I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 1350 Want to Eat Fairy Meat

Murong Che was very satisfied with her little wild cat-like side.

He walked around Ruoge, put his chin on her jade shoulder intimately, and gently blew hot air into her ear: "What's the matter? You're still playing with my lord, huh?"

"How dare Ruoge." A trace of awkwardness flashed across her misty eyes.

What she used to say was "Ruoge dare not", but now it turned into "Ruoge dare not".

The difference between '不' and 'Qi' is not just a simple word difference, but the difference has such a deep meaning.

"It's a playful temper." Ruoge's temperament has always been cold, and today he brought up the matter of freedom. Although it is not as obvious as Yushu's playful play of temper, Murong Che can also feel the slight difference.

Murong Che let go of her, grasped her jade shoulders, and the bewitching Danfeng looked at her with burning eyes: "Ruoge, is this lord such an unreasonable person? If you want to be free, this lord will give it to you." Freedom, but..."

He paused, and looked at her faintly: "Don't contact that young master of the night palace."

Ruoge was stunned, and there was no extra expression on his face: "Mr. Murong, please rest assured, Ruoge knows it well."

"En." Murong Che pinched her little face in satisfaction: "However, my lord is going to make a condition now."

"What conditions?" Ruoge asked.

Murong Che let go of her, and wandered around the huge room with strides like wild cranes: "You are not allowed to call my lord Mr. Murong any more."

"What's that called? Murong Jinzhu?" Ruoge's lips curled into a hint of sarcasm.

If it wasn't for the mission Ming Yanye entrusted to her, she wouldn't have killed the woman sitting on Murong Che's couch.

"Earth." Murong Che frowned in displeasure, and directly refuted her address: "Just call me by my lord's name, my lord's name is so nice, why don't you save it for the New Year?"

He not only trained her but also raised his name.

I think Murong Che is the only one in the world who is so narcissistic.

"Call out, my lord, listen." Murong Che looked at her with great interest.

"Murong Che." Ruo Ge is not hypocritical, he is conceited, he is willing to listen, so she called.

"It's more or less the same." Murong Che hooked his lips in satisfaction, and pressed her soft lips with his rough fingertips: "I didn't expect my lord's name to come out of your small mouth so nicely."

Ruoge pursed his lips, and those soft and tender lips just pressed his fingertips. Ruoge obviously felt that Murong Che's breathing became heavier, and his eyes became deeper. She knew that 'danger' was coming, Turn your head away: "Ruoge is going to clean up, the stove hasn't been fired yet, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

He adjusted his heavy breathing, glanced at Ruoge, with an unruly smile on his lips: "Meat, my lord wants to eat meat."

The word 'meat' has a deep meaning, Ruoge let out a sigh of relief: "What kind of meat do you want to eat? Fish or chicken?"

"My lord wants to eat..." Murong Che, who didn't follow the routine, rushed to Ruoge, looked at her ambiguously, and sniffed her face: "My lord wants to eat fairy meat. "

"Eating in a dream is more realistic." Ruoge ignored him and walked straight to the kitchen outside.

Looking at the orderly courtyard, the fresh and pleasant environment, and the sense of home, she felt filled with emotion. Looking back, Murong Che was facing Fushun, who was taking out the clothes from the bag with his back, Seems like it's going to hang up.

The corners of her lips were slightly raised, with a taste of home.

(End of this chapter)