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

Chapter 369 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 61

As the Son of God, Su Muyou certainly couldn't suddenly care about the other person.

He thought of a roundabout way.

The kitten didn't have much strength, so he used his paw to push the white lion, whose size was at least a double-digit multiple of his, and said, "Meow!"

Of course, even if you use all your strength, you probably won’t be able to push it.

But I hope someone understands.

As expected, Altaïr cooperated by half-lying down, exposing his vulnerable abdomen without any protection.

Obedient, but still confused.

Su Muyou took two steps forward, first pressing the white lion's upper chest with his claws, and then slowly moving down.

He was showing a tentative attitude.

Altaïr lowered his head, watching him with curiosity.

Su Muyou's claws were already on the lion's stomach...

Well, actually he wasn't quite sure. According to the distribution of the human body, the stomach is located slightly below the middle of the ribs.

He simply changed back into human form and lay down where he was.

The area that can be contacted by the back of a human form is much larger than that of two small cat paws.

Artair understood that he was tired of sleeping in the previous way and wanted to change his posture.

Su Muyou pecked at the white lion's abdomen twice, then turned to look at him, "Does it hurt?"

Altaïr did not miss the concern in his eyes.

A lot of thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant.

First, while the other party had found a new sleeping position, he also took the opportunity to show concern for his mattress.

Secondly, of course, there is something wrong with what Xi Yan made!

If there was no problem, why did Avril remind him? And why did the kitten ask him to eat first?

Altaïr felt he had discovered the truth.

He showed a bit of pain on his face, "It is a bit uncomfortable."

In fact, he didn't feel anything strange in his stomach at all.

But he still enjoyed stepping on the orcs who tried to compete for his favor.

Su Muyu sat up immediately.

To be precise, he asked one more question, "Isn't it me who pressed it?"

"of course not!"

Altaïr answered without thinking, "Even if your entire body weight pressed on me, let alone my upper body, it wouldn't be a big deal to me."

Excluding external factors, Su Muyou's expression became serious, "Then why would it be uncomfortable?"

"Maybe..." Altaïr hesitated, not daring to look him in the face because he was lying. "Maybe he had a stomachache."

Su Muyou realized what he was hinting at: "......"

No, is there any deep hatred between you fragments?

【Pointing and pointing】

Speechlessly, he raised his hand and patted the other person's belly.

Altaïr shuddered, thinking that the kitten was angry because it had discovered that he was lying.

However, before he could honestly confess his crime, he saw a faint halo appearing on the other person's palm.

"Lie down and don't move." Su Muyou warned calmly.

He was acting to the end, he originally wanted to help the other person treat and prevent stomach problems.

Even if the other party's motives are not pure, it's fine as long as he achieves his destination.

Besides, the 'contractor' is one of our own, so we should be generous to him.

Altaïr, who was pretending to be sick, suddenly regretted it, "I'm fine, no need..."

The pale face of the kitten when it was treating Dick left a deep impression on him.

It gave him the impression that he would feel physically uncomfortable if the other party used his strength.

But before he could finish his words, the kitten had already withdrawn his hand.

Now it was his turn to choke.

"It's over." Su Muyou glanced at him meaningfully, "It seems to be a small problem indeed."

Altaïr: The shame of being exposed.JPG

After completing this step, Su Muyu now used the white lion's belly as a cushion without any burden.

However, just as he turned around, his casually swung arm hit the white lion's shoulder.

Caught off guard, his body's reaction was faster than his brain, and Altaïr instantly gasped.

He almost forgot that he was kicked hard by a sheep's hooves while hunting.

Su Muyou retracted his hand and sat up again: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Altaïr didn't want to worry the kitten.

Besides, he had already been pretentious once, and now he really couldn't bring himself to act pitiful.

Su Muyou crossed his arms over his chest and looked at him carefully from head to toe.

The white lion, having cleaned itself, was clean and white from head to toe, and there were no broken skin wounds anywhere to be seen.

But this doesn't mean it's okay.

If it's a bone fracture or internal injury, it will be a big trouble.

No matter what the background of the world is, we should not be afraid of seeing a doctor or hiding our illness.

Otherwise, if a minor illness is delayed until it turns into a major one, you will be asking for trouble.

