Zhou Wudi slept very heavily last night until Bishui approached his willow basket and was about to reach out and pull his cotton quilt.

When Po woke up, Bishui immediately lifted him up, wiped his face with hot water, wiped his paws with a handkerchief, and then carried him into the bedroom. Princess Deok likes small animals and nobody knows better than Bishui, so she expects that Deok will be very happy to see Po in the early morning.

Zhou Wudi struggled in Bishui's hand, and wanted to scold him twice. Neho, his little puppy, could only make a grunting sweet wail, so he immediately closed his mouth again, and his heart was ashamed.

As soon as Fu entered the palace, the fresh and elegant green grass aroma surfaced. It was exhilarating, half as sticky as sandalwood in other palaces, and half as thick as amber in the dry palace. Attached to the dog's body, Zhou Wudi's sense of smell was slightly diminished than before. He looked up at the German princess dressed in front of the glass mirror.

Sitting beside her, the woman's red shirt wrapped in snow turned into pale white and dark light grey in Zhou Wudi's eyes. The original bright color was restored to monotonous color, which revealed a sense of dust removal. Especially that long and ankle hair, like a waterfall, swept down and emitted spectacular fluorescence, which was astonishing.

After more than a dozen gray and dull days and nights, this very ordinary morning roll is the most colorful in Zhou Wu Emperor's eyes and the most emotional. At this moment, he seemed to be the original wise god, Zhou Wu Emperor, waiting for his princess to serve him dressing and brushing.

However, he soon woke up from this illusion only because the woman in front of the glass mirror had lifted her hand and dropped her head on his eyelids with a kiss, her soft lips sliding through like butterflies, crispy and itchy, with a unique fragrance.

This is a pet kiss from the owner, not a man from a woman. For a moment, Zhou Wudi could not speak of despair in his heart, and then became angry because of the weakness he had shown at this moment. He started struggling hard.

“Oops, don't move, fall carefully!” Monsanto Elm's back was scratched and he hurried to bend over and put Po down in case he hurt himself.

“Ma'am, are you okay?” Yin Cui and Bishui asked alike.

Sister Feng rushed forward in anger, stretching her legs to kick Po over.

“Sister, no! I'm fine!” Monsanto Elm hurriedly stopped, raising his hand back to indicate that he was not injured.

The delicate porcelain white skin showed a red mark and did not bleed, even then Sister Feng was distressed. She took out a jar of snow cream and applied it fine to Meng Muang Elm, still angry in her low voice, "This little animal is wild as a dog! Ma'am, why don't you send him back to the cat kennel, and we'll pick a gentle western dog to feed him. ”

Nobody noticed. Sitting quietly in the corner, Po scratched Sister Feng with the sight of a knife after hearing the words. But his sharp gaze was obscured by his thick hair, coupled with his petite, lovely body, which was really not lethal and did not attract the attention of all the people in the palace.

His body was stiff and he turned to the Toshio, awaiting her verdict. He was out of his mind, and since he had already decided to temporarily attach himself to the Toshio, he had to make the necessary compromises and concessions. He is no longer a high emperor, but a pet, who must be gentle and know how to please his master.

Thinking that these women used to do everything they could to please themselves, Zhou Wu Emperor has a sense of sadness of feng shui rotation.

“Pets depend on fate. I fell in love with Po the first time I saw him. No!” De Fei shook her head resolutely, adding, "Po is still young, afraid of life is inevitable, when we have been together for a long time, nature will be intimate. Dogs are the most loyal animals in the world, and if you really treat him, he will treat you with all his heart, much better than most people! ”

Zhou Wudi relaxed his tight heart strings and measured the gentle face of the German princess with a complex look. He did not expect to treat animals so leniently by being harsh and harsh on people. But he knew that in the face of a dog, there was no need for a show, so it was her real idea. His heart was so moved that he had to endure what the Toshio said was quite reasonable. The human heart is the most unpredictable, most vicious thing in the world. Perhaps just because she sees it so clearly, she can only relax completely in front of a simple animal. Why don't you try it yourself?

Thinking of this, Zhou Wudi sees a little pity in the eyes of Toshio. This woman is not as unpleasant or desirable as he thought.

Seeing Po hiding in the corner, he looked at himself with pity. Monsanto Elm's heart was soft. As he ordered Miyagi to serve breakfast, he waved to Po. "Po, come here and have breakfast. ”

This body was only born a short time ago and can't stand hunger. Zhou Wudi moved, tapping and tapping in front of the Toshio, looking up at her. Meng Sangyu lifted him up and put him on the table, touching his back and looking at Nanny Feng, "Nanny, look, my Po is actually very good. ”

I really liked seeing the master. Sister Feng's anger disappeared even more, and the affection of love was echoed.

Po stood on his two short legs, squatting at the dining table in a regular fashion, as he was intoxicated by the love of the Toshio, and insinuated that he should not be seriously domesticated by this woman as a pet without a chance.