The evil demon king in the puppy stage grabs my little biscuits

"Don't worry! My dear, grandma warmed a pot of goat's milk and a pot of milk for you. The temperature is just like the milk your mother feeds you. Are you happy?"

In the dining room, the two elves listened to the movement in the bedroom.

DiCaro grinned when he heard it, and pinched his throat sourly to imitate the tone of the witch grandma: "The temperature is like the milk that your mother feeds you~ Tch! With the shape of a little fat dragon, it looks like a baby who pays attention to the temperature of milk. Does it look like?"

"Hush!" Hino listened nervously and expectantly.

"Ang? Aang?"

As expected, the cub uttered the tone that was unique to summoning Hino.

Shino immediately took a deep breath like a spring breeze.

Terrence DeCarlo stared inexplicably at the strange reaction of the blond elf.

"It's all right, grandma is here! What are you afraid of? Come on, grandma hug... Hey! Hey! Why are you getting under the covers again? The sun is shining on your little tail!"

"On? On? On?"

Di Carlo reminded Hino: "The little chubby dragon has to find you every time he wakes up, and he is probably crawling all over the bed looking for you. Why don't you hug him for a while, and then ask grandma to help you?" take care of."

Hino has been waiting for this word for a long time.

"I really can't do anything about Ilsa." Shino put down the fork and stood up with a proud face, and turned gracefully to the bedroom.

The grandmother of the Wu family doesn't understand that what comforts the cub is not the care experience summed up by the royal priests, but love and sincerity, which are accumulated through mutual trust in crisis after crisis, and perseverance...

Hino strode into the bedroom with arrogance, and suddenly there was a thunderbolt from the blue sky!

The cub is obediently lying on grandma's lap, enjoying grandma's gentle back massage.

Grandma noticed someone coming in from the corner of her eyes, and immediately turned her head to ask Xinuo suspiciously: "What are you doing here? Have you finished your breakfast? Are the meatloaf made by grandma not delicious?"

"Uh..." Hino explained awkwardly: "I heard Ilsa calling me all the time, I'm afraid you can't bear it so noisy, so come..."

The grandma raised her head and laughed, and waved her hand at Hino: "Eat with peace of mind, with grandma here to take care of it, it won't even remember who its real mother is, let alone the other people who raised it, so don't worry about it. "

Hino: "..."

Can he not worry about it!He is the elf responsible for teaching Ilsa to be a good dragon, how could he be forgotten so quickly!

Are dragons such an ungrateful race?

Obviously, I had to see him after waking up before to feel at ease. Why did I become obedient after being massaged twice by this witch grandma?

Grandma hasn't even nursed it yet!

Not reconciled, Hino walked to the bedside to observe the magic of the massage technique of the Wu family grandma.

A closer look revealed that she didn't seem to be massaging her back, but she was gently rubbing along the edge of the young scales on Ilsa's back with the pulp of her index finger.

With the speed of her rubbing, the cub's little feet will vibrate as a conditioned reflex, which seems to be tickling the cub.

"I wipe it clean after feeding every day." Shino explained guiltily, "It shouldn't be itchy."

Grandma looked up at the elf, shook her head triumphantly, rubbed the edge of the young scales, and explained: "Dragon scales are gradually formed from the spine scales to the two sides. There is no change for such a big young dragon, but It will feel a little uncomfortable at the edge where the scales meet, get up and scratch it every day, it will be good all day long, and it won’t always need to be hugged.”

"..." This simply resolved the long-standing doubts for Hino.

No wonder this little guy always likes to lean his back against his arms and wriggle around. It turned out that his back was itchy and he rubbed against him like a tree.

Xinuo thought that the young dragon liked being held in this position all the time, so these days, he held this little weight in his arms almost all the time, and the muscle lines of his arms became more striking.

Well, this point is considered to be Hino's lack of thoughtfulness. After grandma finishes scratching her back, Ilsa should think of him, right?

In the name of learning massage techniques, Hino continued to stand aside and wait to take over the young dragon.

Grandma quickly finished scratching its back, picked up the cute young dragon and sat on her lap, and coaxed softly: "Is the little belly hungry? If you are hungry, shake your tail twice and spread the little dragon's wings~"

Ilsa's empty pupils gradually returned to focus, "Ang! Aang!"

It raised its chubby face vigilantly, and cast its gaze at Hino.

Shino opened his hands happily——

The grandmother of the Wu clan suddenly raised her hand, created a female dragon frequency, and repeated the simple command just now in the communication method of the dragon clan.

Ilsa's purple pupils, who were about to stretch out their small fleshy claws towards Hino, suddenly emptied.

Probably because it hadn’t received a female dragon’s comprehensible frequency for too long, the young dragon jumped up excitedly, raised its chubby face and opened its wings forcefully to the grandmother of the Wu clan, and flicked its fat tail twice .

"Hmm! Mmm!" After completing the "task", the young dragon immediately put his head into the arms of the Wu clan grandma, sniffing constantly with the tip of his nose, trying to find a familiar aura from her.

"Good~good~" grandma picked up the little fat dragon and patted it softly, "Grandma doesn't know where your mother is, but she will make you the happiest baby dragon, okay?"

"Ang wu~" The cub was buried comfortably in grandma's arms.

"So cute~ You are the most fearless baby dragon that grandma has ever seen." Grandma picked up the cub and stood up... It was the first time she didn't stand up, so she kicked her legs with all her strength, and finally stood up: "It's also the most Shen's head..."

