Why is the waste prince like that?

The young man in a white shirt hugged a mass of pale yellow fur, sitting cross-legged on the grass on the hillside, looking into the distance, unable to see his expression clearly.

Light green grass, a white shirt and his thick black hair dancing in the wind.

This is what Samir and his party saw when they arrived.

Nothing happened to him.

Samir knew that he should have countless questions at this moment, but he finally met the eyes of the young man on the hillside.

So far away, but he fully believed that the gaze was looking at him.

Because immediately the young man stood up, his sagging shirt was slightly shaken by the wind, and he looked thin and tall.

He seemed to be taken aback, but quickly opened his legs and walked towards him.

Maybe it was because of the downhill or other reasons, he walked faster and faster, even started to run gradually, his two long legs staggered and swayed, his hair was blown by the wind, revealing his clean and handsome face.

It was so stupid, but Samuel soon discovered to his amazement that he was not even a bit slower than him.

The last distance, who wants to take these five extra steps?

It was a take-off pose with the legs bent down slightly, and Samir reacted almost instantly, reaching out to catch it.

A young body with the same scent as his landed on his broad chest and was tightly embraced into his arms.

The way Samuel hugs is the same as the way he comforts people, always the same old way.

"You really...you scare people..."

The huge strength and deep burial that almost want to strangle people's waist.

But this time the latter was impossible.

Because from the gap between the chests of the two of them, a small claw of a brown glove was difficultly drilled out, and the pad of the flesh slapped on the jaw of a seriously dishonored crown prince, making a small slap.

"mum!"

A soft and warm little thing was separated between the two of them.

Samuel took a step back in disbelief, looking at the small mass separating the two chests.

The little buff-yellow thing with big triangular ears was staring at him unblinkingly with big topaz eyes.

Yes, stare at him.

"Fox...fox? You picked up a fox?"

But is it really a fox?The sides of the little thing were short and blunt.

By the way, this is not important, the most important thing is that they had a strange relationship a few hours ago, just like every pair of people who met for the second time, but now they hug each other tightly.

But he just remembered this, and leaned back reluctantly.

The young man who should have just narrowly escaped from death laughed at this time, but quickly recovered his composure, and pushed him beyond the norm.

"It's a cat, you should call it Meow God."

Samir had a strange look on his face. People in the empire were not allowed to believe in religion, but he didn't think the young man was saying anything serious.

"This is... its name?" Samuel stared at this kitten, which was not particularly cat-like. He actually felt that the other party's expression was very serious, which made him a little nervous for no reason. After carefully looking at the other party, he After being silent for a while, he tentatively cooperated, "Uh... hello, meow... Meow God?"

Then he saw the large and small moment in front of him break his skills, and he burst out laughing, the big eyes of the kitten laughed into a crooked line, and the soft little body writhed back and forth in the young man's arms.

"Sorry Your Highness...hahaha sorry..."

"Meow~meow~"

He instantly understood that he had been fooled, and was immediately angry and funny.

"You...you took my gun away, and then let me come to you, and you also hugged a little fox...you..."

"You little bastard, how worrying you are!"

Samir turned his head to see who spoke his mind.

It was Zalalu who finally caught up. He strode over and hugged the cat and the man together.

This time there was no vicious incident of a kitten hitting someone on the chin, and Mr. Zaralu's sideburns managed to get close to his ears.

Zalalu whispered in his ear and quickly said the words he had saved all the way: "Our people accidentally released a person they were imprisoned, Zirac Nubian, this is an accident, but he seems to have some plans, we Didn't realize his plan was for you, kid, I'm sorry."

Lancer patted him on the back lightly, but said nothing.

Then they let go of each other, and Zalaru was flattered to get a wet lick from the cat in Ranser's arms.

It also remembered him, Anthony's good friend.

Samuel stared silently.

It's really unfair.

So Lancer picked it up and officially introduced the beautiful kitten to them.

"Everyone, this is Fei Rui," he continued with a laugh, his eyes lingering for a while on a handsome face with a little shame, "You can also call it Meow Meow God."

Zalalu laughed cooperatively at this childlike innocence, unaware that there was a newly victimized crown prince who was secretly annoyed.

However, Zhalalu carefully stroked the top of the kitten's head, and said with regret: "It's a pity that this is a kitten from Nubian Manor."

Fei Rui's face collapsed, and she grabbed the big hand hanging on her forehead with one claw.

You are finished, God Meow is angry.

Samir was refreshed for a while, and took the initiative to answer the conversation: "It's okay to think about it as compensation. After all, it was the Nubian family who caused the riots, and the security was not timely in the later period. Besides, you didn't sign the agreement, yes Is it?"

Lancer nodded, but he quickly realized that he had a special status, and felt that Nubian would be suspicious for a while.

Alas, why is it here, he squeezed Fei Rui's soft cheeks, and murmured: "It's a bit troublesome."

Fei Rui looked up at him, and then at the blond-haired human.

Smart kittens will take the initiative to help stupid humans solve problems.

Lancer suddenly felt that the center of gravity in his arms had changed. He looked down and found that Fei Rui was in a hunting posture with her head lowered and her buttocks raised, writhing around and ready to move.

Eh?

"mum--"

Samir was staring at the troubled face of the young man in rapt attention, when a sudden beep sounded from near to far until it reached his ear, a light yellow ball of hair jumped out of the young man's arms and boldly came straight towards him.

He quickly grabbed it, and a warm, fluffy little thing landed in his arms.

It's meow...no, a little fox named Fei Rui.

At this time, it changed from its previous ruthlessness in the face of the prodigal son, and instead wrapped itself into the arms of the crown prince, acting like a rascal who did not intend to move.

When it comes to falling in love, then you are your own human being, and you should cherish the opportunity God Miaomiao gives you.

When Samuel was a child, he raised two loyal hounds, both of which were strong, beautiful dogs with graceful posture, but...

Nothing to recall.

But for some reason, this little fox gave him a very familiar feeling, which made him care a little bit involuntarily.

But the puppy will only put its paws on his knees, be content with a loving pat with its bright eyes and vigorously wagging tail, unlike the little thing in his arms who can be angry and act like a spoiled child.

Samir was a little at a loss, and couldn't help turning his gaze to the young man aside.

Lancer also froze, a familiar sense of shame welling up in his heart.

Deja Vu.

Samir was silent for a while, and tentatively asked the rogue little fox: "Fairy? Are you going to follow me?"

"Mioh~" rubbing his chest flatteringly.

Anyway, you two live together.

For the sake of a little fox caught in the zoo, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince reluctantly agreed with the sweating Aik.

In front of Samir, it is impossible to conduct too blatant investigation of other people.

He took care of the little fox all the way, so he took a special look at the young man's face, but as soon as the car drove out of the gate of Nubian, the little guy jumped back into the young man's arms without looking back.

Although he had no intention of seizing people's favor.

The atmosphere was a little tense for a moment, but fortunately His Royal Highness Samuer did not show obvious dissatisfaction with this, but seemed to think of something, and then pursed his lips into a smile with no clear meaning.

To be parted.

Samuel felt a little sorry.

But the identity is not suitable after all, and there is no good reason, so I can only watch the other party get into someone else's car.

They didn't even look back at him.

Heartless little fox.

The author says:

Fei Rui: Got it, I'm a little fox

Fei Rui: There can only be one cat at home