Why is the waste prince like that?

Teacher Marlena—even in the face of eager expectations, Lancer couldn't call the so-called godmother for a while, and she began to teach him some extra things.

Even though she saw the child's concealment, she still couldn't press Ama's child step by step.

More attention should be paid to the interaction between teachers and students of the opposite sex. Fortunately, every time they meet, the husband of Teacher Malena is present.

Lancer held a stack of books and bid farewell to the two: "Goodbye, teacher, and goodbye, Mr. Zalalu."

Only a couple was left in the office looking at his back.

Marlena lowered her eyes: "It's very cute, he is really similar to Ama, and his unyielding momentum is exactly the same as Anthony."

Her husband, Mr. Zaralu, who had just retired from the battlefield, gently stroked a hideous horizontal scar on his right arm, showing a faint smile with a trace of blood: "Mara, I sent oath."

"This child has walked in, and some people don't even think about escaping."

Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has recovered and returned to the political center, it can be said that he has become more active. He has attended events, condolences to veterans, and visited military academies. All of this is done by him, and he is not as impetuous as His Royal Highness and Second Highness. , it was only because he had both good looks and noble virtues, and was a veritable battle hero, that he went to the battlefield all the year round to give the First and Second Highnesses the opportunity to take advantage of it.

But now that he is young and powerful, and has many supporters, when he returns to Emperor Star, he instantly reveals the original form of the two highnesses who were able to hide their shame from the rear.

Samir was busy gathering power during the day, and once things were on the right track, even someone as energetic and efficient as him would inevitably be busy all the time.

Fortunately, although Ye Ye's mental body is willful, with the company of young people, it is not a big trouble.

Like say tonight.

The young man sat on the bed, his surprised eyes clearly reflected his well-dressed appearance.

Gray-blue military uniform, shiny metal badge on the chest, well-groomed shiny blond hair, one noble knee on the ground, one arm resting on the opponent's leg, his handsome face is raised, his eyes are nostalgic and longing , Plump lips parted slightly.

His military uniform was cold, icy and snowy, but his face was gentle and sweet, and his sharp eyebrows and eyes drooped gently.

"orchid…"

Lancer carefully pushed back a strand of hair covering his eyes, held his cheeks, and praised him with a smile: "Oh, we are very handsome today, our Sammy."

In fact, this body should belong to him.

Eccentric dude totally obsessed with cats.

But a cat has no sense of shame, it just nods its head in a serious manner, proudly showing its shiny appearance to humans.

In fact, the human appearance is far less attractive to Lancer than it was when it was a big cat. Sammy is not satisfied.

In the past, it was beautiful and fur, with pads and a tail. Human beings were fascinated by it. Just lying on the ground without moving could attract humans who came to pet the cat.

What now?

She has a strange smell and is tightly dressed, and humans only touch her face and hair.

The human body is just useless, not as charming and cute as a cat.

When Samir heard this, he was furious. Could it be that the value of its life was only to be favored by Lanser?

They have gradually been able to communicate with each other, but the communication with their own spiritual body is basically the same as chicken and duck. He is often stunned by the shameless big cat.

Yes, Sammy is confident.

You don't know what it's like to be loved, do you?

Is it wholehearted, passionate and encouraging love?

Love without impurities, as long as you are happy?

Have you been kissed on the forehead by lips that are as soft as human flower petals, and then you say be good, be good?

Do you know why he kissed me?

Because I was paralyzed there and didn't move, he rubbed my fur belly a few times.

I didn't do anything, he took the initiative to rub my hairy belly to serve me, and even praised me for being so obedient and beautiful after the massage.

Can the human body do it?

Samuel was silent.

The face of His Royal Highness is not uncommon because he has seen too much. Lancer has been able to completely distinguish his own Sami from the noble prince in the light screen. After all, the clothes and temperament are very different.

But today, for some reason, Sammy arrived boldly, wearing a long cloak over his daytime military uniform.

The moment it unbuttoned the cloak, Lanser instantly felt the excitement rushing straight to the top of his head.

It was horrible, but fortunately the noble and indifferent Chu Jun rushed forward in the next second, insisting on kneeling down on one knee to touch his well-groomed hair.

Sammy didn't look good for a few minutes before he started sneezing from the smell of shampoo in his hair.

Lancer had to take it to wash his hair.

Compared with the horrible experience of being a cat and getting wet all over your hair, it is much better to just wash your hair and massage with warm fingers from humans.

After washing his hair, Lancer laid out a dry towel, rested Sammy's head on his lap, and dried his hair with a low-noise handheld hair dryer.

Really beautiful, flowing golden half-length curly hair.

The whistling warm wind, and the gentle fingers of human beings.

So comfortable.

So much more comfortable than pet care dryers.

Without moving his head, Sammy kicked his calves happily.

And Samir didn't have the time to laugh at its childishness.

He is busy going around every day, and before going to bed is his rare time to rest alone.

The most comfortable rest time of the day.

But it can't compare to the young, tender and loving touch and care.

His silent reassurance and warm embrace.

Warm yellow lights and soft eyes.

So it turns out that wine is used to numb loneliness, and to numb loneliness, you can barely fall asleep.

So it turns out, cats have been living this life.

Samuel nearly drowned in it.

No need to wake up with bloody dreams, no need to face false faces, no need to rack your brains for intrigue.

You don't have to be great.

Just lie in his arms obediently.

will be loved.

This feeling has never been felt since the queen mother left.

But it's not exactly the same, apart from the sense of stability and satisfaction, there is also a trace of strangeness.

He dried his hair, and stared at him blankly.

In any case, it was difficult to relate this appearance to the arrogant and reserved crown prince.

