Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Sheng Qianmo had nothing to hide: "Yes."

Hearing this, Cheng Zhiyu couldn't help but "tsk", "Yes, fourth brother!"

In fact, Cheng Zhiyu went to Sheng Palace with a playful heart to take a look, and didn't really think that Sheng Qianmo would put a female slave in his palace, but when he arrived at Sheng Palace, he was stunned .

From a distance, he saw a girl in a pink-green skirt squatting halfway among the flowers at the bottom of the stone steps, her hands were still in shackles, she was holding sand and planting things one after another, her tender and slender fingers falling On the soil, it always felt like getting her hands dirty.

The girl lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly, but she looked clean from the side, and the appearance of squatting on that kind of thing was very quiet and well-behaved. The setting sun shone through the gaps in the trees and cast bright broken shadows on her body, dyeing her black and soft hair with a touch of golden yellow, slightly eye-catching.

Such a scene naturally fell into Sheng Qianmo's eyes. He stood not far away, squinting slightly, watching Shu Nuan quietly.

Cheng Zhiyu was dumbfounded, startled and whispered: "Fourth brother, did you really bring people into your palace?"

Sheng Qianmo ignored him and walked over.

Shu Nuan soon heard footsteps, looked up and saw that Sheng Qianmo had come back, stood up quickly, patted his dirty hands, and saluted him: "My lord."

"What are you planting?" Cheng Qianmo's eyes fell on her lightly, but Shu Nuan lowered his head, and he frowned slightly, "Look up."

Shu Nuan then raised his head, looked at Sheng Qianmo and said, "Ruan Yinghua, I wonder if I can make a living..."

Cheng Qianmo's face turned cold when he heard her words, "Did I allow you to plant flowers here?"

Shu Nuan looked at him, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and knelt down in front of him with a thud, but before his knees touched the ground, he raised his hand to hold her slender waist, and then, Shu Nuan heard a voice coming from above his head. The man smiled lowly, "Scared?"

Shu Nuan tremblingly raised his head from his arms, his dark eyes still moving uncomfortably, at this moment Sheng Qianmo wiped off a bit of dust on the tip of her nose with his finger, let her go, and said lightly: "If you want to grow, you can plant it." Plant it."

Just as he was talking, Cheng Zhiyu behind him came over and called out, "Fourth brother, it's not good to bully a little girl in front of me, right?"

It was only then that Shu Nuan noticed the existence of Cheng Zhiyu, but he didn't know how to call him, so he subconsciously looked at the man beside him, and Cheng Qianmo said with a faint smile, "It's called Fifth Prince."

Shu Nuan nodded, and saluted Sheng Zhiyu, "I have met the Fifth Prince."

Hearing the little girl's soft voice, and her cute and petite appearance, Cheng Zhiyu seemed to understand why the fourth brother was interested in a little slave.

However, he still finds it unbelievable. Although this little girl looks quite lovely, as long as Cheng Qianmo asks, what kind of girl do you want? Is it worth touching a slave?

Taking advantage of entering the hall to discuss matters, Cheng Zhiyu sat down and couldn't help but "tsk", "Fourth brother, I thought you had been abstinent for so many years and didn't plan to have sex anymore. So you like this delicate type, do you want to?" Shall I find some more of these for you?"

From Cheng Zhiyu's point of view, girls from the North Country are better if they are of the same type, not to mention that the fourth brother seems to care a lot about this little slave girl, it's not as simple as ****.