Why is the waste prince like that?

Lancer fell asleep.

Abnormal sleep, confused mind and heavy body, as if struggling in a swamp but unable to be rescued.

He didn't know everything that happened last night, but there was no doubt that he was no longer in his small room, and his nostrils were filled with the smell of blankets, the smell of demolished industrial products mixed with the smell of sunbathing.

I don't know how long it took, the consciousness gradually cleared up, and the power gradually returned to the body. Lancer slowly opened his eyelids, looked at the eyes slowly and blankly, his weak arms tried to prop up the body, forming an uncomfortable position. Kneeling posture.

But at this moment, Lancer has no time to worry about posture. He looked around, and his goal was a living room with an unusual size even among nobles. The furniture and furniture seem to be a kind of exquisite and luxurious style that imitates the Western style of the earth. It should be a serious and elegant decoration, but there is a huge animal head hanging on the wall on the right. Judging from the length of the fangs and the appearance of the bones, it is absolutely valuable. , not to mention the two portraits of hounds that are randomly placed, with distinctive brushstrokes, it should be a painter whose works are resident in the auction house.

All of them show the later owner's preference for wildness.

It should sound messy and unseemly, but subject to a certain will of the ancient majesty of the building, these apparently late additions show potential as stylistic tweaks, adding to the old-fashioned solemnity of the existing owners. Lively.

It's either rich or expensive, it's obvious.

It is not difficult to guess that he was really thrown into the Prince's Mansion by his uncle. Except for the former Prince, who can hang the dangerous animals of the first class of the empire that live in the royal garden on the wall of their own house.

It's not unexpected, it can only be said that the uncle acted too fast, and didn't give him time to escape at all.

So the so-called fiancée investigation was just a cover, the matter was absolutely dangerous and the benefits were insufficient, which made the uncle rush to send him, a nephew who had no father and mother and had never left a name in the upper class.

He didn't worry much about his own life. The politics of the empire in the past 100 years was still considered clear. Even if the aristocratic status was removed, the preparatory student of the First Military Academy was not a status to be slaughtered.

Of course, as long as life is safe, torture and detention may not be the case.

Thinking about it this way, the elegant decoration looked particularly gloomy, and the newly replaced carpet under the feet seemed to contain a hint of horror.

Lancer thought for a while, but Lancer gave up.

There is no way to resist at all, not to mention that his hands and feet are limp at the moment, the Prince's Mansion is really a huge building, and he will be arrested after walking out of the gate about ten steps away.

The chaos of consciousness greatly increased his reaction time.

He knelt down on the carpet in a daze, raised his wrist after a while to try to activate the old brain, and then stared at the loading icon in a daze.

Until he smelled a trace of blood and heard a slight wind sound in his ears, his dull brain was stimulated, and his pupils shrank.

But it was too late, a fur-covered animal paw gently touched his shoulder.

It was as light as a feather, and almost didn't feel the slightest heaviness, but it paralyzed most of Lancer's body in an instant.

The beast claw didn't land, but retracted very quickly, and then the rare creature swung its body and jumped in front of him, allowing Lancer to see its whole picture.

It didn't look that hungry, and was still interested in teasing its own little toy, and suddenly moved its head to smell the smell of strange humans.

Should it be the human beings' inability to fight against the depression or the small animal's body stiffened and caught by the cold-blooded natural enemy, Lancer's brain has a good leisure time at this time, no longer guessing other things, and concentrates on enjoying every day when he still has a healthy body. one second.

What a very, very beautiful predator, and being so close, Lancer couldn't help admiring the white fur without mottled colors and the black animal pattern full of wild charm, the jewel-like blue eyes, long and With a slightly upturned majestic beard and perfect mouth cleft, with a symmetrical smile arc, if there is no blood on the side, he can definitely run for the post of ambassador of harmony between man and nature.

Appreciation is over, damn it.

Lancer closed his eyes peacefully. If he was lucky, he might only lose a leg or an arm or something.

It all depends on the big cat's mood.

Close your eyes to feel this careful sniffing more. The heavy beast's breath sprayed on his face, from the tip of his nose to his lips, from his ears to the side of his neck. Finally, something heavy knocked heavily on Lanser's shoulder. .

Judging from the quality and the area of ​​​​the hair tied to him, it should be the head.

It seems that they intend to bite off the neck first to kill, and wait until the prey has no power to fight back before eating.

That's right, quite a top predator style.

It's just that the movement is a little slow, rubbing back and forth on his neck, the hair swaying makes him itchy, the wet should be the thin blood, Lancer tried his best to endure, there is still hope in his heart, if the other party can Treat him like a boring toy and throw it away after a couple of fiddles, and everyone will be happy.

2 minutes passed, and the big head on the side of the neck was still rubbing back and forth, and the wet nose sniffed his skin occasionally, causing a shiver. It seemed to find it very interesting, and licked the skin with a small mouth.

Lancer's whole body trembled violently because of this lick. He couldn't continue to close his eyes and wait for death. His limbs regained some strength, and his brain finally stopped working so passively.

This is a well-fed and well-bred beast, it has a close relationship with humans, takes an interested attitude towards him, and is willing to make small feline jokes.

Felines are very proud and do whatever they want. Even kittens have this obvious characteristic. The weaker and fearful the other party is, the more interested they are and the more interested they are in playing with their prey. Instead, they told them to flick their tails and walk away mercilessly.

Maybe he can impersonate a guest who likes animals and can't hurt them temporarily, so as to make Baihu get bored and leave.

