Ah Fei tried to stand up straight and puffed out her chest, looking like a child who wanted to be praised. Zhou Huaiyan couldn't help laughing. He patted the little cat's shoulder and felt the slightly tense muscles under his hand.

"Not bad, it looks much better now than before."

“......!”

【nice!】

The kitten's eyes immediately lit up with stars.

The master praised his beautiful body!

The boy's hand on his shoulder made Ah Fei more and more excited. The master had touched his shoulder, and... would he touch other places?

Zhou Huaiyan felt the slightly trembling skin under his palm and couldn't help but stroke the little cat's shoulders and arms.

"What's wrong? Are you cold?"

He specially asked Hongdou to burn three more pots of silver charcoal, so the room temperature should not be cold now.

"No... not cold."

Ah Fei shook her head immediately.

He couldn't help shivering not because of the cold, but because the master was touching his shoulders and arms. As expected, he guessed correctly, the master liked thick and full ones. Now that the shoulders and arms had been touched, then, the next place should be......

However, to Ah Fei's surprise——

"Well, it's good that it's not cold."

Zhou Huaiyan withdrew his hand naturally and decisively.

"......?"

Ah Fei was stunned.

【Why...why don't you continue?】

The little cat immediately lowered his head dejectedly. He looked at his slightly rising and falling chest and couldn't help but compare it with the man named Huo Xiao in his mind.

Then he immediately discovered with sadness that

——I can’t compare to you.

The kitten thought that it must be because it was not full enough that its owner lost interest and refused to touch it.

[It seems...I need to practice more. ]

Stroking the kitten's beautiful neck and shoulders, Zhou Huaiyan suddenly spoke,

"Anko, go get that Akabane bow."

"yes."

The eldest palace maid was a little surprised, but she immediately carried out her master's order. Ah Fei didn't know what her master was up to, but why would she use the bow at this time? Could it be that her master was going to do something new? Thinking of this, the little cat's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Hongdou quickly took out the bow, and Zhou Huaiyan motioned her to hand it to Xiaomao.

"A Fei, I want to see how you draw the bow."

The young man's words interrupted Ah Fei's thoughts, and the latter immediately hurriedly carried out the order.

Master, look at the way he draws the bow?

But, hadn't we seen it during the day? Besides, what's so good about drawing a bow?

Ah Fei didn't understand why, but she still did what her master wanted. He took the arrow and put it on the string, and the bow was like a full moon.

The superior bone structure and proportions of the alien races are fully displayed at this moment.

The foreign boy's slightly taut muscles were now fully tensed, outlining beautiful and smooth lines on his shoulders, back, waist and abdomen. His skin, as cold and white as ice, glowed in the flickering candlelight.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Huaiyan suddenly remembered the nonsense he had deliberately told the Second Prince in the afternoon. The muscles on her shoulders and back, the curvy waistline... Such a beautiful body, with the deep features unique to the alien race, and the pair of cold and bleak jade eyes,

——It looks like a beautiful human body artwork

Today in the paddock, when Zhou Huaiyan looked at Ah Fei's slender back, he suddenly realized that the skinny and tender little kitten had grown into such a charming appearance without him noticing.

He vaguely recalled the high-spirited foreign boy in the paddock. His slightly cool fingertips unconsciously fell on Ah Fei's back, gently tracing the undulating lines of the muscles.

"So that's how it is..."

He was almost mumbling,

"Master... Master?"

Feeling the cool touch from behind, the little cat couldn't help but shiver. This bow was just barely handy for him, but at this moment, he seemed to have suddenly lost his strength and could hardly hold the bowstring of Man Yue.

"Don't move."

The warm breath fell on Ah Fei's ears, making the roots of his ears red. This... this posture was like the master hugging him from behind. The boy held his shoulders and slowly pressed down until he fell into the position he liked best in his imagination.

Out of interest, Zhou Huaiyan once learned some body painting. At this moment, he was measuring Ah Fei's body proportions with his hands.

Neck, shoulders, arms, back, waist.

Almost perfect size and proportion.

No wonder my uncle said that Ah Fei had a very good physique and was born to be a martial arts genius. Not to mention that Master Wei, who taught her every day, was full of praise for Ah Fei.

