The Ultimate Cannon Fodder [Transmigration Book]

Against the background of black and gray, Qian Ya's whole body looks extraordinarily fair and clean.

Seriously bear the word "best".

This is why Chen changed the carpet to a dark color.

"It suits you very well." Chen stared at Qian Ya seriously for a while, and praised.

Qian Ya was praised by Chen, and two little red clouds appeared on his face in embarrassment.

"Master, do you want to kiss me?" Qian Ya's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he tilted his head to kiss Chen's hand.The long and narrow eyes looked at Chen charmingly, without blinking.

"Oh?" Chen was about to lift the little guy up from the ground, his eyes darkened.

His original intention was to see if the black-gray color and Qian Ya were compatible, and if they didn't match, he would change the color.

Because he planned to use Qian Ya as the master of the painting, he had already thought about the one hanging in the bedroom.

Just use Qian Ya who is sleeping on the carpet.

However, the little guy's words were much more interesting than his original thought.

"En." Qian Ya nodded, rubbing his face against Chen's fluffy tail that fell to his legs, his long eyelids drooped, and his expression of joy was particularly coquettish.

The tail is so soft~

rub it, rub it again~

"Hey, let's eat first..."

Before Chen could utter the word "rice", he was suddenly interrupted by a pain from his tail.

He looked down.

Qian Ya actually bit his tail...

When he was caught, he still held Chen's tail in his mouth and asked vaguely, "Master, what does the bottom of your tail smell like? It smells like a custard bag."

He had eaten white rice for many days, without salt, oil, vegetables, and taste. The sudden smell was really attractive.

"The smell from the tail glands." Chen lifted Qian Ya from the ground into his arms, saw that Qian Ya was still holding his tail in his mouth, and ordered, "Let go."

Qian Ya quickly opened his mouth, letting the tail fall from his mouth.

"Little slave," Chen wrapped Qian Ya in his arms, pinching his chin from behind, "Do you know what the symbol of authority and dignity of a half-orc is?"

Listening to Chen's deep and confusing voice, Qian Ya thought for a while, then nodded blankly.

he knows.

Damn, it's over...

"It comes from the animalized part of the half-orc, master." So the first time to anger the snake that tied him up, Qian Ya deliberately said that the half-orc snake scales were fake, and the effect was remarkable.

"In that case..." Chen picked up Qian Ya and led him to the dining table.

Qian Ya didn't know why, so he hugged Chen tightly and carefully observed Chen's expression: "Master, are you angry?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Chen's mouth, and he asked Qian Ya to sit on him, and said in a low voice, "How about eating the tail with the rice?"

Qian Ya reacted for a while, and when he felt the tail brushing around him, his eyes suddenly widened.

"No, no...Master..." Qian Ya immediately climbed off Chen's lap, but was pulled back easily by Chen.

"I was wrong, I won't bite next time... I dare not..." Qian Ya predicted what would happen next, and begged desperately for mercy.

"What did you just say, custard buns? Since you like it, why don't you eat more." Chen reached out to fetch a plate for Qian Ya, and took chopsticks in his left hand to pick up vegetables for Qian Ya.

After finishing speaking, Chen reached out and touched Qian Ya's abdomen: "Too thin."

"Green vegetables." Chen said and fed Qian Ya a mouthful. Although Qian Ya was confused, he opened his mouth honestly.

"Eggplant minced meat." Another bite.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs." Another bite.

"rice."

"Drink the soup."

"And..." Seeing that the little guy's mouth was full, Chen wagged his tail and smiled, "Your custard bun."

Qian Ya gripped the edge of the table violently, trembling all over.

Immediately afterwards, Qian Ya's begging for mercy came from the restaurant.

"Master... I was wrong... No... Master, I won't dare next time..."

After a meal, Qian Ya leaned against Chen's arms with red eyes.

There was a lot of food on the plate, although Qian Ya couldn't finish it, but under Chen's feeding, Qian Ya was forced to open his mouth countless times.

Chen probed Tan Qianya's abdomen again, yes, he looked full.

Then he picked him up with satisfaction and walked to the bathroom.

Qian Ya wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and leaned on Chen's shoulder without speaking.

He didn't speak when Chen helped him wash his body, and he didn't speak when he carried him naked back to the bedroom.

The little guy reacted abnormally...

Chen wrapped Qian Ya in his arms, touched his little bald head, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qian Ya clung to the bed in aggrieved manner, with his head lowered.

Chen raised his face, faced Shang Qianya's still rosy eyes, and said in a soft voice: "Is it because I didn't grasp it well and made you unhappy?"

Hearing this, Qian Ya's long eyelashes trembled, and he shook his head lightly: "No...Master..."

"Hey, I want to hear your thoughts." Chen hugged the little guy tightly and kissed him on the cheek.

"Master..." Qian Ya also hugged Chen's waist, his voice was full of tears, "I just feel...I...I..."

He "I" for a long time, but nothing "I" came out.

Chen was not in a hurry, he groped his smooth back with his hands, and coaxed, "What do you think?"

"I'm afraid..." Qian Ya burst into tears in Chen's gentle voice, "I only want the master..."

After listening to his words, Chen nodded earnestly, and wiped away the tears on his face: "I will not hurt you."

"Yeah." Qian Ya nodded while sobbing, slipped into Chen's arms, and found a comfortable position to lean on, "I trust the master."

