Dragon and Dessert House

Neal's uncle? !

Hill was taken aback for a moment, then stared at the black pup with utter suspicion, "Don't lie, Neil is a dragon, so he's not a pup."

Being called a puppy, the black puppy frowned, and shouted ferociously: "Are you underestimating me again? Tell you, I am the gate dog of hell, named Cerberus!"

"Puppy."

Hill raised his hand and slammed Cerberus on the head.

"Wow!" Cerberus shrank into a ball, covering his head pitifully.

spineless.

Hill shook his head helplessly, "Do you really know Neil?"

"That's right, I watched Neil grow up." Cerberus stubbornly raised his head, grinning and showing his small fangs, trying to intimidate Phaedoan.However, the immature image of a puppy has no deterrent effect at all. Fei Duoan and Hill looked at each other helplessly and sighed tacitly.

"You don't believe it, you don't believe it!" Cerberus shouted in an extremely noisy voice.

"Then I'll call Neil out of the Sleep Book to confront him." Hill couldn't bear Cerberus' noise, so he had to find a way to call Neil.

"Dream Book?" Cerberus stared at Hill inexplicably for a while, then said, "How could Neil stoop under the little magic tool..."

However, before the words fell, Cerberus was grabbed by an invisible force and flew towards the door suddenly.

"?!" Cerberus fell into the man's hand with a dazed expression on his face. Just as he turned his head and wanted to bark, the dog's mouth was blocked by magic, and he could only let out a wail of "woo hoo" in embarrassment.

Cerberus struggled in vain, Fife's face was gloomy and terrifying, and even Hill couldn't help trembling.

"Phaedoan, animals are prohibited from entering the dessert house." Fafna's voice sounded calm, but it was extremely cold, as if he was holding back his anger, "This is not an example, do you understand?"

Fei Duoan took a deep breath, almost kneeling on the ground in fright.

"...Mr. Fafnir?" Hill cautiously stepped forward to test, Fife's cold face was replaced by a doting smile, "Hill, are you doing well?"

Fafna threw the pup on Fei Duoan casually, and the pup struggled to stand up, trying to roar at Fafna, but couldn't make any sound, and could only roll on the spot angrily.

Phaedoan hurriedly picked up Cerberus and fled through the back door.

Hill nodded and looked at Fafnir uneasily, "Mr. Fafnir, just now it claimed to be Neil's uncle."

There was a slight shake on Fife's nonchalant face, he stretched out his hand, and gently pinched Hill's cheek, as if he was playing with a cute toy.

"Mm... Mr. Fafnir?"

Hill frowned, letting Favna tease him with a swaying body.

Mr. Fafnir trying to divert his attention?Hill was thinking distressedly: Mr. Fafnir has been angry since seeing Cerberus.

"Mr. Fafnir...don't you hate puppies?"

"No." Fafeuna withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, looked around the kitchen, and asked, "What did you do?"

Hill blushed slightly. In fact, when he came to the store, he only woke up one piece of dough, and Phaedoan would do the rest of the work.And Fafna seemed to see Hill's uneasiness, and didn't blame him, "Then let's work harder from now on."

……

There were not many guests, and the work of the dessert house was not as busy as imagined. Hill spent the spare time with Fife as a matter of course.

In the afternoon, Fafner left the dessert house, and Hill lay idly in front of the counter in a daze.

Seeing it, Fei Duoan finally couldn't help reminding Hill: "Hill, if you don't go to the market, there will be no ingredients for dinner tonight."

Jiano went on a trip, and only Hill and Fife were left in Elslan's house.

Hill didn't think that Fafnah would take the initiative to prepare dinner, so he jumped up from his chair immediately after being touched by Fei Duoan, "By the way, I have to go to the market quickly..."

"Come on." Fei Duoan took the money and handed it to Hill, who took the money nervously and went out with Fei Duoan's encouragement.

Following his faint memory, Hill found the direction to the market, but before he took two steps, he was blocked by a furry black mass.

"Do you run errands around the house, Hill."

The black puppy who called himself Hell's Dog, the Warcraft Cerberus, walked up to Hill proudly, talking to Hill with a complacent attitude of "I am your senior".

Why would a pup be so arrogant to himself?

Hill felt very uncomfortable in his heart, but since the other party called out Neil's name, Hill didn't dare to neglect easily, so he knelt down and replied, "That's right, I will be responsible for taking care of Mr. Fafner from today on."

"Taking care of Neil is not easy!"

Cerberus muttered seriously: "What do you want to buy, I can show you the way."

"It's okay," Hill felt a sense of unreliability in the pup's arrogant tone, "I can solve it myself."

"You don't need to be polite to me!" Cerberus didn't know what to do, and insisted on walking in front of Hill, as if leading the way, "I know Neil very well."

I always feel that it is a neil in one mouthful, which is really endless.

But Cerberus really likes Neil?

Hill couldn't help but fell into his own contemplation. As for what Cerberus was rambling about, Hill didn't listen at all.

After buying ingredients from the market, Hill returned home, never expecting Cerberus to follow him shamelessly.Hill had thought it would be afraid of Fafnir, but it didn't seem to be the case.

"Hill, what are you in a daze for?"

Cerberus didn't regard himself as a guest at all, and walked straight towards the house with an anti-customer posture, urging as he walked: "Hurry up, I'm starving to death."

Mr. Fafnir, I'm sorry, I picked up the troublesome things and came home.

Hill silently made atonement to Fafena in his heart, and walked home anxiously.

There was no sign of Fafnor in the living room or in front of the bar, Hill was slightly relieved, Mr. Fafnir must still be working in the room now.In short, Fafnir must not be disturbed by Cerberus going upstairs.

"Don't stand still, hurry up and cook!"

Cerberus jumped onto the high stool and squatted down arrogantly.

"I'm going to cook for Mr. Fafnir." Hill solemnly stated his position, Cerberus kicked his ears with his hind legs, and did not refute, "I know."

Then you are still rambling.

Hill puffed his cheeks and walked into the kitchen in an uncomfortable mood.

"Sill, is there nothing for me to pad my stomach first?" Cerberus suddenly shouted, "Except for the bread just now, I haven't eaten anything today."

"No." Hill brutally refused the request.

Dejectedly, Cerberus put the dog's head on the table and muttered, "Shall I trade you an apple?"

Ayersland has just entered autumn, but it is not yet the season for harvesting fruits. Moreover, Ayersland cannot grow apple trees locally. Apples can only be purchased through traveling merchants. It is bound to wait until late autumn to buy apples from the market. And not necessarily fresh.

"Do you have any apples?"

Hill couldn't hold back his curiosity, and walked to the bar to ask.

"Of course!" Cerberus was very proud when he found that he had successfully attracted Hill's attention, "Look!"

After speaking, Cerberus raised his short front paw, and a bright red cider landed on its paw. "Where I live, there are endless apples!"

It's a real apple.

Hill took the apple, smelled it curiously, and found that the apple had a faint sweet and sour fragrance.The scent is familiar, not sweet plantation apples or sour wild apples.

He knows the taste! ! !

This is……!

"This is the fruit of the apple tree that I pulled out from the farm a long time ago, and this world can't eat it at all!"

Cerberus spoke with a sense of complacency, shaking his ears and wagging his tail happily.