Dragon's pet cub

Tangtang blinked her eyes twice, then widened her eyes in surprise, and nodded her head vigorously.

"Yes! Yes!"

With that said, he enthusiastically dragged the man into the castle.

Such an unhesitating reaction, without any precautions, easily let strangers in.

The man couldn't help but paused, but still followed obediently.

All the way to the living room.

Tangtang stared at her butler with a curious face, and walked around him twice, as excited and happy as a child who got a new toy.

Originally, he was looking for the butler because he wanted to be as considerate and considerate as Hai Li's butler, but he didn't expect that the person who came to the door was so good-looking that Long liked it!I feel that even if he is a little less capable than Hai Li's housekeeper, he can accept it!

Tangtang looked and observed so earnestly, the man thought he was exploring whether he was competent.

So, the man lowered his eyes and smiled respectfully: "Why don't you test me first, little master, and then decide whether you want to keep me. Before I officially take office, I don't need wages."

Tangtang immediately grasped the point - it's free!

And who can refuse?

Anyway, the dragon cub can't.

He readily agreed: "Okay, okay~"

So, the young and handsome housekeeper started his probationary period, trying his best to serve the little master well and satisfy him.

Tangtang's stomach growled.

"Cuckoo-"

The butler narrowed his eyes slightly, and calmly said, "Let me cook breakfast for the young master first."

Tangtang looks forward to: "Mmmm~"

Although there are snacks in the small backpack, of course the dragon cub wants to eat a big meal, meat!

The butler walked into the kitchen, and there were quite a lot of ingredients in it, some of which were only available to the royal family and nobles, and they were extremely expensive.Moreover, they are all very fresh, as if they were just delivered.

The man stared at it for a while, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips, but the smile was not as deep as his eyes, and his eyes were full of indifference.

It seems that it is quite afraid of the child outside, just like a puppy wagging its tail.

He walked over with his expression unchanged, skillfully handling the fresh meat, raising and lowering the knife, so fast that only blurred afterimages could be seen, each piece of meat was uniform in thickness.Almost at the same time, he turned around again, started cooking the potatoes, peeled and sliced ​​them, and finished in the blink of an eye.The bottom of the pot has also been boiled, and the water inside is bubbling.

The ingredients are tilted, and all are poured into the pot, and the fragrance is overflowing.

Gluttonous cubs are attracted.

Tangtang was so hungry that she had a flat stomach and impatiently waited at the dining table. Da Da Da ran over, grabbed the door frame, and peeped in secretly.

The housekeeper didn't need to turn his head, he had already heard the sound of footsteps, and subconsciously slowed down his movements.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that little figure, staring eagerly, licking his lips greedily, as if he was really just an ordinary child who was too cute.

But he couldn't believe it.A human child can enter here and be safe and sound, even frightening the high-level monster disguised as a castle?

"Are you ready?" Tangtang swallowed and asked.

The butler turned his head and replied: "It's almost ready, please wait at the dining table, young master."

"That's good~" Tangtang replied, but she didn't leave. Instead, she walked in from the door without any scruples, walked to the butler, and then stopped.

The man tensed slightly, a little vigilant.

Tangtang just smiled cutely: "I forgot to ask, what's your name?"

"Field." The butler answered every question, with a submissive and impeccable tone.

Tangtang then repeated: "Field~"

"Yes, little master."

"Field~"

"What's your order, little master?"

"I want meat."

Tangtang grabbed Field's trouser leg and stared at the pot without blinking.

"I just

Take it out, little master. "

Tangtang wanted to beg for a piece of meat first, but was coaxed out by the housekeeper.

After a while, the long table was filled with a variety of delicacies.

Creamy clam chowder, steamed mussels in white wine, dry pan-fried cod, roast lamb, roast venison, stuffed chicken, rabbit stewed in red wine, etc.

Field leaned slightly, stood next to Tangtang to serve, and explained: "Because I don't know the little master's taste, I made a few more meat dishes. If you don't like it, you must tell me."

How could Tangtang not like it.

The lamb is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the fish is sweet and tender, and the chicken is salty and delicious.

Every dish hit Tangtang's taste buds with precision, and he ate it happily, shaking his head, and the little fat legs under the table were about to take off.

"I like them all!" Tangtang immersed herself in eating happily, her mouth was greasy.

Field said: "As long as the little master likes it."

Tangtang quickly ate half of a table full of food, and his appetite was surprisingly good, obviously not the amount of food a normal human child should have.Field was not shocked, but brought dessert again.

It is a very delicate sugar play, a gourmet sculpture made of cake, and a lifelike boat.

It is simply a work of art, which makes people reluctant to eat it.

When Tangtang was dropped with a fork, a piece of the bow was missing. The cake was soft and sweet, with a strong milky flavor.

Field also talked about some sweets he would make.

For example, the cherry heart, a small heart-shaped pie filled with cherry jam, is very popular among the nobles.

There are also caramel cream muffins, soft muffins, squeezed with lemon cream and honey, decorated with strawberry and mango, and arranged in a tower shape.

Tangtang was so hungry, if it wasn't for his little belly, he would have asked Field to do it now.

"Stop, stop, I can't talk anymore." Tangtang hurriedly called to stop, and said solemnly, "I will eat it next time."

"Okay, little master." Field replied obediently.

After a hearty breakfast, Field skillfully packed the tableware.In the kitchen, he summoned several skeletons, disguised as humans, dressed as servants.

When Tang Tang came to look for Field, she found that there were extra "people" in the castle.

The maid who cleans, the manservant who tidies up, the gardener who tends the garden.

Field didn't panic, and lowered his eyes to report: "The castle is very big. I couldn't take care of it by myself, so I hired some servants. Does the young master think it's okay?"