The boy's eyes revealed an infatuation that he himself had not yet realized, and he could not help but sigh softly.

"It's really...beautiful."

He was lucky enough to pick up a very, very pretty kitten. At this moment, Hongdou's voice interrupted Zhou Huaiyan's thoughts.

"Your Highness, the warm oil is here."

Warm oil can form a film on the body to prevent pigments from penetrating the skin and causing damage.

The maid lowered her eyebrows and eyes, her expression calm, as if she was completely unaware of how unbearable the scene before her was in this era.

"Give it to me."

Zhou Huaiyan withdrew his hand and rolled up his sleeves slowly.

"Okay, Fei, put down the bow."

The little cat immediately put it down as if relieved. He didn't understand what his master was going to do, but he was extremely embarrassed. But if we have to find a name to define the boy's behavior just now, it can be roughly regarded as appreciation? Ah Fei knew that Zhou Huaiyan liked jade and had seen the boy appreciate those rare jades, so she just casually watched and touched them like she did just now.

Could it be——

Ah Fei suddenly understood the "Fei" in the name given to him by his master. So, did his master keep him by his side for fun? He had no desire for it, but simply treated it as a jade-like object, occasionally looking at it and admiring it, and if he was in a good mood, he would even hold it in his hands and play with it.

Is this how he exists in his master's heart?

If it were in the past, Ah Fei felt that if she had such a status in her master's heart, she would have been content long ago.

But why... does he only feel lost and sad now?

Just when Ah Fei was daydreaming, she suddenly heard her master's next order -

"A Fei, come closer and open your arms."

"yes."

The little cat immediately walked over obediently, raised his arms, and raised them in a very standard level. The muscle lines in his shoulders and arms that had just disappeared immediately rose and fell again. The next second, a sticky and slippery touch landed on his chest. Ah Fei was so shocked that she almost lost her breath.

"Master... Master?"

"This is warm oil, so as not to damage the skin when applying paint later."

Zhou Huaiyan explained very naturally, and slowly and methodically applied the fine and sticky warm oil to Ah Fei's chest, shoulders, arms, back, waist and abdomen, until the warm oil covered every inch of exposed skin.

Ah Fei... Ah Fei could no longer speak. He could clearly feel his master's fingers caressing his chest, and sometimes even brushing against it... He bit the soft flesh on his cheek to prevent himself from making any sound that would pollute his master's ears. The alien boy's skin, originally as cold and white as snow, was now covered with a layer of light powder, and a thin layer of colorless warm oil, which looked extremely tempting under the flickering candlelight.

"Um?"

Zhou Huaiyan seemed to have discovered something, and showed a little surprise.

"A Fei, have you ever shaved your armpits specifically?"

The boy stroked the soft and delicate skin under his fingertips, but he didn't feel any trace of shaving.

The foreigners were naturally hairier than the Zhou people. Extensive chest and armpit hair was standard for almost every foreign man, and was also regarded by them as a symbol of a so-called warrior.

But Ah Fei, who has foreign blood, doesn't seem to have this characteristic. Her skin is soft and white, with not even a trace of pores.

"No...no..."

Ah Fei's breathing was a little faster for some reason. He blushed and stammered to explain,

"Slave, slave is born...with very light hair on...body."

It was not just shallow, there was basically nothing below the neck. Therefore, in the slave camp, they all scolded him for being a thing born to serve others. But...but if the master likes it...

"I see..."

Zhou Huaiyan pondered for a moment and said with a smile,

"——That's convenient."

He meant to make it easier to paint, but Ah Fei didn't understand what he meant and even lost her breath for a moment.

Finally, Zhou Huaiyan finished rubbing the warm oil and stopped. Some of the remaining oil slid down Ah Fei's waistline, soaking it deeply and shallowly. He glanced at the little cat who was still holding his hands up obediently,

"A Fei, you can let it go now."

The kitten was stunned for a moment, then put it down obediently as he was told.

Can--

【Is this... the end?】

Ah Fei slightly widened his eyes and looked carefully at the boy's expression. But in the end, he found that his master really had no intention of having sex.

That beautiful face still had the same nonchalant look as usual, as if those actions just now were really just games that he played casually to kill time.

——There is nothing about his body that can attract the master.

"......"