Lancer kissed its forehead lightly, causing the kitten to blink its eyes as if it had just woken up from a dream.

"I still have something to do. Can you play Scrabble for a while?"

Sammy couldn't sit still, so Lancer had to buy a big wool rug and let him have fun on it.

Of course that's not good.

It didn't say anything, and when the human sat on the chair and opened the book, it quietly approached while spelling.

Finally, he managed to get close to the human leg, and put his head on the human leg to spell words.

Occasionally get a few words of praise.

Gradually, I became sleepy and took a nap on my lap.

What can Samir do, no matter how ashamed and angry he is, whether he tries to calm himself down, he is not the one who controls his body now, he can't resist and can only enjoy.

It's just drowsy with the stupid cat.

At this time, there was a sound of ID card opening the door outside.

"Lan, are you there?"

Sammy was still in a daze, but Lancer and Samir were startled.

"It's my roommate." Lancer didn't know who he was explaining to. He immediately stood up, trying to find a suitable place to house his special kitten.

The bathroom is very suitable, but it is too small, and you can see everything when you open the door. He doesn't know if Sami is obedient enough, and he doesn't know how long Mengluo will stay.

Under the bed?Impossible, too dirty.

It seems that due to his simple life, there is no good place in the dormitory.

Between the light and the flint, it is actually a matter of more than ten seconds.

Finally he stuffed Sammy into his half-empty closet.

The big cat was pushed into the closet in a daze, lying on a stack of thick winter clothes and watching the human beings close the closet door.

"Sami, someone is here, don't talk or come out later, okay?"

What are you doing out here, this closet is full of human smells, Sammy happily rolled up the clothes under his body, yawned and fell asleep.

It's useless for Samuel to worry about anything. Samuel sleeps so well that he won't wake him up at all.

I can only hide in the dark closet like a third party who has an affair, silently listening to the voices outside and trembling with fear.

Meng Luo is here to get winter clothes, and by the way, he asked Lancer for a strategy. His social accounts are all tied to his girlfriend, and he can only use primitive means to surprise him sneakily. Focus on the above, and carefully talk about the two routes.

"The Rose Ferry has changed its timetable in winter. It no longer follows the Starnet strategy. You have to be half an hour earlier to catch up..."

Meng Luo was distracted for a while, after all, anyone who saw an unknown children's toy in the room of a good friend who was single would feel curious.

"Uh... buddy, I didn't expect you to like to play this?"

Lancer took the blame without changing his face: "I have read too many books recently, and I feel that some words are getting more and more unfamiliar the more I look at them, I need to find out how to spell them."

Meng Luo: ...

Well, the world of top academics.

He could only say: "Well, I thought you had someone living here. If you really find someone, you're welcome. I'll empty the closet right away."

Lan Se was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly he didn't want to highlight him: "You think too much."

"But when it comes to falling in love, don't you nobles have something...just...have you heard about the young master of the combat department?"

Lancer was very interested when he heard the nobleman: "No, what's the matter?"

Relationships are all based on gossip, and Meng Luo suddenly got excited: "It's just that Qitanabos, who has white hair and is said to be some kind of young master. He has a girlfriend and is short. She can take care of people, she seems to be a childhood sweetheart, I heard that she is the daughter of their servant, but a few days ago, I was waiting for Meila to finish class, and when I passed by the empty classroom, I happened to see them break up..."

He learned a passage with great interest: "...Young master...Young master just throw me away..."

Lancer frowned. Childhood sweethearts are not used in this way. Most of them are raised by child brides. At best, they are girlfriends.

A glamorous and top-notch family like Nabos is disgustingly rotten inside.

"Forget about that, have you figured out where to hide the ring? Lemongrass tart or chocolate brownie?"

Sure enough, Meng Luo's attention was immediately diverted: "I don't think Meera will like it, so can you stuff it into the steak."

"Do you want Meera-senpai to cut out her ring with a table knife?"

Lancer didn't understand why such a thing had to be entangled, but he didn't like to sing a naysayer, he just looked at the wardrobe with a little anxiety, hoping that Meng Luo would leave quickly.

"Lan, you're right, but you won't understand me. I want Meera to get my love from the things I like."

It was hopeless, but then he changed the subject: "Talk about your ring...hehe, who did you give it to?"

"I saw it, and I was fascinated."

What fascination?

Meng Luo didn't notice his stunned expression, but continued to guess to himself: "It must be given to the person I like. Beauty, I am fascinated by you. Brother, you are so affectionate, although this sentence is numbered First, but you are the first person I have ever seen to print such a thing so boldly, you are bound to get it, so confident, she must really like you too."

ha?

He didn't know the string of words at all, he thought it was some relatively simple blessings.

But Sammy didn't know him anyway.

Speaking of which, he was indeed fascinated by the cat beauty in the closet.

So he burst out laughing, and then said: "Indeed, it also likes me very much."

Samir hid in the closet and heard every word perfectly.

Although he himself had some speculations, being admitted by the other party made him feel strongly incredible and shocked.

His heart was beating like a drum, his mind was numb from the shock, his soul was floating as if floating into the sky, and his whole body was burning as if he had fallen into boiling water.

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No Responsibility Small Theater

Sammy: Three sentences, let my wife praise me eighteen times

Sammy: Hello everyone, I am Mr. Sammy who is very good at getting my wife to spend money for me.

Sammy: Tonight I'm going to meet my wife in my uniform and let her pat my hair

Sammy: He's just an unexpected ecstasy

Sammy: I don’t have to do anything next, my wife still brags about my cuteness

Sammy: When I got home, I found out that he bought me a lot of toys

Sammy: Cats can be coquettish, but wives can wander

Samuel: Heartbeat