"Change into another form." Su Muyou was too lazy to confirm with the lion in question and gave the order directly.

By the way, Altaïr hadn't transformed back into his human form for a while in order to make it easier for him to sleep.

Altaïr was defeated by his majestic gesture.

In an instant, the huge white lion disappeared, and was replaced by a slender human with animal ears.

Su Mu could clearly feel that after not seeing him for a few days, the other party had become more mature, and was becoming more like an adult in every aspect.

However, there are some places where it is better not to grow.

He was looking forward to it silently.

"I'm really fine." Altaïr lowered his head slightly and looked at the kitten.

I felt sad that so much time had passed.

To think that the kitten was taller than him back then.

And now, he only needs to open his arms to hold it tightly in his arms.

Su Muyou continued to command, ignoring him, "Turn sideways."

He remembered that he had just touched the other person's shoulder.

How can we disobey the orders of His Majesty the Holy Son?

Altaïr could only turn around obediently.

"Take off your clothes again." Su Muyu tried his best to keep his tone calm so that no one would think too much.

He was just checking his physical condition!

Altaïr's movements were much faster at this moment.

The cloth was brushed and thrown aside, with a small part hanging down the edge of the bed.

With his back to the kitten, he blushed, "It's just some bruises. They will go away on their own in a couple of days. No special treatment is needed."

He is relatively aware of his physical condition.

But it seems like it’s not bad to get hurt once in a while.

The feeling of being cared for made him feel as if he was in the morning sunshine, warm and comfortable all over.

Altaïr thought to himself: As expected, his status as a Contractor is still very high.

If it were any other orc in the tribe, even if they came to ask Xiaomao for treatment, Xiaomao might not agree!

What is this? This is special treatment.

He is just different!

The tail behind him began to wag happily.

Su Muyu quickly pressed down the small ball of fur that was swinging in front of his eyes, and his pupils shrank and then expanded.

Take a deep breath, "Don't move."

It really looked like just a bruise.

But the skin color of the white lion is whiter than that of ordinary orcs, and it will not get tanned.

The dark blue bruises with purple-red bruises have a strong contrast in color and look very shocking.

Even if it was an eight point injury, it was highlighted to the fullest.

Altaïr quickly distracted himself to control his tail and said in a serious tone, "Okay."

When he agreed, Su Muyu had already started treating him.

The color of the bruise was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally disappeared.

After the surface traces disappear, the energy can no longer enter the opponent's body.

This means there is indeed no internal injury.

Su Muyou breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay."

Altair turned back upon hearing this, the tenderness in his golden eyes almost overflowing, "Sir, you are truly amazing."

Su Muyou only felt the picture flash, and a very muscular body was displayed in front of him.

Perhaps because the base color is relatively white, even two certain spots are pink.

The things I couldn't see clearly last time because of my hazy consciousness and the darkness, I can see them clearly this time.

Su Muyou: "......"

On purpose?

Some thoughts that were once particularly strong came to my mind again.

However, after thinking for a long time, he let it go.

Given Altaïr's size, even if he succeeded, he would be exhausted.

After several worlds, Su Muyou was really eroded by warmth and turned into a lazy bug.

Under the influence of the cat gene, he admitted his inner feelings without any burden.

: There's nothing wrong with lying down and enjoying yourself.

The half-circle ears twitched, and Altaïr looked at the kitten who was lost in thought and asked, "Is there... something wrong?"

He looked down and took a look at his own figure.

Under high-intensity hunting, the amount of exercise not only met the standard but exceeded it.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, strong pectoral muscles, eight-pack abs, and prominent oblique abdominal muscles, which were half-hidden in the fabric of the lower body.

Altair suddenly felt a little uneasy. This shouldn't have anything to do with "bad", right?

The male's natural instinct to show off in front of the one he loves took over, and he silently tensed his muscles.

The lines are more obvious and smoother.

"No." After finishing his brainstorming session, Su Muyou patted the bed calmly and said, "Go to sleep."

Altaïr was silent for a moment.

He just lay there blankly, with no thought of changing back into animal form.

He patted his chest as if showing off a product, "Do you want to try sleeping like this?"

