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

Chapter 359 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 51

The sharp fangs sunken in, the feeling of biting something was obvious, and a faint smell of blood filled the mouth.

Altaïr lost his composure and hissed softly.

"Kitten, let go." He used the same trick again and called out the affectionate nickname.

However, the Beast God talked to the kitten and this trick is no longer effective.

Su Muyou gave him a sidelong look, and not only did he not let go, he even held it in his mouth and rubbed it.

Altaïr: "..."

Although it was inappropriate, this glance really made him look more energetic.

Even the pain in the palm of my hand seems to have a tendency to turn into strange stimulation.

Not so good.

He forced himself to remain calm and softened his attitude, "Sir, I'm in pain."

Su Muyou did not miss the change in his address.

He opened his mouth and sarcastically said, "You're not pretending anymore?"

As for what was being pretended, both parties knew it clearly.

Altaïr's whole body froze, and all the romance and happiness faded away in an instant.

The stone in my heart is hanging high.

His own shameful and despicable behavior seemed to be pulled out from a dark corner and completely exposed.

He actually understood that Kitty's compromise and indulgence that night were not purely because of him.

Now that I'm speaking out, I have a sense that I'm about to be judged and brought back to my original form.

Unease grew and he was suddenly overwhelmed by a huge panic.

Altaïr could not accept such consequences and was worried about both gains and losses.

Without bothering to check his own wounds, he wrapped his arms around Su Muyu's waist and held him tightly in his arms.

"I just miss you." He avoided the other party's doubts and expressed his feelings very sincerely.

If you listen carefully, even the voice is trembling.

Su Muyou groaned.

The white lion was no longer as tactful and careful as before, and the strength in his hands had lost its balance.

As the person being hugged so tightly, it was difficult for him to breathe.

However, it was this kind of helplessness that made him suddenly realize that the fragment of his lover in front of him was just an orc who had just reached adulthood not long ago.

For the characters, the Beast God undoubtedly ranks first in their hearts.

But for Su Muyu, both the palms and the backs of his hands are made of flesh.

Not to mention, the person in front of him is not a seasoned veteran, but a young and immature man who needs training in all aspects.

Occasionally, they cooperate according to their personalities and it's easy.

But with the other party so uneasy and anxious, it was really difficult for him to remain completely unaffected.

After all, it is not a robot that completes tasks without personal emotions.

There was a hint of struggle in Su Muyu's eyes, and it took him a while to get rid of the entanglement.

I chose a compromise.

He gently patted the other person's broad back, but his tone was quite impatient: "Do you want to strangle me? Let go!"

The force was light, not for comfort, but because he was strangled so hard that he couldn't use any strength!

The same applies to the reduction in speaking voice.

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The scolding brought Altaïr out of his own emotions.

The strength in his hands instantly weakened, but he did not do as he was told.

It just changed from hugging each other tightly to just holding each other loosely.

He certainly felt the force on his back.

No matter what the other party's original intention was, he just took it as comforting him!

How can it not be considered as indulgence if it doesn't just scratch with two claws?

Altaïr rested his head against Kitten's shoulder and repeated, "I missed you."

This time, there was a hint of grievance in his tone.

At the same time, he used this posture to avoid direct eye contact with Su Muyu.

You can deceive yourself, but you are still afraid of seeing the indifference in the other person's eyes.

The first stirrings of spring love are so fragile.

"I heard you. No need to say it twice." The kitten took a few deep breaths with a gloomy face and finally recovered.

Sure enough, there is not much difference between the hair not fully grown yet and the hair just fully grown!

It’s sticky and squishy. What’s the difference between this and not being weaned?

Su Muyou saw that Artair's emotions had stabilized a little, so he reached out and pushed him.

As if he had just remembered the Beast God's instructions, he tried to break away from the ambiguity and refused to hug each other intimately anymore.

The gap between the lion tribe and the cat tribe is reflected here.

Under the kitten's strength, the white lion's body was like an iron cage, motionless.

Altaïr simply used his free hand to grasp the other's moving hand and interlocked their fingers.

Shamelessly, mustering up the courage, "Do you miss me?"

Su Muyou replied firmly, "I don't want to."

