In the grass in the distance, two heads suddenly stuck out. Nightingale stared at the man and the tiger in the pavilion in disbelief. It had to be known that Xie Jingxing was seriously obsessed with cleanliness and usually did not like animals. Even people close to him were not allowed to touch his things. Now that his sleeve was stained with saliva by an animal, he actually did not mind. She said, "Has Master gone crazy recently? Why does he hug a tiger all day long? He hugs it even when he's sleeping. I heard that he also hugs it when he's taking a shower today. Does he really want to bring this tiger back home to be Princess Consort Rui?" Seeing that there was no response from the person beside her, Nightingale turned around. "Huo Long, say something too."