Humans are not as delicious as they think they are, not to mention that they are not hungry. As long as the other party reacts with slight discomfort but not disgust, there is still a high possibility of getting out of trouble.

He has never been in contact with other cats. Now that he thinks about it, the closest thing is his baby Fei Rui. If you recall carefully, there are many parts that Fei Rui enjoys more, probably because of the close relationship. Don't let him touch it, everything else is fine, especially like being scratched by the chin and rubbed hair.

It was the second time, and it licked lightly again, very measured, but the cool tip of its tongue still made Lancer's skin tremble.

Lancer's brain indulged by the anesthetic still encouraged him to raise his left hand, first he put his palm on the unmistakable hairy head, and slowly massaged the piece of fur attached to the bone with [-]% strength, the delicate and rough texture intertwined , very different from a fluffy kitten, but this big head fits perfectly in his whole hand, allowing him to use all his experience in massaging Ferri.

The more you knead, the more beautiful it is. From the head to the neck, gently press and rub the lonely two furry little round ears. The feeling is addictive. The blindly soft and fine hair does not make him want to keep masturbating. On the contrary, this kind of rebellious rough hair is more addictive.

This big hairy head became heavier and heavier as it was rubbed, and it was buried deeper and deeper into his neck, and it kept making that deep grunting sound. Lancer boldly squeezed the nape of his neck twice, and the white tiger was so limp. As if he wanted to lean against him, his tail dangled leisurely, as if he was masturbating a super-sized Fei Rui in a trance.

It's not a good experience to press three or four hundred kilograms of weight on his body, especially the physical enhancement he received is not very powerful.

But the psychological satisfaction is indescribable. The white tiger is warm and heavy, and the relaxed muscles are flexible and elastic. Slightly licking, it is not an exaggeration to say a word, and it is very satisfying to hold.

He is obviously a very polite gentleman, he can't just assume that someone's nose is still sweet pink just because he forgot to wipe his mouth clean after eating snacks.

Having an extra head on the shoulders is too much of a burden, Lancer tentatively put his hands on his neck, cupped the white tiger's cheeks and kneaded them.

The white tiger snorted, making his fingers shrink back in fright, but it lazily and skillfully raised its head, looked at him for a while with a helpless look like a cat owner, and licked his mouth. He clicked his chin, then rested his head on Lancer's thigh, and continued to enjoy the massage.

Lancer was surprised, Lancer was puzzled, and Lancer suddenly realized.

So well-trained, His Royal Highness is really good at taming animals, no matter what he does, he is very good.

Really worthy of His Royal Highness.

In the monitoring room, the silver-haired Mr. Butler, who is still tall and straight, took out a single-sided lens inlaid with metallic gemstones and pointed it at his right eye. He leaned in front of the virtual screen and observed carefully. Confused like a tide, he looked at this miracle of man and nature again and again, but he didn't feel that this was his own tiger, so he turned his eyes to the male and female servants in black and white uniforms around him. He asked with a firm tone, "Is there anything unusual about your Highness's itinerary today?"

The maid with long brown curly hair quickly stepped out, pulled out a schedule from her brain, and briefly reported: "Today, at [-]:[-] in the morning, Your Highness woke up and entered the animal park.

At 42:[-] p.m., a male deer was killed without food, left and arrived at the feeding point, drank one-third of the feeding amount of water, ate [-] kg of raw meat, and also ingested eight kada oranges and six Only Sole fruit.

At sixteen o'clock, His Highness was guided by Mr. Steward to the door of the reception room, and then, His Highness entered the reception room alone to meet Mr. Lancer.

Marifina finished her report. "

Mr. Butler was silent for a while, then turned his eyes to the screen uncertainly.

The gentle and handsome young man had already begun to scratch his chin for His Highness, and with the other hand he was still holding His Highness's big hairy paw wantonly, with a cat slave's pampering on his face.

He took a deep breath, called up a light screen from his brain, and simply canceled all the to-do items on it, then turned around, and announced to the twelve senior servants present at a fast speed: "Start assigning work now." .

Ezi, cancel the car reservation for tomorrow, no need to reveal the reason.

Elida, cancel the condemnation document, but keep the manuscript.

Mosona, cancel the original official document and keep the manuscript.

Pochi, cancel legal advice.

Narista, cancel the arrangement of Starnet Navy for the next week, and the money does not need to be refunded.

Rokuwa, cancel the original congressman's contact and make an appointment with Warren Nechen for me.

Casutti, collect all the information of Mr. Lancer, including traces of the Starnet and darknet.

Chiloris, tell the dressmaker, yes, I think it's Miss Manco.

Vimi, tell the girls to tidy up that room on the third floor, the aqua blue set, my girl, I know it's precious, but it'll be worth it.

Marifina, take out the blueprint, moisten your throat tonight, and you will have a show tomorrow.

Si Han, notify His Royal Highness's nurse and assign a new nurse with ten-year advanced nursing qualification to come over.By the way, has he passed the advanced pet care qualification test?

Finu, Mr. Lancer looks like someone who likes simple and simple tastes, remember to connect with Cassutti tonight and send it to me for review tomorrow morning.Promise me, don't exaggerate, okay?

Did I understand?Alright, let's get to work everyone. "

He clapped his hands, and the well-trained servants immediately dispersed and left the monitoring room one after another.

He turned his head and looked at the miracle of man and nature that shocked him, stared at the white tiger's eyes that were slightly enjoying it for a while, and there were genuine smile lines on his face.

"You cannot bring a lion to its knees by force, but by gentleness."