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

Chapter 368 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 60

Forks and soup spoons are not difficult to use. Compared to chopsticks, although they are simple to make, they require certain skills to operate, so Xi Yan did not prepare any.

There were two sets of cutlery on the tray. When he stood up, he had already put away the set he had used.

He did not take advantage of the orcs' casualness to take advantage of the kitten in such a place.

The poison test is completed.

Su Muyu carefully observed Xi Yan's expression and found no obvious changes.

As long as it is not an ingredient that can instantly make a person faint or kill them once it enters the stomach, he doesn't need to worry too much as he has a trump card.

The aroma of the two bowls of dishes had already aroused his appetite, and now he finally picked up the remaining tableware with confidence.

Of course, he did not forget to pretend to be unskilled in order to avoid being exposed.

While the kitten was busy, the human doctor and the white lion's eyes met again from a distance.

Xi Yan was a little surprised. He didn't expect the other party to be so patient.

It is assumed that when he and the kitten eat from the same bowl of food, the kitten should be furious.

In this way, he, who was scolded even though he had done good things, had the opportunity to make use of the situation.

Pity.

Altaïr was not happy, but he just blew a heavy breath at him through his nose.

The kitten didn't eat much meat just now and is still hungry.

This alone was enough for him to endure his unhappiness for the time being.

Moreover, he thought of Avril, who had just deliberately reminded him.

Speaking honestly does not mean being stupid.

Altaïr had figured out that this was done out of caution and for safety reasons.

Su Muyou ate grilled fish first.

As far as his cat's current taste buds are concerned, there is really nothing to fault with them, which makes him admire the veterinarian even more.

Just as he was about to take a sip of the fish soup, he felt something furry at his feet.

His movement holding the spoon froze, he lowered his eyes and saw that the white lion had secretly placed its tail loosely on his calf.

Asserting sovereignty, but quietly.

Su Muyou's heart softened. After all, she was a 'contractor', so he should just spoil her a little!

Just consider it as a reward for being a good boy and not causing any trouble.

He continued drinking the fish soup without stopping his hands.

At the same time, he adjusted his movements casually.

Cross your legs and trap someone's tail in the gap between your ankles.

Altaïr glanced at the kitten quickly, not caring about his displeasure anymore.

If he were in human form at this moment, his face would definitely be flushed red.

He tried hard to convince himself that tucking his tail did not mean mating, but his heartbeat was still getting faster and faster.

The tail couldn't move, but the tip of the fur ball still swayed restlessly.

Altaïr only hated that the lion's tail was not as flexible as a snake's, otherwise, he would have to wrap it around eight or ten times!

Sticking to a kitten and being stuck to by a kitten are two completely different feelings!

Xi Yan, who was staring at him, immediately noticed that Bai Shi was not in good condition.

He took a calm look at the other person's current situation and discovered his intimacy with Su Muyu without much effort.

A breath of anger instantly got stuck in my throat.

He should be under the car.

But he didn't want to go.

Xi Yan broke the silence and asked gently, "Sir, how does it taste?"

Just like a chef who simply cares about the customer experience.

However, if you look closely, you can find that the smile on his face has a kind of "smiling on the outside but not on the inside" feeling.

Su Muyou, who didn't want to be involved in the Shura field again, ate his meal without raising his head, "Not bad."

"Well, how about I continue to do it for you in the future?"

Xi Yan took advantage of the situation and put out more chips, "I know many ways to cook fish, and I'm also good at other ingredients. I won't let you down."

If his modern colleagues and suitors were here, their jaws would probably drop when they saw him promoting himself in such a humbly manner!

Who would have thought that the steady doctor who seemed gentle but always kept a distance from others had such a face?

Su Muyou swallowed the food in his mouth and began to think seriously.

Objectively speaking, Xi Yan's cooking skills are on par with those of Guaidonggui.

From a human perspective, handmade products have more soul than those produced by electronic data.

However, what immediately attracted him to the former was that he didn’t have to eat it secretly.

I feel a lot better for my stomach.

Moreover, orcs are a race that follows their nature to pursue enjoyment, so it would be unreasonable to refuse them.

