No, no.
Last night, he clearly picked up a pretty girl, and all he did was have a few drinks and hold her hand; he didn't plan to do anything else.
He didn't intend to do anything.
I must be dreaming. I must be dreaming.
Duofu muttered to herself, then glanced at the Fourth Prince who was naked beside her and quickly closed her eyes.
Involuntarily, they gently separated their skin, which was pressed together, and squeezed themselves further into the bed.
Her little mouth kept muttering, "I'm just dreaming, I'm just dreaming. It'll be alright when I wake up, it'll be alright when I wake up. I'll close my eyes quickly, and I'll wake up soon."
Duofu closed his eyes and waited for a while. When he opened his eyes again, all he saw were those few small plum blossoms. He felt as if the sky had fallen.
What should we do?
What should we do?
Dofu remembers that last night he was very willing and even a little coerced by his human owner.
In his mind, the pet owner's complexion last night was not good; he looked very distressed, with a terrifying look in his eyes and sweat on his forehead.
They were unhappy when they saw it.
Duofu felt like the sky was falling. What was he going to do? Was there anyone who could save him?
Or he could quickly turn into a cute puppy and pretend that nothing happened last night.
However, it seems that it was he who got drunk last night, not the Fourth Prince.
For a fleeting moment, Duofu had the urge to run away; if he could just run away, he wouldn't have to solve anything.
Yes.
He wanted to avoid the problem.
Duofu sat up quietly, his big, round eyes looking around, but he couldn't find his clothes.
He silently chanted in his mind, and with a whoosh, he transformed into a little puppy. Duofu poked his head out from under the covers, huffing and puffing.
She tiptoed around the Fourth Prince outside, intending to run away as quickly as possible.
He no longer has the courage to look at his pet owner.
Just thinking about what happened last night makes him feel like he's about to collapse.
How could such a thing happen?
Although he had indeed praised his pet owner's looks many times in the past, it was genuine praise from the bottom of his heart, and there was no such thing as "this" or "this"...
Duofu's head was already a mess, and he had only moved his paws out a few times when his body was suddenly lifted into the air. Duofu quickly closed his eyes tightly, tucked his tail between his legs, and remained motionless, pretending that he was asleep.
The Fourth Prince looked amused, his eyes filled with tenderness and doting, as if he didn't know what to do with this little darling.
It's true that every time I do something bad, I want to sneak away and run away, thinking that if I run away, the bad thing will no longer exist.
Although he was partly responsible for this mess, who told this little devil to get himself drunk? He was out of his mind and let him do whatever he wanted.
If someone dares to get drunk, they must bear the consequences of what they did while intoxicated.
The Fourth Prince looked languid and relaxed, leaning lazily against the bedside, and lifted Duofu up in front of him and shook him.
"Hey, what brings you here so early in the morning, sir? You caught a big rat trying to escape!"
"Last night, he was so brave, he kept saying that he wanted me to serve him well and that he would pay to redeem me."
"Hmm? Little darling, what brings you here so early in the morning? What are you up to do?"
Duofu remained outwardly still, but inwardly he was furiously cursing, "You're the rat! Your whole family are rats!" He was trying to recall what Duofu had said yesterday.
It's highly unlikely that he would dare to say he wanted to redeem the Fourth Prince and make him his male concubine. Even if he were drunk, he wouldn't have the guts.
Duofu secretly opened one eye and glanced at the Fourth Prince, who had a half-smile on his face.
Maybe that's hard to say. His pet owner is indeed good-looking, especially when he smiles at him. Maybe he was drunk and had the audacity to say those things.
Duofu continued to play dead with his eyes closed. He was too ashamed to show his face now. Logically speaking, he was the victim. He was in pain all over his body. It was obvious that he was not the one on top. Based on the storybook he had read and the knowledge he had acquired before, the one on top was just enjoying himself and didn't feel any pain at all.
He was the one who really had the worst luck.
If he hadn't been in the wrong...
He insisted on scratching the Fourth Prince's face, but under the Fourth Prince's intense gaze, Duofu still couldn't help but tremblingly open his big, round eyes, which were filled with a hint of fear.
Duofu no longer cares about whose fault it was. He ran away yesterday, got drunk, and now he slept with the Fourth Prince.
Even if he's being unreasonable, he can't pin all the blame on the Fourth Prince. He has nowhere to shirk his responsibilities now.
Duofu and Duoxiang thought that all of this was orchestrated by the Fourth Prince.
But that's not the case.
Under the Fourth Prince's watchful gaze, Duofu took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, and transformed back into human form. He quickly grabbed the blanket beside him and covered himself up properly.
Duofu was quite heavy, and with a thud, it fell onto the Fourth Prince.
The Fourth Prince let out a soft groan, and Duofu and the others felt the burning sensation of skin touching skin under the bed.
Only then did he realize how incredibly stupid he had been. Even if he wanted to transform back into human form, he should have run to the side, not onto the Fourth Prince. Now, they were stuck together.
Duofu's face was flushed, whether from the heat, anger, or embarrassment, it was hard to tell.
The Fourth Prince certainly wouldn't mind that this silly little dog threw himself into his arms early in the morning, his strong right hand resting on Duofu's neck and rubbing it gently.
Duofu felt like there was a knife around his neck, ready to fall and slash him at any moment, and he had no idea what his human was going to do.
Duofu couldn't accept it. He was doing great being a male concubine to his pet owner, living the life of a little emperor, getting whatever he wanted.
Being a male concubine is too difficult to admit, and with so many princesses, concubines, and palace maids in the Fourth Prince's harem, he felt there was no need for him to squeeze in. He was quite satisfied with being the little emperor all these years.
Duofu felt that the ideal solution was for both of them to treat it as a dream, a case of being drunk, and that everything would be fine once they woke up.
And in this kind of situation, how could it be? His pet owner probably wouldn't suffer any loss either.
He's the one who's going to suffer a loss, but he didn't complain, so my pet owner has even less reason to complain.
Duofu felt that he had just seen his owner smile, so he probably wasn't very angry. Maybe this matter could be easily resolved.
At worst, we can just treat it as mutual help between brothers.
Duofu thought about it and it made more and more sense. His human wasn't the kind of person who would hold a grudge, so he definitely wouldn't mind. If his human was really angry, why would he act like this? He let him sleep peacefully until he woke up naturally.
Duofu felt that the pressure on his neck was not very strong, which made him even more certain of his inner guess.
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