The male protagonist is bad again, and the dedicated host is going crazy

Chapter 335 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 27

Su Muyou: The opportunity is perfect, let’s take advantage of it and do some PUA.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the white lion staring at him without blinking, and he didn't know whether it noticed that something was wrong.

Altaïr naturally felt the possessiveness of his property from the kitten.

I just don't know where this possessive desire comes from, and from which kind of person it comes from.

He temporarily hid this doubt in his heart.

Just like a female would never choose a useless male as her partner, he was not yet grown enough to discuss these things with the other party.

However, in this silence, Su Muyou felt a little embarrassed.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the other person, frowning slightly, and said with dissatisfaction, "Speak."

Why are you like a piece of wood, stupid and dumb?

The white lion came back to his senses from his thoughts and continued the kitten's words in a serious tone, "Okay, I will only pay attention to you and not others."

He himself was not very sociable.

Su Mu was particularly satisfied.

He patted the white lion on the head and praised generously, "Good lion."

In the system space, Guaidongguai, who had not spoken for a long time, watched the pleasure value of Baishi, one of the male protagonists, increase significantly, and closed his eyes tightly.

Fortunately, this is the animal world, not the modern world.

Otherwise, if Altaïr knew that his host treated him like a dog, would his score still increase?

Altaïr sniffed the tip of his nose and smelled the lingering scent on the kitten's hand.

He tilted his head, lowered his furry head, and licked the other's palm carefully without any flirtatious thoughts.

It was warm and moist, and even with very light movements, it still felt rough like sandpaper, which was not very good.

After all, cats have barbs on their tongues.

Su Muyu's pupils suddenly shrank.

The lions in this world are very large, and even white lions that have not yet reached adulthood should not be underestimated.

For a moment, he had the illusion that he was being eaten.

The fear of the pyramid's top predator, which was engraved in his bones, was triggered, and he froze in place.

Looking closely, the tail hanging behind its back is a little frizzy.

When Altaïr finished his "cleaning work" and looked up, he found that the orc in front of him looked a little strange.

He said nothing, but nudged the kitten gently with his wet nose.

Or, it would be more appropriate to describe it as '蹭'.

He showed by his actions that he had no hostility.

Su Muyou recovered his breath and slapped the white lion on the forehead without hesitation, shouting: "What are you doing!?"

Although the sound is loud, it somehow feels weak inside.

Altaïr knew that Kitten's fighting ability was no match for him, but he did not hide, and he also had the emotional intelligence to not expose the opponent's bluff.

He lowered his eyebrows and said, "Lick it clean."

Su Muyu's tense nerves finally relaxed, but he was still unhappy.

He curled his lips and taught: "In the cat tribe, the higher-ranking ones lick the fur of the lower-ranking ones. Isn't it the same for you lions?"

The status of the Holy Son in the eyes of the beastmen was second only to the Beast God, and the status of the kitten was undoubtedly high as well.

He came up and attacked without even saying hello, which was simply against the will of Heaven!

Altaïr's ears twitched, his attention drawn to the first half of the sentence, and he asked tentatively, "Then do you want to lick my fur?"

There is no time to explain the social etiquette of the lion tribe.

Su Muyou actually hesitated for a moment.

It is obviously impossible to lick the kittens' fur in the same way as a mother cat does, taking care of every aspect of their lives.

Given the size of the white lion, regardless of whether it is tired or not, it will probably vomit three pounds of fat after the act.

But it seems that it is not impossible to lick your forehead perfunctorily to establish your own authority?

When his eyes met the expectant gaze of the white lion, the hesitation in his heart suddenly disappeared.

The kitten raised his head arrogantly, "I'm not just any orc. I won't do it."

He pushed all the blame for being scared onto the other person, and decided to get his revenge first before thinking about licking his fur.

Yes, that's right, I'm so petty.

Altaïr didn't know what was going on in his mind, and his ears drooped after being rejected.

He didn't force it, but just sighed, "Okay."

"Okay, it's time to take the processed leaves to Vina." Su Muyu forced himself to ignore his disappointment and changed the subject.

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in the afternoon.

The Lion Chieftain came to the door, ostensibly to ask the Holy Son what he wanted to eat for dinner, but in fact he was indirectly trying to attack his power as the Beast God.

As for matters concerning the contract maker, that is not something that can be discussed directly.

Besides, the initiative is not in their hands.

If Kitty hadn't fallen for Altaïr, then their relationship would have been a pure guarding one.

If the kitten fell in love with Altaïr, he would have no choice but to grit his teeth and clean the white lion and send it to him.

However, after learning the whole story, the white lion showed no resistance from beginning to end, and he probably didn't feel reluctant.

Thinking of this, the Lion Chief glanced at Altaïr, feeling somewhat disappointed with him.

Yes, most of the little three flowers are female, but the Holy Son is not!

Although, the other person's human form is very delicate, with an undeniable good looks that will fascinate both males and females.

After the beast state was blessed by the beast god, it also lost its previous dryness and thinness, and its dull hair became smooth. The color is also very suitable for hiding and hunting, which conforms to the aesthetics of the beastmen...

But how could he be captured so easily?

Altaïr was glared at and was confused. Wasn't he asking the Son a question? Why was he looking at what he was doing?

Su Muyou crossed his arms across his chest, "Yes, I also have the power of healing."

The reason why the word "still" was added was because his display of prowess in front of the Beast God Valley left a deep impression on the other orcs.

Even though it seems that the power is sometimes effective and sometimes not, it cannot be ignored!

Su Muyu was not surprised that the clan leader knew about this. After all, he had deliberately shown off his skills to Vina, intending to let everyone know about it.

If he is not powerful, how can others sincerely believe in him as the Son of God?

After getting a positive answer, the Lion Chief said cautiously, "I don't know, can I trouble you, Holy Son?"

Su Muyou raised the corners of his eyebrows slightly.

A moment later, a lion orc appeared in the room with gauze wrapped around his head, covering one of his eyes.

"His name is Dick. He is one of the strongest warriors in our tribe. He was tricked by the hyenas while hunting before and his eyes were injured."

The lion chief briefly introduced him, his tone mixed with sadness and regret, "He is still young..."

For ordinary orcs, no matter how useful the witch doctor's herbs are, the vision loss is irreversible.

Su Muyou looked up, and his original indifference gradually faded away after he saw what the lion orc named Dick looked like.

The reason was simple. The other party was the fool who had taken the injured little Sanhua and brought it back to the tribe as a rare female.

Strictly speaking, it also indirectly saved Yuxi's life.

Su Muyou nodded and agreed, "I will cure him."

Altaïr, standing nearby, witnessed the change in Kitty's expression.

He pursed his lips and looked at Dick expressionlessly.

Did the kitten and him know each other before?