Rhode Island Park Project

"Now that Miss Allarda is here, let's get ready for dinner."

"Sorry to have kept you waiting..."

Aledae watched W untie the ropes on his ankles and stand up from the suitcase. Although he had obviously adjusted his mood, a trace of complexity flashed across his face again.

Of course she recognized this suitcase. It was very strange to see Luo Hang pushing such an unusually mismatched suitcase before. Now it has only been a short time, and her memory is not so bad.

A dangerous Sarkaz mercenary came out of the box brought into the center of the Self-Defense Forces base. This is actually a very dangerous thing.

But it seemed that Aleda, who had just arrived, glanced at W's neck and then just looked at Luo Hang with her eyelids lowered.

“I need to apologize again for the disrespect in the previous meeting.

I have fully considered the severity and urgency of the situation and have decided, as you suggested, to immediately organize a self-rescue force to prepare for evacuation. However, regarding the Breath of Kings, as a small wish, I beg to be able to witness with you all the sight of Her Highness Alexandrina regaining the Sword of the Nation.

"oh--!"

Before Luo Hang could speak, cheers started from the side.

"Your Cumberland is pretty good!"

Indra was shaking his fists with joy, and even Morgan and Dagda beside him looked excited.

"It was the right choice, Aledae!"

Dagda said seriously.

Aledea gave a wry smile.

"I only hope you won't blame me for waiting until now to give the answer I deserve."

Seeing that Luo Hang seemed to be happily talking to Aledai, Amiya also quietly leaned towards W and whispered with a slight sigh:

"Miss W, did you mean to say that just now?"

"Ok?"

W looked at the little rabbit who seemed to have misunderstood something, then smiled and leaned close to the little rabbit's ear. While covering the corner of his mouth with his hand, he whispered:

"actually--

Am I really the doctor's dog?"

"..."

"Why?!!"

Chapter 212 Why is my cat kissing my neck?

After dinner, time quickly turned to night as everyone had their own affairs and moods.

"Do you need a separate room prepared for you?"

After finishing some trivial matters, he gently scratched the chin of Mandela, who had been following him, and asked with a low laugh.

"I...are you going to go find that Sarkaz?"

Mandela looked at him, her eyes revealing sad sadness and hesitation.

I was really stimulated...

He felt a little helpless.

Since dinner began, Mandela beside him was obviously more depressed than when she was first picked up.

"What if I say it's up to you to decide?"

He gently stroked the girl's cheek and asked softly.

Those golden eyes trembled slightly.

"Can I...can I come with you? Even if it's just for one night..."

Without the former rage and madness, Mandela in front of him seemed as timid and cautious as a child who had suffered repeated harsh punishments and was afraid of making mistakes again.

however,

"How daring...Mandela."

Luo Hang sighed softly, "As a pet, he actually dares to make demands on his master."

"I--"

Mandela's pupils dilated rapidly. Even just by looking at the empty eyes, he seemed to be able to feel the girl's blank mind.

"I...I just...I..."

She muttered to herself listlessly, but Luo Hang stared at the girl in front of him and spoke again calmly:

"Pets only need to obey their owners' decisions. Can you remember that, my little cat?"

"Yes... yes, I will remember it. I will definitely remember it."

Her eyes moved slightly, and Mandela, who had come to her senses, repeated it quickly, giving him a pleading look.

She now has only one master left, and she can no longer be abandoned.

If even Luo Hang didn't want her, she didn't know what meaning this world would have for her...

"Ah."

Luo Hang responded softly.

He lifted Mandela's chin slightly, lowered his head and gently kissed his kitten's soft lips, slightly raising the corners of his mouth.

"What an obedient kitten.

In that case, just stay in my arms tonight."

"Eh?"

Mandela was a little dazed.

"As my favorite kitten, you never have anywhere else to go."

The corners of Luo Hang's mouth rose again, and there was a hint of teasing in his tone.