We see each other every day and have dinner together. What is there to think about?

Although Altaïr had expected this answer, he still felt a little depressed when he heard it with his own ears.

"Any other questions?" The kitten looked towards the door.

Considering that Bai Shi is the only contract holder at present, he is willing to be generous and tolerate him a little.

However, if you mess up again, he will call for help.

The guards outside the door are not just for show!

Altaïr pursed his lips tightly, keenly aware that Kitty's patience was running out.

He didn't want the meeting to end like this, and racked his brains to think of how to prolong their time together.

The colorful tail patted the bed, as if urging it.

Su Muyou said coldly: "Are you dumb?"

"You..." Altaïr raised his head in a hurry. Without finding a perfect excuse, he stuttered, "Are you cold? I can turn into an animal to warm you up."

Having said that, I was looking forward to it.

The temperature difference between day and night in the animal world is huge, what if?

Thinking back to the first night they spent together, didn’t the kitten secretly sleep on top of him?

After the words fell, the kitten couldn't help but look down at the bed under his butt.

The Lion Chieftain values ​​the Holy Son very much, so of course the things he prepares for him are of the best quality.

The bed was made of the popular black stone commonly used in the animal world, with a layer of dried long grass stalks in the middle and finally covered with fluffy animal skins.

The lion orc would only make the bed so soft when taking care of its cubs.

Generally speaking, those with thick skin and flesh can only put on one layer at most.

However, racial disparity was revealed at this time.

Cats are creatures that enjoy pleasure.

Under limited conditions, Su Muyou is also able to endure hardships.

But if your status is impressive, won’t your requirements be high?

After being reminded by the white lion, he immediately started to find faults and felt that everything about the bed was wrong.

The floor wasn't thick enough, or it was too hard.

The hair on the hide wasn't long enough to provide warmth quickly enough.

Seeing that he was lost in thought, Altaïr tried to persuade him, just like a flatterer who was good at flattering the emperor.

"You slept soundly on me before. And after I became an adult, my mane in my animal form became thicker than before."

The mane is a very striking feature of the male lion.

The more vigorous it is, the more majestic it looks.

While improving the protection of the neck, which is a weak point, it will also greatly enhance the success rate of courtship.

When Altaïr said this, there was a hint of pride on his face.

Although he has just reached adulthood, his physique is more majestic and strong than other elders.

Including Dick, who was standing outside the house and was called a tribal warrior, there was no comparison with him.

His tone was just like that of an elementary school kid showing off in front of his beloved.

But the pure white, fluffy mane that appeared in Su Muyu's mind had nothing to do with majesty.

The only thing I can think of is something soft and fluffy. It looks very soft and comfortable to lie on.

However, the kitten was very cautious and did not agree directly.

Instead, he raised his chin slightly and said almsgivingly, "Change back first."

When Lord Beast God talks about keeping a distance, he should be referring to the tenderness and sweetness between partners.

But now he just treats the white lion as a bed and a tool.

Clean and honest!

Altaïr understood that this was an inspection.

If he passes, he might have the chance to warm the kitten's bed not just tonight, but every night thereafter!

He was still very confident in his animal form, and his spirit instantly became excited.

However, before showing it, he reluctantly squeezed the cat's paw in his hand.

How long have they not posted?

As of now, it has been six days and five nights!

The kitten that was baptized by power in the Beast God Valley was blessed, and its whole body seemed to have been "refurbished".

The wounds on his body healed completely without leaving any scars.

Even the cocoons left behind from wandering disappeared completely.

It feels soft and smooth to the touch and has a great feel.

Altaïr could not let go of his love.

Su Muyou noticed the movement of his hand and raised his eyebrows.

The next second, the long green fingers that originally looked slender and fragile instantly turned into animal form.

The claws that were retracted in the pads popped out like springs.

Like a few sharp little daggers, they rudely pressed against the back of the opponent's hand.

Altaïr: "..."

The kitten is still as fierce as ever.

He stopped his action calmly, then slowly withdrew his hand.

Wrong, be honest.

Su Muyou yawned, feeling sleepy, and was too lazy to argue with the other party.

Just use your eyes to urge the other person to hurry up.

