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

Chapter 325 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 18

In nervousness, Su Muyu's hands clenched unconsciously again.

The semicircular animal ears are not only fluffy but also elastic. They bounce back when pressed down and feel great.

Altaïr's eyes wandered for a moment. It didn't hurt, but it felt strange.

He temporarily put it into the uncomfortable zone.

The tail hanging behind it swung and accidentally hit the kitten on its back.

Cat Tail was much more agile than Lion Tail, and before he could react, he was hit back two or three times by the opponent in retaliation.

The force was not strong, it was soft and still not painful.

Altaïr thought of the powers the kitten had been given and felt that the patriarch's words did make some sense.

It is powerful, but weak, and needs to be well protected.

He needs to keep a closer eye on it.

Su Muyou also came back to his senses because of the unexpected touch, and he put down his hand with mixed feelings.

He said weakly, "Why are you still standing there? Go find Yishu."

If you stand there stupidly any longer, you won’t be able to eat fresh lunch.

Upon hearing this, Altaïr, who had been standing in the spot as punishment, started walking again, heading towards the place where Yishu was in his memory.

The speed is slow, but it is steady.

The lazy kitten can still lean on it heartlessly.

There is absolutely no trouble of bumpy and unstable roads.

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The clothes tree is only two or three meters high, with large green leaves hanging down from the top, and the overall look is like a long fishtail skirt.

Su Muyu jumped off Altair's body, walked around the clothing tree twice, and picked out two pieces of cloth that had not been eaten by insects or the like.

He didn't want to have a few bug holes on his clothes.

Su Muyou glanced at the other person, then quickly looked away.

The previous test was still a bit hasty, so he decided to test Altaïr's tolerance and indulgence towards him in more depth.

It's not that I don't have the courage to accept the truth or anything.

He pointed at the leaf he had chosen and ordered confidently, "Pull it off for me."

Picking leaves is not a strenuous task, and a seven or eight-year-old cub can do it by himself.

Altaïr did not think much about it. He followed the direction he pointed and touched the corresponding leaf. He carefully confirmed again, "Is it this one?"

The kitten's pointed ears trembled, revealing a bit of hidden evil.

Su Muyou shook his head seriously, "It's not this, it's that!"

Altaïr paused and moved his hand to the next door. "Is this it?"

"Hmm, it looks just average, let's get one from another tree!"

"This one?"

"No, it's too narrow."

"What about this?"

"dislike!"

Su Muyu just watched him being ordered around, and for a moment a blue cartoon cat named 'Tom' even popped into his mind.

He shook his head, forgetting his poor companion who was always being manipulated.

He had clearly already chosen one, but his tone was a little reluctant. “Forget it, I’ll just go with the one I picked at the beginning.”

Altaïr: "..."

If you still don't realize that you've been fooled, then you're really stupid.

He looked at the kitten expressionlessly.

Su Muyou felt a little guilty when being stared at, but he forced himself not to avoid the other person's gaze.

You finally can't bear it anymore and are you going to get angry?

Just as he was thinking this, Altaïr sighed heavily. He was not angry, but helpless. "Are you sure?"

Su Mu and You Mumu nodded, now it was really certain.

In every aspect.

Altaïr helped pick the large leaves without complaint, folded them in half and flattened them, then held out his hand and said, "Here."

"You take it, I won't." Su Muyou turned his head and looked away, refusing.

This is the duty of the contractor!

Altaïr explained seriously, "If I take it, I won't be able to carry you."

The human-shaped kitten was no longer covered by fur, and the blush on its face was obvious.

Su Muyou walked ahead angrily, "I can walk by myself!"

Which male orc with healthy limbs always needs to be carried by others?

Altaïr stared at the kitten's wagging tail, confused as to why he was suddenly angry, but he asked no questions.

Holding Ye Zi, like a shadow, she followed the other person silently.

However, this silence did not last long, and soon, the sound of gurgling water lingered in the ears.

Coming out from the outskirts of the forest covered with green leaves, the familiar river appeared before my eyes again.

Su Muyou kicked the small stone at his feet into the water as if to vent his anger. With the sound of "splash", he said in a muffled tone, "Carry me."

Altaïr's lips curled up. "Okay."