The kitten itself was thinking about changing its position, and this was a reasonable recommendation!

The opponent's body is not big and can fit comfortably.

For a moment, Su Muyou couldn't tell whether he was hinting or being frank and ignorant.

He raised his eyebrows, and under the other person's expectant eyes, he lay down.

Likewise, he did not transform back into his animal form.

Just as imagined, the lion was able to hold the kitten completely in its arms.

The situation was different from what he had expected, and Altaïr didn't know what to do.

It becomes a straight lion strip.

The scent of kitten filling his nose was like a temptation that was 100% effective on him.

The blood flow seems to have increased a lot.

If Su Muyu knew what Altaïr was thinking, he would definitely confirm this idea.

As we all know, the blood flow rate is directly related to the heart's blood supply speed.

Because of his posture, he is now leaning against the other person's chest.

I could hear the banging sounds in my ears very clearly, each one getting faster and faster.

Su Muyou closed his eyes to hide the smile in his eyes.

It’s more fun to have a pure lover.

However, there is a word called 'schadenfreude'.

Soon, Su Muyu couldn't laugh anymore.

Because someone was pointing a gun at him.

While revealing his vicious side, he was also ready to make another move.

The previous prayers had no effect.

The one he didn't want to grow up ended up growing even bigger.

Feeling a little angry for some reason, the kitten suddenly slapped the white lion with its paw.

He threatened sternly, "If you dare to move, you'll be dead."

"I can't." Altaïr, who was suddenly hit, felt aggrieved.

But his voice was clearly several times lower and hoarse than usual.

After giving the warning, Su Muyu adjusted his posture to avoid the dangerous objects.

During the process, bumps and scratches are inevitable.

He was fine, but the white lion's breathing became heavier.

His eye sockets turned red from holding back, and his pupils almost looked green.

It's really terrible.

After a busy period, Su Muyu finally fell into a good sleep.

He doesn't sleep well. When he is in beast form, he can't make much waves due to his small size. But it's different when he changes to human form.

In order to prevent him from rolling around like a teleportation, Altaïr had to hold him with both hands.

I was in pain and happy at the same time, and I almost kept my eyes open until dawn.

He was very worried. When would the kitten's fever period come?

Why don't we ask the clan leader if there is anything that can help to urge the situation...

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the next day.

After the hunting team came back, he gossiped with his close tribesmen with a mysterious look on his face.

: A white lion suddenly started bleeding from the nose on the way.

Orcs are in very good health and generally have no concept of getting angry.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

However, they were all adult lions, and many in the special team had already formed bonds, so they reacted quickly.

They exchanged a knowing look with each other, and the smiles on their lips became meaningful.

What's the dissatisfaction here?

Young orcs are full of vigor and vitality.

However, some words change their meaning as they are passed on.

"He was in a hurry, so he could only watch."

"Altaïr and the Son's nights do not go well together."

"he......"

......

"Altaïr can't."

"Oh, it's too miserable for such a young man." The speaker was an older male orc in the tribe. He had just come out of the witch doctor's office, leaning on a crutch.

In front of him, a female orc who was also not young shook her head with pity, "That's right, Master Saint, you are so pitiful."

"How about we recommend our own children to try it?" the male orc suddenly suggested.

The female orc was confused. "Ah? Well, it seems that it is not impossible... Hey, Wizard Xiyan, you are back?"

Although this wandering orc's strength did not fully pass Vina's assessment when he first entered the Lion Tribe.

But these days, his progress can be described as huge.

Not only did he recognize all the basic common medicinal herbs, but when he treated the tribesmen, he also paid attention to "speed, ruthlessness and accuracy".

His technique was quite sophisticated, as if he had dealt with thousands of orcs before, and he didn't look like a half-baked person who was still learning.

So when they were called "witch doctor", they really accepted it wholeheartedly.

"Yeah, I just finished picking herbs." Xi Yan half turned around to reveal the backpack on his back, and then asked with concern, "Is your injury recurring? Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay." The two old orcs immediately waved their hands and said, "We just came to change the medicine!"

"That's good." Xi Yan let out a long breath, and the tension on his face turned into curiosity. "May I ask, what were you trying just now?"