Ah Fei was extremely disappointed. But she couldn't help looking at her master's hands stained with warm oil. The oil was transparent and colorless, and it fell on the young man's slender fingers, just like a layer of glaze on white porcelain, which was very beautiful.

Zhou Huaiyan didn't notice Ah Fei's burning gaze. He cleaned his hands and started mixing colors. There was no entertainment in ancient times, and his body couldn't do any intense entertainment activities, so he learned to paint from the painters in the palace.

However, he did not learn orthodox court painting, but only learned how to use ancient painting tools and pigments. His painting style was more like modern oil painting, mixing various pigments together, which annoyed the painter who taught him when he was a child.

Zhou Huaiyan hadn't decided what to paint yet, so he suddenly asked,

"What does Fei like?"

The kitten was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously spoke the truth.

"——I like my master."

Such a frank confession left Zhou Huaiyan stunned. After a moment, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and his overly delicate face showed a breathtaking beauty.

Ah Fei stared blankly for a long time.

These words caused ripples of strangeness in Zhou Huaiyan's heart, but he quickly suppressed them deep in his heart.

——The boy didn’t take this seriously.

"I mean objects, or landscapes, that I'm going to paint on you later."

【Draw on me?】

Ah Fei was stunned and lowered her eyes.

[As expected, I was treated as an object for fun. 】

[Is it used as a canvas? ]

He felt a little happy, but also a little disappointed.

"Then... can I ask the master to draw a red plum tree for me?"

He still remembered the plum candy his master fed him when they first met, and the clear and calm aura that the boy always carried with him, a little like cold plums.

"OK."

In three months, Ah Fei's height has increased rapidly, from a little over 1.6 meters to 1.7 meters. However, he is still much shorter than Zhou Huaiyan.

So when painting, the boy could only bend slightly, holding the kitten's waist, and picking up the brush to paint. The bright red paint spread, reflecting the cold white skin like snow, like a picture of blood plum blossoms on an ice field.

For the first time, two words with completely different temperaments, "cool" and "glamorous", could be combined so harmoniously in one person.

The boy's warm breath was spreading on his chest, and the ink and paint were flowing on his body, and even... even the master's hand fell on his waist. At this moment, everything made Ah Fei feel flustered and excited. He suddenly felt a little unsteady and subconsciously wanted to hold on to something.

The next second, I felt the hand around my waist tighten.

The kitten was startled and reflexively grabbed the boy's clothes on his shoulders, but he quickly realized what was against the rules and quickly let go.

"Don't move."

Zhou Huaiyan held his waist, his tone sounding somewhat puzzled.

"Why are you so unstable after just a short while?"

"Master... Master, please forgive me... Slave..."

Hearing this, Ah Fei suddenly became flustered, but he didn't dare to move. He couldn't help but look at Zhou Huaiyan——

Even though he was talking, the boy's expression was still extremely focused when he wrote. His long eyelashes trembled occasionally, casting a faint shadow on his face.

【It's really beautiful...】

Ah Fei was somewhat absent-minded, her heart was pounding.

[Why is it that even the shadows cast by eyelashes are so beautiful...]

"A Fei?"

Zhou Huaiyan paused with the tip of his pen, and the red color spread across the kitten's collarbone. He raised his head.

"Are you too tired from shooting arrows in the paddock today?"

Tired?

How is it possible? Just a hundred arrows. The training Ah Fei had received was thousands of times more arduous than this. However, when the words of denial came to his lips, Ah Fei couldn't say them. How else could he explain that he couldn't stand because he was held by his master and used as a canvas?

He subconsciously bit the soft flesh on the side of his cheek and whispered,

"Well... yes, I am a little tired..."

Ah Fei turned her eyes away, trying to pass it by.

"But Master, don't worry. I can stand. Master, please do as you like..."

However, the next second, Zhou Huaiyan directly pulled his hand and placed it on his shoulder.

"If you can't stand steadily, you can hold on to something, but don't move around."

"......yes."

Ah Fei was flattered, but still followed her master's instructions. She gently hooked her arms around the boy's shoulders and neck like vines clinging to a tree.

This is an extremely intimate posture. So intimate that Ah Fei couldn't help but feel a little...

——Unspeakable delusion comes.

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