Altaïr, whose mood had just soared to the sky, was pulled down again by external factors.

His golden eyes were filled with dissatisfaction, and he couldn't sit still and let out a small growl.

He had already felt uneasy after hearing their previous conversation about the kitten catching the fish himself.

Now, I don’t even want to pretend to have the right to prepare meals.

The other party does this job, so what does he do?

"I'm sorry, I don't understand lion language."

Xi Yan was not frightened at all, and put on an innocent expression, "Are you, not agreeing to let the Holy Son eat delicious food?"

Su Muyou, who was trying to divert the conflict by talking nonsense, said: "......"

Altaïr, who was forcibly blamed, said: "?"

He glanced at the kitten in panic, and felt relieved when he didn't see any strange suspicion on the kitten's face.

As the anxiety faded, anger surged.

"Roar!" Altaïr had no intention of taking care of Xi Yan and rudely cursed him in lion language.

The sound was so loud that the whole house seemed to shake.

Several heads popped out from the door one after another. They were the guards including Avril.

What a dirty curse! Did Artair discover that Xi Yan was leading them to snatch the fishing job?

Su Muyou raised a hand and gently patted the white lion's head, "Be quiet."

It's so close that my ears hurt.

As for the fact that the other party said dirty words...

He was scolding himself, so as an "outsider" he couldn't say much.

"Ou." Altaïr's voice immediately became softer. Not only that, he rubbed the other's palm with a gentle expression that was completely different from his previous ferocious expression.

The kitten could understand what he said, but the other party didn't say "shut up", just said to speak more quietly.

What is this indicating?

This shows that the kitten also agrees with his point of view.

This shows that he was right to curse.

Xi Yan is a despicable orc who attempts to destroy the harmony of other people's families.

Xi Yan, who was standing aside, watched their interaction intently.

He could guess that the white lion must not have said anything nice.

However, the animal languages ​​of each race are not mutually intelligible. This is why he can still pretend to be an orc and not arouse suspicion even though he clearly cannot understand the roar of a lion.

He doesn't understand, and the kitten probably doesn't understand either.

Although this stop was not enough, they had only known each other for a short time, and he was already very satisfied with this situation.

Xi Yan was not too sad. After all, if he didn't have a strong enough mentality, he couldn't be a "madman".

After deciding to join the kitten's family, he had already made sufficient mental preparations.

Just like that, Su Muyu hid himself in the invisible smoke of war, in the rich psychological activities and self-strategies of his lover's two soul fragments.

congratulations.

Of course, the dispute between the two of them did not end there.

Xi Yan's eyes fell on the kitten's other hand that was still holding the fork, and he pursed his lips, "Does Saint Son need it? I'll listen to you."

Since he couldn't understand the lion's language, he just pretended that he couldn't hear it.

The guards who were watching the excitement by the door frame felt their teeth aching and grimaced.

Look at what he said, how much loyalty it shows!

When he thought that the object of his flattery was the Holy Son, the disgust in his heart plummeted.

: They learned it too.

Su Muyou met Xi Yan's expectant gaze and nodded, "Okay."

This is a decision that was made long ago.

"Thank you, Saint Son." Although he was clearly volunteering to be a chef for others for free, and was even paying for it, the smile on Xi Yan's face was much more genuine.

The plan has taken another big step forward.

The only one who was hit was Altaïr.

His eyes widened. He didn't expect that he, who was supposed to have the advantage, was now beaten into the dust of the loser.

"Ow?"

Xi Yan prepared the meal, but what about him? What should he do?

There was obvious grievance in the white lion's roar.

Su Muyou originally wanted to speak out to comfort him, but the human doctor present and the head that popped out from the door frame with a strong presence made him give up the idea of ​​answering.

The hand still on the other's head patted it gently, and he said calmly, "Open your mouth."

The topic changed suddenly, but Altaïr still did as he was told.

Su Muyou forked some grilled fish with a fork and shook it into the other party's bloody mouth, "Try it?"

Altaïr's whole body froze instantly, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

If the kitten hadn't put it into his mouth personally, he would have probably vomited it out.

