"What are the instructions for the young master?"

Three joys bow their heads and say respectfully.

Wen Mingyu sat upright on the jade stool, with straight back and cold temperament, as if she was born with a royal noble. He said plainly: "It's nothing, I want to stay alone, and I'm not allowed to disturb you."

"Yes, young master."

Sanxi nodded and stepped down obediently, thinking that the young master would read and do his homework alone and quietly, but he could not have imagined that as soon as he left, Wen Mingyu drooped his shoulders, walked to the edge of the bed and fell backwards casually, with one leg hanging lazily on the ground, completely a dead salted fish, without any image, so lazy that he would not even flash the strange light in his eyes.

It depends on where you can go.

Wen Mingyu thought of this sentence and the tone of a certain dog who said this, and couldn't help but snort coldly.

Run, of course, how can you not run?

You said I couldn't escape, but I just wanted to run to you and show you not to anger you.

Wen Mingyu shook her legs rebelliously, completely different from the boy who was as sweet as honey in front of Mu Zhan, but it was a bit unruly.

He lay down for a while, thought of something, turned over and sat up, stepped on the bed with his left leg on the bed, and pinched the golden anklet without hesitation, unbuttoned the lock, took it off, and threw it aside willfully.

I also want to lock him up, what is the weird eighteen ban setting? It would be strange if I can be obedient.

Wen Mingyu stayed in the house alone and gave orders to the palace servants not to disturb them, just for...

With a bang.

The person lying on the bed disappeared out of thin air, and replaced by a slapped rabbit the size of a palm, soft, like a ball of snow-white marshmallow.

The marshmallow jumped off the bed lightly, and the little jiojio jumped, causing the rabbit ears hanging from its head to bounce.

He jumped onto the stool very skillfully, then jumped to the table, ran to the windowsill happily, and drew a beautiful arc in the air with a swish. The white dumpling fell silently, stepped on the ground, raised his chin, and glanced at the surroundings, like a beast patrolling the territory. But this beast was a bit too cute.

There are no people nearby, so he can relax without restraint.

The undulating rabbit plunged into the grass, rolled happily, stretched its muscles and bones, stretched its big and lazy waist, and then narrowed its eyes lazily, with its belly facing the sky, lying on the carpet made of grass, stomping on the grassy carpet, kicking its short legs.

This large piece of Timothy grass is all his! It’s so cool!

The sagging rabbit turned over, hugged a cluster of fresh grass with its claws, and started to chew. Its mouth moved very quickly. The long green grass swayed in the air with his eating movements, becoming shorter and shorter, disappearing into his mouth.

After eating a cluster, I immediately continued forward, like a rabbit-shaped lawn mower. Wherever I passed, I gnawed the grass apart, forming a strong contrast with the lush grass next to me. It was a bit pitiful and funny.

If Timothy grass could speak, it would definitely cry loudly, scolding the unscrupulous rabbit for being heartless and not understanding the bald man's sorrow.

Wen Mingyu was happy to chew, and was too addicted for a moment. After reacting, he looked at it. Oh, the grass was empty, which was very obvious. The palace servants would definitely find it. What should I do?

Well... this is a rabbit that stolen food. What does it have to do with him Wen Mingyu?

Wen Mingyu stretched out his claws and plucked the grass beside him into the open space. He pressed it twice, trying to cover up the fact that the grass was bald. Then, he jumped out with his short legs and ran to a more lush place on the other side, and continued to chew on the grass.

Because his body is too mini, he is nestled in the grass and his whole body can be blocked by the grass. Even if someone comes, he will not notice a furry sagging rabbit growing in the grass at a glance.

It was very relaxed to change back to its original form and felt good, but in order to avoid exposure, Wen Mingyu would not last long. After eating for a while, he was about to return the same way and put on his clothes and turn back into human identity.

But at this moment, unusual movements came from outside.

It is the sound of the palace servants saluting.

The tyrant is here!

Wen Mingyu was so scared that she froze and looked out through the gaps in the grass. Sure enough, a familiar figure flashed in the distance, coming here.

Wen Mingyu was in a hurry and jumped under the windowsill without caring about anything else. He rushed to the bottom of the windowsill. Jio kicked hard, and his front paws climbed onto the edge of the window. A snow-white ball of hair swayed left and right in the air. He kicked the wall with his short legs and climbed into the window and got into the house. His destination clearly hit the bed, turned back to human form, and put on his clothes quickly.

Because I was afraid of this situation before, in case of precautions, Wen Mingyu specially practiced the speed of wearing clothes, and usually chose easy clothes. Fortunately, he did not wear very complicated and complicated aristocratic lady's clothing, otherwise he would definitely not have time.

