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

It was late at night, and the wind outside the hall was icy cold.

Shu Nuan was dressed thinly, and finally couldn't hold back a sneeze.

Not long after, the dark bedroom was lit up again, and the door of the hall opened.

Shu Nuan raised his head when he heard the voice, and saw Sheng Qianmo standing inside the door, looking down at her with the same indifferent gaze as before.

But for Sheng Qianmo, it was another feeling.

Except for the distressed look she had when she knelt in front of his horse and asked for help that day, he has been used to seeing this little thing's cute and sensible look these days.

But at this time, she knelt outside the hall all night, and when she raised her head, the hair hanging behind her was a little messed up by the wind.

The little girl's eyelids were ruddy. He knew that she was thin-skinned and couldn't withstand the cold wind for such a long time. At this moment, the eyelids had been blown red, and her eyes were watery and misty, reflecting the curls. The tear mole under the upturned eyelashes, especially the half-bited lips, looked so lovely.

Cheng Qianmo half-closed his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Shu Nuan pursed her small mouth and nodded.

"Get up."

With his permission, Shu Nuan bit her lip and stood up, but she knelt for too long, she was about to stand up now, her calf softened, and she almost knelt down again, but was stopped by Sheng Qianmo , hanging on his slender and powerful arms.

Sheng Qianmo frowned slightly, and just carried the little thing hanging on his arm in such a puzzled way.

Sheng Qianmo put the person on the couch, went to the inner hall to search for it, and finally found the ointment. When he walked back, he saw the little girl with her head lowered and tugging at her cuff, very uneasy.

Sheng Qianmo calmed down as much as possible, walked over, sat down on the couch, opened the lid of the ointment, and said lightly, "Come here."

Shu Nuan carefully moved to his side.

Cheng Qianmo frowned, and patted his thigh.

Shu Nuan was stunned for a moment, hesitating before he could figure out what to do, a certain prince impatiently reached out and pulled the man over to put him on his lap, with a low voice: "Sit down, don't move around."

In this sitting position, she was still sitting on Sheng Qianmo's lap, and Shu Nuan couldn't help but move around, but after a while she was gouged out by Sheng Qianmo's cold eyes, and Shu Nuan had to try to put her two legs together. With one hand hanging around his neck, he calmed down.

Shu Nuan was wearing a dress, and Sheng Qianmo lifted her skirt up, and she really saw that her two white and tender calves were rubbed red, especially the knees were red and swollen.

Cheng Qianmo frowned slightly, bent down slightly, held her slender calf, and applied cool ointment to her red and swollen area.

After all, he is a person who has been trained in the military camp since he was a child, and he doesn't have a concept of severity. Although he thinks that he has lightened his strength, the whole process of applying the medicine still makes Shu Nuan feel very painful, but he still bites his lips tightly. Say nothing.

After applying the medicine, Sheng Qianmo gently rubbed her calf again, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Shu Nuan shook her head, lowered her head against his chest and didn't dare to speak, but could hear the man's strong heartbeat clearly.

Sheng Qianmo's tone was reluctant to be more serious, and he gently rubbed her soft hair with the palm of his hand, "Are you hungry?"

Shu Nuan still shook his head.

Seeing that the little thing was so frightened, Cheng Qianmo didn't ask her any more questions, and put down her skirt.

He ordered the people below to bring in the dinner.