But Mandela no longer noticed these things.

Or maybe she noticed it, but still couldn't control herself.

My favorite kitten...

She couldn't control her pounding heart or her joy.

From the most desperate anxiety to the excessive joy, the rapid and huge changes made her feel that her brain was about to become abnormal.

Facing a typical old scumbag, this situation is actually a state of being pua. Mandela may know it, or she may not know it, but she no longer cares.

None of this matters anymore.

“Please continue to tame me and turn me into a pet that thinks of nothing but its master.

I know I'm not smart enough, so I'll do whatever you tell me to do, and I'll bite whoever you tell me to bite, and never let me think about anything else.

If you don’t want me anymore, I will disappear completely.”

Crystal clear drops of water rolled down from the edges of her eyelids. Mandela just stared at him, saying words that were more devoting than the wedding vows.

His heart trembled slightly, but when it came to his hand, he raised his hand, bent his fingers, and mercilessly tapped Mandela's smooth forehead.

"Well!"

The kitten who was making a passionate confession immediately let out a cry of pain, but Luo Hang just laughed.

If this was a wedding vow, then he had already made his own response long ago—

"The only thing I promised was that I wouldn't let you get away again.

Even if I whip you, you have to come back obediently, do you understand?"

He said with a straight face.

"understood……"

Mandela responded with a grievance, then leaned towards him, and finally leaned into his arms.

Is that what I mean?

Luo Hang's expression almost couldn't be restrained.

They also said that you don’t have a smart head. It seems that your intelligence is not used in the right place... Well, it is also possible that you use it in the right place, as a pet.

Forget it.

He simply raised his hand and hugged the kitten's shoulders, whose head was leaning against his chest, breathing continuously and with its ears trembling, and continued walking towards his bedroom.

When I got to the door, I saw another person...another pet guarding the door.

"Oops~"

After seeing him, W, who was leaning against the door, immediately smiled beautifully and stood up straight, wagging her tail. "Would you like me to help you find a new pet, my dear master?"

Mandela, leaning in Luo Hang's arms, glanced at a certain dog sideways. This time, she simply didn't look up or speak, but just continued to stick to her master.

She is an obedient kitten. Her owner just said that everything will be decided by him, so she will be obedient.

"Your own bed, or the floor in my room. Your choice."

Luo Hang pushed open the door and walked into the room with Mandela in his arms.

"Okay~"

W also followed in with a smile.

Luo Hang's pets actually had some privileges. For example, they could run around the room as long as they didn't bother their owner, and when their owner was having sex with a woman, the pets weren't considered extra players.

Ignoring the dog that followed him in, Luo Hang turned on the light, casually glanced at the environment in the room, and walked towards the most conspicuous bed.

As a guest room in the Duke's Mansion, there is nothing impeccable about the decoration and space of this reception room.

After such a busy day and still suffering from the weakness buff that had not yet ended, he was indeed a little tired.

Luo Hang and W, who had been soaked in water before, both took a shower, but Mandela, who was wrapped in a lot of bandages, just wiped her body. But as long as she was careful enough, there would be no odor left.

With such an obedient kitten as a pillow, I should be able to have a good sleep today.

"Aha--"

He yawned slightly, and when he finished taking off his clothes and turned around, he saw the naked Mandela curled up on the soft big bed, looking at him eagerly.

Uh……

His expression suddenly became a little subtle.

I should be able to sleep well, right?

After all, there is a W guarding next to it.

He thought so doubtfully, and lay down on the bed, holding his kitten in his arms.

"W, turn off the lights."

The switch is right at the head of the bed, but since the dog has come in, it can at least be of some use.

"Hey, you're not really weak, are you?"

With a murmur, the light around them dimmed.

He exhaled slowly, hugged the kitten in his arms, and his body gradually relaxed.

"..."

Then, he opened his eyes and stared blankly at the dim walls of the room in the night.

why,

My cat is kissing my neck?