Wen Mingyu quickly put on her clothes and breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to pretend to be reading, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have forgotten something.

...Anklets!

Wen Mingyu turned around and immediately pulled on the bed, picked up the golden thin chain that had just been thrown by him, bent down and buckled it on his ankle. With a click, he stood up straight and Mu Zhan happened to walk in.

At first glance, the beautiful boy was sitting on the edge of the bed, his cheeks were light red, his clothes were slightly open, revealing his delicate collarbone, his light-colored robe was hanging, his clothes were covered with naked feet, and a thin chain was hanging on his ankles, which made him look slender and fragile, giving him an indescribable feeling.

Mu Zhan's eyes darkened and he slowly approached.

Wen Mingyu felt weak in her heart, and her toes were so nervous that she curled up slightly unconsciously.

Mu Zhan took a look and suddenly reached out to him. When Wen Mingyu was so panicked that he could hardly control his instinct to close his eyes, his hand gently brushed over his hair and then retracted it.

There is a small leaf between my fingers.

"What are you doing? You can still hide leaves in your hair."

Wen Mingyu's heart was relieved and immediately raised it again. He subconsciously looked out the window and said with a smile: "Maybe I just stood in the yard for a while and accidentally got involved."

Mu Zhan nodded lightly, holding the leaf in his hand, and playing with it casually. Wen Mingyu felt like she had become the leaf in Mu Zhan's hand, and her heart was rubbed and rolled up in an incredible way.

"It's quite obedient." Mu Zhan suddenly said this.

Wen Mingyu raised her head, looking a little confused.

Mu Zhan curled the corner of his lips, saying inexplicably: "Gu originally thought that you would secretly take off your anklet while you were away."

Wen Mingyu's heart skipped a beat, and she guessed it was so accurate that she seemed to be surveillance of him.

He came to his senses and shook his head immediately, "How could this be? This is the gift from His Majesty, how could I bear to take it down?"

As he said that, he subconsciously touched the chain on his ankle. Fortunately, he remembered it in time just now, otherwise he would not have known that the tyrant would be angry and do something terrible.

Mu Zhan stared at him for a while, reached out to put his hand on his head, touched it like a commendation, and said in a deep voice: "Be good."

Wen Mingyu: "..."

I'm not obedient, I just want to hit the dog.

He raised his head, looked innocent and innocent, his eyes curled into crescent moons, and asked with a smile: "Is there anything wrong with Your Majesty looking for me?"

Mu Zhan: "If I have nothing to do, I can't come?"

Wen Mingyu choked, "...Of course not, I am very happy to see me."

I was so happy that I was about to cry.

Mu Zhan looked at him with a smile, rolled up the leaves in his hand little by little, and with a little force, the leaves were instantly kneaded into pieces.

"Since that's the case, I'm much lonely."

Wen Mingyu put his hands together, tilted his head, and couldn't hide his excitement. He looked at him with bright eyes, "Really?! I'm very happy to see Your Majesty! But... will it affect Your Majesty's work? It's okay for me to be alone."

"Nothing happens."

"That's great! I will be careful not to disturb Your Majesty."

Wen Mingyu supported his hands on his side, his back slightly leaned back, bent into a beautiful curve, his calves hanging on the edge of the bed swayed back and forth, and the thin chains on his ankles also gently touched the skin, making a slight sound. He was expressing his joy all over his body, as if he was really happy to see the tyrant often, but after Mu Zhan entered the house, he didn't have much time to see Mu Zhan.

Mu Zhan looked silent for a while, then turned to look out the window, and suddenly said, "Why is there a piece of grass missing?"

Wen Mingyu stopped briskly with his feet, then looked at Mu Zhan's gaze, pretending to be surprised without knowing it, "It's really, so magical."

"How do the palace servants here do things?" Mu Zhan's voice was slightly cold, and he felt dissatisfied.

Wen Mingyu was afraid that others would be punished for her, so she said without thinking, "It's okay, it will grow again soon."

"They are not doing their job well, so you still plead for them and make excuses?"

"No, I just...I don't understand very much, why don't Your Majesty teach me?" Wen Mingyu tilted his head and looked at him straight, his eyes straight without shyness.

It seems that under the soft flowers, there are tiny thorns that are not exposed, but they will prick you inadvertently provocatively.

But Mu Zhan did not feel offended or angry, but was interested, as if he saw the little cat raised at home stretching out his claws and grabbed him mischievously, feeling a top-down indulgence and didn't care.

He reached out and lifted up the hair hanging down from Wen Mingyu's forehead, making his bright eyes completely reveal, and the raised eyebrows were a bit of arrogance of a young man.

"I want to teach you alone, what are you going to exchange for?"
Chapter completed!