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

Chapter 327 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 19

Altaïr couldn't understand what Su Muyu was meowing.

However, the doubt in the rising ending tone broke through the language barrier and reached his heart simply and clearly.

He was a thick-skinned man and didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior.

But amidst the soft and thin cat cry, I suddenly felt that the leaves in my hands were a little hot.

Altaïr felt an urge to hide the item, and so he did.

Without saying anything, soak the washed leaves in water again.

Su Muyou saw his attempt to cover his ears and steal the bell, and suddenly he understood what the other party had just smelled.

Although the child is still young, being small does not mean he is not perverted.

Sometimes, when faced with certain habits of his lover, he feels helpless.

The gurgling stream was refreshing, and Altaïr felt the heat subside under the rush of the water.

He picked up the thing and wrung it out as if nothing had happened, so seriously that the scene just now seemed like just a false mirage.

The preparations for the clothes were complete, so there was no reason to stay here any longer.

Altaïr stood up and looked up at the 'master' who was sitting in the tree. "Son, it's time to go back."

Su Muyu's sleepiness was scared away by his perverted behavior and he didn't hesitate.

As usual, I stretched my body and relaxed my lazy muscles.

Then using its sharp claws, it climbed down the tree smoothly.

Altaïr's gaze lingered on his raised buttocks for a moment, and he remained silent.

Lions, also members of the cat family, also stretch in this way.

But Altaïr had lived on the edge of the territory since he was a child and rarely communicated with his tribesmen.

Excluding the vague childhood memories, this was the first time he saw another orc do this in front of him.

It felt like a feather was sweeping back and forth across my heart.

Altaïr tightened his grip on the clothesline leaves and thought: The kitten must actually trust him quite a bit, otherwise, why would it fall asleep?

Orcs and orcs, the beasts are in front and the humans are behind.

Animals' nature often overrides their reason, which is why they often have conflicts.

From different tribes to competing individuals, fighting is the norm over a disagreement.

Males are usually more aggressive than females.

Under normal circumstances, males who have not established a trusting relationship rarely let their guard down.

The covenantor of the Son.

Altaïr silently repeated his new identity. Was this the reason?

The kitten walked leisurely for a long distance, only to find that the person who was responsible for carrying the bag was not following him at all.

Due to communication difficulties, he could only switch back and forth between human form and animal form.

"Why are you still standing there?" Su Muyou, who had a solid character, said impatiently. He did not change his attitude after discovering Bai Shi's true identity. "Follow me."

He secretly wondered whether it was possible that his lover, who had become the Beast God, would give him a cheat.

For example, no matter what form you are in, you can communicate with orcs of all races without any obstacles...

Altaïr came back to his senses and took two steps before he remembered what he had forgotten.

After being entrusted with the important task of being the Holy Son Contractor by the clan leader, he could no longer come and go as freely as before.

First of all, it is definitely not okay to live in a place that was previously far away from the group, but right next to the kittens.

"Son of God, you go back first. I need to go home to pack my things." Altaïr explained truthfully while preparing to move.

Su Muyou pursed his lips.

As a tasker who has experienced several worlds, he doesn't care about unimportant people or things.

If the white lion in front of him was just a white lion, then its tragic past had nothing to do with him. At most he could sigh and feel a little sympathy.

But now, he was really curious:

I want to know about my lover’s past and see what the place where he grew up is like.

Unfortunately, he was still burdened with tasks and could not do things as he wished.

Su Muyou resisted the urge to sigh, raised his chin slightly, and showed disdain on his face, "It's up to you, but I won't take the leaves."

Even if you wring out the things that have just been taken out of the water, they will still be wet.

Although they only picked one leaf, this one was taller than the others.

Even if you fold it in half several times, it's still a big lump. If you take it yourself, you'll get wet to some extent.

Cats don't like that feeling.

The two trips back and forth across the river also helped Altaïr to master some of his characteristics. He nodded considerately, "Yes, I will take it."

He didn't have much stuff, so it didn't matter if he just carried a piece of clothing with him.

Su Muyou said "Oh" in a neutral tone.

Don't use the excuse that 'it's inconvenient to pack up' to invite him to go with you, forget it!

He turned and left without hesitation.

If the clothes he was wearing had no pockets, he would have put his hands in his pockets to fully interpret the indifference of a cool guy.

Altaïr looked at his back, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Looks like you're angry?

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Su Muyu followed his memory and returned to his own little house.

Before I got close, I noticed that there was a lot of commotion around me.

The lions transformed into human form carried simple tools and carried back and forth the soil and stones needed to build houses.

The dust was flying and his nose felt a little itchy, so he couldn't help but sneeze.

The orcs raised their heads sharply and looked towards the source of the sound. When they found out who it was, their faces showed either curiosity or awe.

The kitten's true nature has not yet been fully exposed, and everyone still respects him for possessing the power of the Beast God.

The lion chief was also among them. He coughed lightly as a reminder and took the lead in greeting, "Sir Saint, you are back."

The other lion tribe members then greeted him in a scattered and friendly manner.

Su Muyou nodded expressionlessly, "What are you doing?"

"Build a house next to yours for Altaïr to live in." The Lion Chief said concisely.

Although he saw the white lion carrying Xiao Sanhua out of a house with his own eyes this morning, he estimated that last night's rain was largely responsible for it.

Rather than betting on how long the kitten's sympathy will last, it's better to be prepared.

Su Muyou did not comment. He nodded to indicate that he knew about this matter, then opened the door of his room.

The lion chief had something to ask, such as the abilities of the people he had healed in the morning, but now was not a good time.

He put away the regret in his heart and told his tribesmen, "Be as gentle as possible and don't disturb the Holy Son."

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In order to prevent dust generated by the construction from drifting into the house, Su Muyu also closed the door.

It was a little dim, but cats have good night vision, so it didn't have much of a problem.

However, before he could sit down on the bed to rest for a while, something strange happened.

A firefly-like halo lit up, flickering, and became the size of a fist. In the blink of an eye, it was as big as his head.

Su Muyou felt a surge of heat on his forehead and arms.

This is the place where the Beast God left his mark.