A is in StarCraft, just disembarked from the Zerg Prince spaceship.

***************

......

The Crown Prince held it under its armpits, cradling it firmly in the palm of his hands, and lifted it high.

He could clearly feel the puppy's warm body temperature in his palm. Looking at its ingratiating smile, the Crown Prince narrowed his eyes and said mischievously, "Ugly."

He looks like he deserves a beating; he's so ugly, little nose!

The little dog emperor immediately retracted its tongue.

A puppy-like face fell down.jpg

Is that something you should say to a puppy? Do you even think you're being funny?

This little gadget's face-changing feature is so much fun.

Hehe. The curve of his lips revealed the Crown Prince's extremely mischievous and purely playful nature: "Little dog, wanna play? Have you ever played with that, you know, that one?"

What? The little dog emperor was still confused.

"Crow, crow, sit, fly, machine."

What?

"Little dog, fly!"

What?! What?!

The Crown Prince suddenly stretched out his enormous wings and twisted his toes sharply on the carpet.

He leaped into the air, the butterfly wings began to spin, and a powerful centrifugal force was suddenly generated, enveloping him and the puppy in his arms, turning them into a ball.

"Awoooo ...

The puppy's limbs, which were dangling in the air, were instantly flung away, and its small body was suddenly straightened by this force, like a gray-white tricolor flag torn open by a gale.

The female insects of Lyrnia love to play with their offspring like this.

The crown prince's wings spun, and his entire body turned into a perfect, powerful circle.

Her silver hair and the hem of her magnificent cloak whipped wildly, fluttering along with her wings, creating large, gorgeous white waves that danced freely in the afternoon sunlight.

This scene is both inhuman and incredibly beautiful.

His wings and silver hair were so beautiful, so pure, so sacred, that he didn't seem human, but more like a god or elf from some mythological story.

But the puppy being turned around doesn't appreciate this beauty.

The whole world appeared as a series of lines in the puppy's eyes, spinning and swirling, turning into a kaleidoscope that made the dog dizzy.

Carpets, ceilings, sunlight, floor-to-ceiling windows, blurry tree shadows outside the windows, decorative paintings hanging on the walls... everything becomes blurred blocks of color, stretched into a rapidly flowing, dizzying, bizarre river of light and color.

The wind whistled past my ears, drowning out all other subtle sounds.

The puppy's tiny, warm tongue was mercilessly flung out by the powerful centrifugal force, hanging crookedly at the corner of its mouth, flailing wildly with each rotation: "Ooh ooh ooh ooh..."

The little dog emperor's ice-blue round eyes almost popped out, all his spirit reduced to extreme terror and dizziness.

"Woo... Awooooo... Woohoo..." The broken whimpers, torn apart by the wind, leaked intermittently from its crooked mouth.

Are you even human?!

Your Majesty, please cease your supernatural powers.

Blue's chest vibrated, emitting a super, super wicked yet joyful laugh, which was drowned out by the howling wind.

He spun even faster, his rock-solid axis supporting the small, dizzy ball of fur.

It switched to a front-loading washing machine and finally stopped.

The wings unfolded again, and Lan stood firmly, her breathing even and long, without even a drop of sweat on her forehead.

The insect was fine, but the dog stumbled and tumbled away.

The little dog Emperor was dizzy and disoriented. He tried to prop himself up with his front paws, but the carpet under his paws slipped. His hind legs kicked clumsily, but instead of helping him up, they caused him to lose his balance again, rolling several times, unable to tell up from down from left from right.

"Awoooooooo!" the little dog emperor howled sharply.

Are you human?! Are you even human?!

With difficulty, I moved toward the huge, high-backed chair with a solid base in the corner of the room, finally shuffled over to it, and slipped inside in a flash.

I couldn't understand what they were saying, but it sounded really vulgar.

Lan stood still, watching with great interest as the puppy stumbled and staggered its way away.

The little dog emperor crawled into the shadows under the chair, finally feeling a little safer.

It struggled to raise its head, its eyes straining to focus, peering through the gaps between the chair legs, and staring reproachfully at the Crown Prince who was still standing in the middle of the room.

"Waaaaah...! Waaaah—!" He~tui! He~tui!

It bared its teeth, the sound squeezed out from between its clenched jaws.

The dog was cursing him! Using every word and body language a puppy could muster, every word was heart-wrenching, every sentence piercing his soul:

You're not human—!

Lan squatted down in front of the chair, meeting the gleaming, angry blue eyes in the shadows with interest: "Insulting me?"

"Awoooo ...

Lan wasn't scared; instead, she burst out laughing.

Hee hee hee.

"I don't understand. Speak like a human."

"Ururururu—!!!"

A fierce, angry growl erupted from under the chair, and white claws shot out, slamming against the ground like a small, lit explosive barrel.

The crown prince grabbed its paw.

The puppy couldn't retract its paws, and a rapid, rustling scratching sound came from the darkness, accompanied by even louder and more urgent curses.

"Awoooo ...

This is unbearable! Let go of the dog! Let go of the dog!

"Awoooooo awoooooo awoooooo—!"

Someone come quick—this is dog abuse!

After returning from cleaning the boots, Bambo stood ramrod straight, watching his prince bully the puppy.

His lips curved upwards very slightly, but he suppressed it again with his iron will.

We are adjutants, and we are professionally trained so that we will not laugh, no matter how funny the situation is.

...unless I can't help it.

Bambo used all his cultivation to barely suppress the corners of his mouth that were about to sneer out.

You can't laugh; it would jeopardize the dignity of your adjutant's career.

If I laugh now, their prince will definitely beat me up.

The Crown Prince and the puppy were locked in a stalemate when suddenly another head appeared next to the Crown Prince's.

Gao Tian squatted down next to him: "What are you doing, baby?"

The crown prince instantly forgot about the puppy, let go of it, allowing it to escape, and turned to look at him: "You..."

What's wrong with my heartbeat?

Gao Tian sensed something was wrong from the look in his eyes. Before the Crown Prince could even ask, Gao Tian crouched down in the shadow of the chair where the puppy was hiding, propped himself up with his hands, stretched out his head, and kissed the Crown Prince on the lips.

Not suitable for children.

But I can't worry about that anymore.

The priority is to shut him up.

It licked its tongue, sucked its lips, and then took a bite.

Give me a kiss.

......

Try to make the Crown Prince so stunned by the kiss that he forgets about the injury he sustained during his medical examination.

"You...stop...stop! Don't kiss me anymore...! Stop...!!" The Crown Prince was almost pushed to the ground by him, struggling desperately as his tongue was being sucked on.

"Where's my swing...and rocking horse?...Where's the trampoline?" Gao Tian held him down and wouldn't let go, almost making him faint from kissing.

Ahhhhh, you wicked Crown Princess—!

Finally, the Crown Prince was forced into a corner and...

A slight hardening, as a sign of respect.