Let's say he is thick-skinned, he is the one who blushes and shy at every turn.

Let's say he is thin-skinned, he was the one who came to Chen's side and begged for a hug.

Let's say he is bold, he can only adapt to Chen himself, but not to him.

Let's say he is timid, he was the one who jumped up and down on Chen's bottom line several times.

Chen lowered his head and stared at the person in his arms, his eyes were full of love.

After coaxing Qian Ya, he took Qian Ya to lie on the bed and talked about the business.

"Three days later, the orc wolf tribe I belong to will hold a welcome ceremony for the new nobleman in his hall, and you will be the only companion I will bring into the hall."

After hearing this, Qian Ya looked up at Chen curiously: "Master, do I need to prepare anything?"

"You need to learn some etiquette." Chen said, "Tomorrow I will teach you step by step, it won't be very complicated."

"Yes, Master." Qian Ya nodded.

Of course, what Chen was worried about was not Qian Ya's recklessness and offending others, after all, how many times he had allowed Qian Ya to run amok in front of him.No matter what trouble Qian Ya got into, he could settle it.

What he was worried about was whether the nobles would have other thoughts and destroy their peace after seeing Qian Ya's appearance.

Considering this, he was a little reluctant to take Qian Ya with him, and just wanted to hide Qian Ya.

But if you can hide for a while, you can't hide for too long, Qian Ya will show up in front of everyone one day.

Rather than hiding it, it is better to declare to others for the first time, that he is the only and absolutely unique master of Qianya.

"Your hair has grown a little bit, I will help you cut it again tomorrow." Chen kissed the top of Qian Ya's head, pricking his lips a little.

"Okay." Qian Ya smiled, "Master, you really don't plan to let me grow my hair? I want to make this thing grow long."

"No plan." Chen stared at Qian Ya's face and refused.

"why?"

"You don't look safe." Chen replied.

"Master, you are not safe. In terms of handsomeness, no one can compare to you." Qian Ya lay on Chen's chest, tracing Chen's outline with his fingertips, "Why don't you shave your head?"

"You don't have the ability to protect yourself." Chen grabbed Qian Ya's hand and put it to his lips to lick it wet, "But I can."

"Master, you have a bad habit. I haven't washed my hands." Qian Ya didn't pay attention to the previous topic, and focused on his own hands. The master licked him so itchy...

Chen: "..."

This habit is the nature of a wolf, and it is not something he can decide...

Qian Ya smiled deep into his brows and eyes: "Master, I like you so much."

Chen petted: "This is an obligation you must fulfill."

On the second day, although there was no scary and deafening wake-up alarm, Qian Ya and Chen woke up on time at five o'clock under the powerful biological clock.

Fortunately, the two of them had a good rest last night and were quite energetic.

After breakfast, Qian Ya was leaning on the sofa to digest, when suddenly a servant brought a painting set and put it in front of the sofa.

"This is?" Qian Ya asked.

"Master, this is what Master Chen needs." The servant replied respectfully.

"Oh." Qian Ya nodded, the master can still draw?

The master can do everything, he is too strong...

All-rounder, nice!

"Put things away and leave." Chen, who was walking towards Qianya, ordered to the servant.

"Yes, master." The servants bowed and left.

Qian Ya looked up at Chen.

Damn, I was instantly amazed!

Chen was wearing a black uniform made of natural pure wool.

The ears on the top of the head and the tail behind the back are sexy and elegant, and the majesty is hard to hide without speaking.

He had seen Su wearing the uniform and imagined Chen wearing the uniform, but he didn't expect that the real person was more handsome than he imagined.

"A few paintings are missing on the wall." A smile appeared on the corner of Chen's mouth, "Now, I need you as the master of my paintings."

"Ah?" Qian Ya was immersed in Chen's appearance, and he didn't come out all of a sudden. He was stunned for a while, and then asked in confusion again, "Huh?"

Chen habitually touched Qian Ya's head, and hugged Qian Ya on his lap: "Your saliva is going to flow on me."

Qian Ya smiled embarrassedly, and then picked up Chen's last sentence: "Master, are you going to draw me?"

Chen nodded.

"It's easy to handle. I've helped people shoot commercials before, and I know how to pose." Qian Ya said excitedly, "Do I have to change my clothes?"

He pointed to the bathrobe on his body, which was not very formal.

"No need." Chen smiled, he stretched out his hand to untie the tie of Qian Ya's bathrobe, and brushed his fingertips over Qian Ya's skin, "Sofa or carpet, which one do you want to draw first?"

After noticing the movements in Chen's hands, Qian Ya swallowed.

He thought of Chen letting him lie on the carpet yesterday and all the things that happened next, with mixed feelings in his heart, he simply replied firmly: "Sofa."

"Okay." Chen hugged Qian Ya horizontally, and put him on the single sofa.

Then Chen sat back in his seat, laid out the cardboard, opened the painting tools, and reminded: "Pose as you like."

"Are you focusing on my face or my body?" Qian Ya's eyes wandered back and forth between Chen and himself.

"Draw all."

"Oh~" Qian Ya understood, and then he sat down in front of the sofa again. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly raised his legs and put them on both sides of the armrest of the sofa, leaning his head on the back of the sofa, stretched out his hand and bit his index finger, " Master, is this pose okay?"

Chen raised his eyes from the paint, and frowned slightly when he saw the little guy's appearance.