After all, he still remembered that the trainer said that the little pocket man had been sick before, so his body was not very healthy.

"Okay, let's go down."

Auston lowered his voice, and walked out with the butler.

Not long after, the maid came in to clean up. After cleaning, only one maid was left to guard here, waiting for Ruan Tang to wake up and take him down.

After finishing his breakfast, Oston carefully read the brochure sent by the previous breeder, and then told the manager to let the kitchen prepare something convenient for the little pocket man.

"Remember to cut things into small pieces, otherwise he will be covered all over again."

When Auston said this, his tone was a little helpless.

The manager responded with a smile, as if he had thought of something, he said, "By the way, Your Majesty, all the things you bought on the Star Online yesterday have arrived."

Alston responded, "Have someone unpack the daily necessities and send them to the little pocket man."

The manager agreed.

It didn't take long for Ruan Tang to wake up. Without Auston's breath, he always felt that he could not sleep well.

He rubbed his eyes and sat halfway on the soft fox fur mattress. His eyes were wet and he looked a little dazed. It just so happened that the person ordered by the manager delivered the daily necessities.

After Ruan Tang finished brushing his teeth with a small toothbrush, he washed his face with a very small towel, and even brushed off the disobedient hair.

He was refreshed and carried downstairs by the maid to the restaurant.

Alston was leaning on the chair at this time, and seemed to be browsing the contents of the star network. His eyes were half-closed, and the ice-blue eyes were somewhat sharp and cold, as if the sun could not warm him up.

After seeing Ruan Tang coming, Auston turned off his optical brain, twitched his lips, and waved to him, "Good morning."

Ruan Tang bent his eyes and smiled at Auston.

He was put on the table, and the maid brought in front of him the small plate prepared for Ruan Tang by the kitchen, with some fruits, bread and half a glass of milk on it.

However, the cup containing the milk is also small and specially made.

Ruan Tang sat obediently on the table, called "Your Majesty" softly, and then slowly drank milk from the cup.

He heard the maid call several times along the way, and now he can master the pronunciation proficiently, although the call is still a bit vague.

His cheeks were bulging, and a milk mustache was stuck around his lips. When he saw Auston looking at him, he lowered his head in embarrassment and shook his toes slightly.

Auston raised his eyebrows slightly, and wanted to say something, but the steward suddenly smiled and suggested, "Your Majesty, do you want to give the little pocket man a name?"