Altaïr stopped dawdling.

The next second, the white-haired handsome guy instantly turned into a huge lion.

Half of the spacious bed was occupied.

The kitten that was originally close to him was pushed away a short distance.

Su Muyou's face was dark, and he patted the white lion's shoulder with his cat's paw without any reservation, "Did you do this on purpose?"

If it weren't for his excellent coordination skills, he would have lost his balance and fallen on the bed.

After transforming back into a lion, Altaïr's defenses became stronger.

If you just use your paw pads to hit him without extending your claws, you will not be able to cause any harm to him.

Altaïr still remembered Dick standing guard outside the house, his voice even louder in his animal form. He said nothing, but just shook his head.

The eyes should be as innocent as possible.

Su Muyou pulled the white lion's fur and said angrily, "I don't think you dare. Be careful next time, okay?"

Altaïr stared at him for a long moment, his eyes moved slightly, and he nodded.

Later, he liked this word.

Su Muyu said this, moved to another place, and started to check whether the "mattress" was up to standard.

A body made of flesh is naturally softer than stone.

And because he was alive, he didn't need to sit still to keep the fur warm; it was warm on its own.

Fair evaluation: The Artel mattress has an overwhelming advantage in both aspects and wins.

Su Muyou responded with action.

In a flash, he changed back into animal form, his performance was completely different from that of the white lion, and his size instantly shrank several times.

Little Sanhua jumped onto the white lion's back nimbly, found a good position, and stepped on the fluffy mane.

The white lion whose milk was stepped on couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

In the small dark room, the comfort meter placed in the corner gave out prompts one after another as the kitten moved.

"Ding, the hero's coolness value +1."

"Ding, the hero's coolness value +1 again."

"Ding, the hero's coolness value +1."

Su Muyou patiently shaped the place where he was going to sleep into a shape that satisfied him, and then he lay down.

sleep!

The movement on the back stopped, and then the contact area expanded a lot.

This has passed the review.

Altaïr, who had successfully stayed, had joy in his eyes. Even though he now had a beastly lion face, he could easily taste the satisfaction.

He lowered his head and placed it on his front paws, then dared not move.

Afraid of disturbing the other person's rest.

Compared with the white lion, the kitten is really much smaller.

The weight is so light that it can even be ignored.

But in Altaïr's heart, the tiny Sanhua is more important than the whole world.

Su Mu fell asleep peacefully, and this time, his consciousness was not forced to run around.

Perhaps out of concern and not wanting to make any more trouble, the Beast God did not summon him again.

The room was very quiet. Apart from the sound of shallow breathing, there was no other movement.

Altaïr also closed his eyes and took a short rest.

After an unknown amount of time, the kitten, who was sleeping comfortably, suddenly turned over and kicked his shoulder with its hind legs unconsciously.

The white lion's semicircular ears trembled, and he immediately opened his eyes in a light sleep.

He first cautiously explored the environment, and when he found nothing unusual, he shifted his attention to the kitten.

I waited quietly for a while, but there were no instructions or further news.

After confirming that the other party's action was normal, he lowered his head again.

However, before he could fall asleep again, he suddenly noticed that the kitten had turned over and was about to slide down.

Although the lion's back is wide, it is not absolutely flat, and there are undulating curves at the edges.

Su Muyou rolled over and happened to fall to the "downhill".

When a cat's body is relaxed, it is like liquid. Wouldn't it fall down under the influence of gravity?

Altaïr held his breath and waited for the other to slide to his upper arm. He instantly lifted it up with his other paw and held it in front of him.

The reaction was quick.

The kitten, whose position had undergone a great change, was still sleeping on its back, with no sign of waking up.

Altaïr's heart softened as he watched his body rise and fall in small arcs due to his breathing.

Before the brain could react, the body had already moved: it lowered its head and licked it.

Realizing what he had done, and remembering that kittens did not like being licked by other orcs, Altaïr froze.

He was afraid that the kitten would open its eyes in the next second and meow, asking him to get out.

Fortunately, the god of fate still favored him, and the worst situation did not happen.

After a long while, the other person was still sleeping soundly, and his tense nerves relaxed.

Then, he couldn't help but licked it again.