Tangtang also saw many servants at Haili's house before, and she didn't think there was any problem, so she nodded casually and talked about her own affairs.

"Field, I want you to do something very important for me."

The little face is sullen, very serious.

Field couldn't help being affected, his face changed, and countless bloody and cruel things flashed through his mind, poisoning, cursing, and killing people.

In the end, what Tangtang said seriously was—"Can you help me with my homework?"

Field: "..."

For a moment, he thought there was something wrong with his ears.

"……what?"

"Homework." Tangtang repeated, complaining bitterly, "It's only two days off, but there are so many homework, I can't finish it..."

He dug out one book after another from his backpack, pushed them all in front of Field, and asked expectantly, "The butler should help the master with anything, right?"

Field was silent for a second, nodded and agreed: "Yes."

Then, he really wrote the first-year homework, and he didn't forget to imitate Tangtang's handwriting, he was more careful than Akley, and Tangtang couldn't tell the difference.If he hadn't watched Field write it, when he woke up, he might have thought that he had written it while sleepwalking.

In the study, Field was wearing a tuxedo, lowering his head and earnestly helping the little master complete his homework.And beside him, Tangtang was playing with peace of mind.

He suddenly remembered something, put down the small

The yellow duck toy ran out.

Field stopped writing and looked up towards the door.

Not long after, Tangtang ran back again, still holding a bunch of things in her arms.

A strange dark aura rushed over.

Field held the quill pen tightly, his eyebrows and eyes were cold.

What is he going to do with a bunch of monsters?

Tangtang ran over and complained decisively to the butler, "Look, a thief came into my house last night and broke everything!"

Field froze.How could a thief get in.

The eyes fell on the monsters, and sure enough, all of them were damaged, but why does this look... like they caused each other to kill each other?

How did he do that?

Field looked at Tangtang in astonishment.Did you say that on purpose to test him?

"Okay, I will pay more attention and not let anyone in." Field nodded, and at the same time said, "Little master, can I see these things? I can try to fix them."

Tangtang didn't give up at all, and handed them all over readily.

Field's eyes flickered slightly, and he took it respectfully. As soon as he touched it, the monster trembled violently, resisted and struggled, and the black mist invaded, causing bursts of stinging pain.

Field's gloved fingers shriveled quickly. If there were no white gloves to block them, you would see that the slender hands had completely turned into pale bones.

He is not human at all, but an undead.

Field looked indifferent, and squeezed the ferocious dog ornament tightly, making a slight squeezing sound, and the crack continued to expand.

Tangtang heard the movement and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"I was thinking about how to answer this question," Field said.

When Tangtang heard that it was homework, she immediately lost her curiosity, and quickly lowered her head to play flying chess with herself, as if she didn't hear anything.

After finishing the homework, Tangtang stretched her waist, puffed her cheeks and said, "It's really hard work."

Field helped him pack up his homework, and said with a smile, "Little master, I wrote the homework, and you were just playing games by the side."

The implication is obvious, where did you work so hard?

Tangtang was blunt and strong: "I played very hard!"

Field: "..."

This, he has nothing to say.

After finishing his homework, Tangtang didn't want to stay in the study anymore, he wanted to go out to have fun and take a stroll in the garden.

Field naturally accompanied the master.

The courtyard presents a very magical scene. The flowers on the left are gorgeous and blooming, while the dead leaves on the right are withered and falling, completely opposite.

Tangtang didn't even think about it, and ran to the side of the dead tree, stopping Field who was going to follow to the other side.Everyone likes fresh vitality, not lifeless withering and decay.Just like humans are afraid of the undead, even if the undead were once human.

This kid is really weird.

Tangtang didn't know what he was thinking at all, and ran quickly under the tree with his short legs, jumping up and down excitedly.

The dry fallen leaves made a crisp sound of crackling.

Fun.

Tangtang smiled brightly, and waved his short hand at Field, telling him to come over and play together.

Field was not interested in such childish games, but the little master asked him, of course he obeyed.

Tangtang: "Hand, hand."

Field held out his hand.

Tangtang grabbed hold of it, stuffed the large fallen leaves into his palm, and held his fingers to let him close it. With a little force, the dead leaves shattered in the palm of his hand with a crackling sound.

Tangtang smiled with eyes wide open, "Isn't it fun?"

The indifference in Field's eyes froze, and after two seconds, he nodded.

Tangtang laughed contentedly, and squatted down to pick up the crunchy dead leaves to play with, but unexpectedly, when he reached out to touch them, the dead leaves moved, and spread their wings in surprise, the inside was very bright and beautiful.

Bright purple blue, flew up.

"what!"

Unprepared, Tangtang was taken aback and sat down on the ground.

Field couldn't help laughing, and when he realized it, he immediately pursed his lips and said in a cold voice, "This is a dead leaf butterfly, a rare and special species."

Tangtang was stunned, and looked up at the dead leaf butterfly flying to the branch, blending perfectly into the dead leaves, and couldn't tell which one it was.

"It's gone!" Tangtang yelled.

Field pointed, "It's not missing, it's there."

"Where is where?" Tangtang asked eagerly, subconsciously grabbed Field's pants, and tugged hard.If it was ordinary fabric, he might have accidentally torn it to pieces.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Field's eyes, and he regretted saying it.Tangtang is too short, so the angle is naturally invisible.

After a while, Tangtang also seemed to have discovered the problem.

He decisively opened his hands towards Field, and said in a childish voice, "Hug."

Field was stunned for a second, then obeyed: "Yes, little master."

With strong arms, it is easy to pick up the cub.

Tangtang happily looks for the withered leaf butterfly.

The sun was falling, and there was only the shadow of the cub on the ground.

Field doesn't seem to exist.

But Tangtang put her arms around his neck and really touched it.He exists.