Just as she turned her head to say hello, she saw the blond elf standing aside pouted, squinting at the baby dragon in her arms.

"What's wrong with you, little guy?" Grandma touched the little elf's forehead with one hand: "Is there any discomfort?"

"No, I'm fine." Hino hurriedly calmed down the sourness.

"Then go eat breakfast." Grandma cheerfully hugged the young dragon and went out.

Hino crossed his arms and took a deep breath to ease his emotions, but he couldn't help but called to the grandmother of the Wu tribe before the young dragon disappeared from sight: "You still have a lot of work to do in the manor? Why don't you let me feed it?" milk?"

"Manor?" Grandma turned around holding the cub in shock: "Leave this hungry baby dragon and take care of some fruit trees?" The morals of the world have really changed! Where is the benevolence and kindness of the children of the elves now!"

"Hahahahahahahaha!" Di Carlo beside the wooden table slapped his legs and laughed loudly: "This little fat man was taken away so obediently, I thought it recognized Hino and was determined!"

Tai Lun also chuckled: "Dragon Clan always pays attention to practicality and does not go around the bush. If someone can take care of it more comfortably, of course it..."

Before he finished speaking, Tai Lun suddenly noticed that Di Carlo was winking at him nervously. Tai Lun followed his gaze and turned his head to look, and was suddenly startled—Xinuo was holding his hand with his head down and murderous expression. The knife stood beside him!

"Of course it..." The desire to survive made Tai Lun reorganize the language: "I will always remember the kind elf who fed it the first milk in times of crisis."

Di Carlo also nodded solemnly with regret: "Don't forget, there is also the witty elf who was the first to guess that 'Ilsa' is the name of this young dragon. ’, this young dragon may have lost control in desperation.”

"Hmm..." The mermaid boy and the silver-haired elf nodded their heads in unison under the gaze of the blond elf holding the table knife.

"Pa——" Hino slapped the knife on the table, stepped on the bench and sat down with Dama Jindao, muttering with a gloomy expression: "I should have guessed that the dependence of the dragon clan is all illusions, and there is no frequency of female dragons." , How can I teach it to be a good dragon? The first time we meet it, we should kill it mercilessly, and giving affection will only bring us into a desperate situation."

Tyronn and DeCarlo immediately moved a seat aside, away from the sight of the blond elf who was about to "assassinate".

Tyronn whispered to Di Carlo: "It wasn't like this when he was bouncing around me and shouting heroes."

Di Carlo: "This is his true face. You still have time to escape to Beihai, otherwise you will be his hero when you are well-behaved, and his seafood reserve food when you are not well-behaved."

Tai Lun narrowed his eyes: "Why don't you go first?"

Di Carlo shrugged: "No way, I have already regarded him as a brother after seeing his true face, and I can only be responsible to him to the end."

Tyron: "Now he has me, it doesn't matter if you're here or not."

Hino raised his head suddenly, and stared at the mermaid and elf opposite with a ferocious expression: "You! You can't! For a moment! Get along peacefully!"

The little mermaid and Elf brother who were bickering immediately bowed their heads quietly and ate the meat pie, not daring to provoke the little elf who was in pain.

"What's going on! Little ones! Let's see what's going on with this little baby!" The voice of the Wu clan's grandma suddenly came from outside the door.

Hino immediately turned his head to look, and saw grandma holding the milk jug in one hand and holding Ilsa in the other, rushing into the door in a panic, and explaining to them: "Little darling refuses to eat milk or goat's milk. Twirling and wanting to get down, and...and making strange noises! How can there be a dragon called 'Aang Anang'! I have raised two dragons, but I have never heard them call that!"

"Ang! Aang!" The cub twisted even more when it saw Shino, and kept grabbing in his direction with its small meaty claws.

Hino's full heart was cleared of the cloud in an instant, and he raised his head and said to the Wu family grandmother: "Why don't you let me try it? Maybe it's not used to being breastfed by others."

When the grandma heard the words, she seemed to have violated her authority. She raised her neck and hugged the cub tightly: "It's definitely not the reason. It doesn't like to drink goat's milk and cow's milk. Maybe you have given it a bad habit of eating snacks before!"

"Ang! Aang!" The cub was still waving its claws at Hino.

Hino got up and gently took the cub and the milk pot from the grandma. The grandma still had an expression of disbelief, but Hino whispered to her, "Trust me."

He sat slowly on the bench with the baby dragon in his arms, shook the milk jug in his hand, and the baby dragon immediately spread its belly and leaned against his arms as usual, gnawing its little paws and waiting to be fed.

Shino used a spoon to deliver the warm goat's milk into the cub's mouth.

The grandma beside her was full of reluctance, and she reached out to hug the cub after a while: "I understand, it is used to feeding with a spoon, let me do it!"

"I'll do it myself." Shino raised his head and said with his arms around the lost cub, "It's used to me feeding it."

Grandma looked at the elf in amazement, and realized that the kid was competing with her for the joy of raising the cub.

This is the baby dragon she has been waiting for for 100 years!

Grandma turned her back angrily, rolled her eyes, and suddenly turned around and took away the plate of unfinished meatloaf on the table: "Since you want to take care of the young dragon yourself, you just want to become an adult in advance, after that You can prepare your own breakfast, and you have to work yourself in exchange for food!"

As long as these children are busy with the work in the manor, they will definitely not have time to take care of the cubs, so they can only let her help take care of them. Grandma's wishful thinking is cracking.

Di Carlo, who was not yet full, looked at the flying meatloaf in shock: "..."

Hurry up and return that little fat man to grandma!