However, when he caught a glimpse of someone's not-so-good-looking expression out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly felt that it was not so unacceptable.

Some happiness is built on the suffering of others.

Altaïr held his breath and chewed the food in his mouth mechanically, as if he were eating poison.

Although lions and cats both belong to the feline family, their different growth habits and other factors lead to their different preferences.

Su Muyou felt that the food was quite good and to his taste, but in his opinion it was just average.

A fair evaluation, the full score is only 6.5 points out of 10.

Considering the despicable temperament of the orcs who cooked these, two more points will be deducted.

How could Xi Yan not see the contempt in Bai Shi’s eyes?

He was usually calm, but at this moment he gritted his teeth.

It’s true that wild boars can’t eat fine chaff.

After Su Muyou saw the white lion swallowing, he slowly asked, "How is it?"

Altaïr wanted to shake his head, but seeing how deliciously the kitten was eating, it would seem like he would be denying the kitten's taste if he said something bad.

In the end, he nodded hesitantly.

This is truly a decision that goes against one’s conscience.

"Well, from now on, you can take the prey you catch directly to Xi Yan for processing." Since he nodded, Altaïr should understand why he wanted a human doctor to cook for him.

Su Muyu made the final decision and leveled the playing field under harsh conditions.

No one was idle.

This is what adults do, all in.

It’s a small Shura field, and we have everything in hand.

Altaïr's eyes lit up. This didn't mean he was excluded!

He licked the kitten's palm, and a purring sound like an engine came out of his throat.

Gladly agreed.

It would be better to give the food to Xi Yan to deal with. He will have some free time to spend more time with the kitten!

The guards outside the door looked at Bai Shi's visibly relaxed expression and silently gave him a thumbs-up.

He is worthy of being their Holy Son.

The females' eyes sparkled, and they learned...they could do the same to their jealous partners when they got home.

It really wasn’t a wasted trip today.

Su Muyu retracted his hand as if he was scalded. Although Altair did the fur licking for him secretly, there were so many other orcs here!

If he keeps licking others all the time, where is his face?

The kitten frowned and scolded, "Don't lick it."

Altaïr wailed twice, stopped licking him, and rubbed his shoulder instead.

Su Muyu didn't eat much and was still hungry, so he turned his head and continued eating, leaving him alone.

Xi Yan looked at the two orcs who were in close contact with each other and sneered in his heart.

Treat him as a housekeeper?

Well, this is the path he chose, and he has to swallow it no matter how unhappy he is.

I just hope that a certain smug stinky lion can be prepared for the family of two to become three.

Looking at the kitten eating happily, the dark indignation in Xi Yan's heart gradually subsided.

He's not in a hurry.

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Altaïr found himself liking the evenings more and more.

Apart from being able to cuddle with the kitten, there are no other annoying orcs around.

There were only the two of them in the room.

After quickly cleaning himself up, he lay down on the bed and told the kitten, "I'm ready."

Su Mu was silent.

Fortunately, the other party is in animal form now. If he were in human form lying here, wouldn't he be the evil concubine who bewitched the king?

Putting aside all the random thoughts, he transformed himself into a small calico cat and jumped onto the bed.

Altaïr skillfully held him between his paws and licked his fur patiently.

The kitten's hair is relatively long, but it is not completely a long-haired breed.

This is directly related to the fact that she was mistaken for a female.

The fur color was like that of a female, and the gender characteristics were covered by the fur on its tail. Dick then carried the injured boy back to the tribe.

Perhaps the first level of hatred has been transferred to Xi Yan.

Thinking of this, Altaïr suddenly became more tolerant towards Dick.

Forget it. If the other party acts sarcastic again tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, he will just endure it.

Su Muyu was also thinking about hair.

Since coming into this world, he has never vomited a hair ball.

Before, the healing power could relieve stomach discomfort.

Later, the task of licking the fur fell on Altaïr, saving him some energy.

Su Muyu began to wonder if the other party would vomit?

It's not my own, I just lick his fur for a while.

It was difficult to communicate in animal form, so he pressed his paw against the white lion's cheek to stop his movements.

Turn it outward.

"What's wrong?" Altaïr asked in confusion.