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

Looking at the plate of meatloaf held by the grandma of the Wu tribe, and looking sideways at the little elf who was happily feeding the young dragon, Tai Lun responded seriously: "Of course we have to earn our own money to hunt, thank you for the breakfast you made today , was delicious, better than any food I can remember eating on land."

The grandmother of the Wu clan held the meatloaf she had marinated pettishly, the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up, and she asked in a deep voice, "What about the food made by your grandma?"

Tai Lun smiled bitterly: "Eating in the sea does not require cooking, and there is no seasoning. The food is not delicious if eaten raw, and I have never met my grandma."

The grandmother of the Wu clan thought for a while, and immediately ran to the little mermaid, picked up several pieces of meatloaf and put them on his plate, proudly said: "This will also be the most delicious food you have ever eaten on land, as long as you like it Eat some!"

DiCaro's eyes became greener, and he imitated Tai Lun and said, "I haven't seen my grandma either!"

The grandmother of the Wu clan gave Tai Lun some meatloaf, while squinting at him: "Oh. Really?"

Di Carlo: "..."

Why is there such a big difference in attitude?

Do mermaids have preferential treatment?Can you drink fresh milk and eat the best meatloaf on land?

Hino on the opposite side of the table reminded Di Carlo with mouth shapes: "The point is to praise the meatloaf she made is delicious!"

Di Carlo suddenly realized that he was about to change the way of begging for meat pies, when he saw that the witch grandma had already put a plate of meat pies into the Tailun dinner plate.

"Eat more, you look thin." Grandma patted the back of Tai Lun's head.

Tai Lun looked up at her obediently: "Thank you for your hospitality, I can fish for you."

DeCarlo stretched out his sinful claws towards Tai Lun's dinner plate while the two were talking. Although Tai Lun looked up obediently at grandma, his right hand vigilantly stuck the fork in front of De Carlo's paws, Action warns him to stay away from the meatloaf.

What a mermaid with two faces!

Grandma was proudly preparing to go out with an empty plate, then stopped at the door, turned her head to look at Hino, and hinted unwillingly: "I'm just doing some insignificant farm work in the manor. If you want to do other things, you can do it anytime." Let me help you take care of the baby dragon."

Hino held the cub calmly, looked up and asked her, "Can you teach me how to understand the cub's behavior?"

"Of course!" As a former royal dragon-breeding priest, the grandma of the Wu clan has not been asked for her skills for hundreds of years.

Hino's advice made her feel that she has a place to play again, and she is no longer a woman who can only cook and do farm work in an unknown manor.

She walked up to Hino, looked at the young dragon in his arms, looked at Hino enviously, and said softly: "The young dragons under the age of seven have a special intuition, they know who cares more about them. You give It’s amazing how safe a baby dragon has lost its mother, without relying on any kind of witchcraft.”

Xinuo looked up at the old lady in surprise: "You seem to care more about it than I do."

The smile on the corner of Wuzu's grandma stopped, and she lowered her eyes in disappointment.

The young dragon's intuition is unmistakable, and this elf cares more about the young dragon than she does.

All she has learned all her life is to take care of the Dragon Clan for the Aowei royal family. After joining Snow Deer with her husband, she feels that she seems to have lost the meaning of existence.

The sudden appearance of the young dragon awakened her self-esteem, but what she really cared about was not only the chubby young dragon, but also her own long-sleeping pride.

"It's the luck of this young dragon to meet you." The grandma of the Wu tribe patted Hino on the head.

Hino grinned and showed her small white teeth: "It is also its luck to meet you."

"Of course!" After getting what she wanted, the grandma of the Wu clan immediately held her head high and boasted: "If I hadn't met me, this young dragon would have been raised by you to make me foolish!"

Hino: "..."

He shouldn't have flattered this feisty old lady!

Grandma walked briskly to the door, turned around and announced: "My name is Bonnie, you children will call me Grandma Bonnie in the future, first go to the manor to see what farm work you can do, and come when you think about it." Tell grandma."

"Understood, Grandma Bonnie." The three children answered obediently in unison.

"On?" The cub in Xino's arms looked up at Xino.

"You don't have to work, baby." Grandma told the young dragon happily: "As long as you understand more languages ​​than your brothers and sisters before the age of five, you will be the most powerful baby dragon!"

Di Carlo asked: "Does this little fat man have brothers and sisters?"

Grandma beamed happily: "Those are the two little babies I raised before."

Di Carlo nodded silently. It seems that Grandma Bonnie has directly classified this little fat man as her third grandson.

The three teenagers took a young dragon, and thus started a leisurely life in Aiden and Bonnie's manor.

Snow Deer's territory covers the entire Dongli Continent, but the population is not densely populated.

Aiden is the guardian priest of the northern region, but the Snow Deer Dynasty does not pay him a salary, this is a drudgery he does voluntarily.

As a border, the vicinity of the enchantment will be invaded by the outside world from time to time, so the residents are even rarer and the resources are extremely rich.

Di Carlo made a new bow by himself, cut a lot of wooden arrows, and hunted enough game every day.

Tyron is an expert at fishing, but because the mermaids are inconvenient to control, and the barrier of snow deer isolates all sea areas, Tyron cannot catch food in the sea, which makes him very uncomfortable.

The two companions brought back more than enough food every day, so Xinuo stayed at the manor to do some farm work, and learned more about the dragon behavior from Grandma Bonnie.

There is also the way of communication of the Dragon Clan.

Due to the different races, Shino has no way to learn Bonnie's witchcraft, but through witchcraft, Bonnie proudly allows Shino to experience the real way of communication of the dragon race.

This special experience made Hino fully understand why the Dragon Clan is more obsessed with their own "language".

The communication method of the dragon race is much more intuitive, and it can even convey more emotions than the language of other races.

They communicate by sending out and receiving a special frequency, and directly forming a perceptual picture in the brain.

Before the experience started, Grandma Bonnie asked Hino: "What do you want Ilsa to tell you?"

Hino was surprised: "Is it already talking?"

Grandma Bonnie said with a smile: "The real dragon language does not need to be 'learned'."

Hino couldn't understand this sentence for the time being, but he was very excited.

He stared at Ilsa in his arms for a moment, then turned his head nervously to grandma's ear, and told her in a low voice, "I want to know what kind of elf I am in Ilsa's eyes."

Grandma Bonnie said in surprise: "This is a very important question. The young dragon's thinking is very simple, and the way of expression is also very abstract. You may not get the answer you want. This witchcraft consumes a lot of spiritual power and takes a long time to perform. Once, are you sure you want to ask this question?"

Hino lowered his eyes and thought about it carefully, raised a pair of golden pupils to look at grandma expectantly, and nodded with a pursed smile.

Grandma Bonnie raised her eyebrows and said, "Then, get ready—"

She raised her hand to draw a few curse marks in the air, and chanted silently for a while, then raised her hand to gently put the faintly bright curse marks in the void into her palm, and pushed them towards Shino.

Hino felt as if he had suddenly entered a colorful world, surrounded by strange... little dolls?

There was a little tiger running in circles not far away, only the size of a little squirrel.

There are also strange things floating in front of my eyes, such as...a pot of milk?

Granny Bonnie's voice suddenly came from beside her ears: "What you saw was something Ilsa often thought of when she was in a daze. Now, I'm going to ask it the question you want to ask, focus on—"

Hino felt that a piece of colorful light suddenly poured into this world.

"Ang! Aang!" The cub immediately yelled twice.

In the world where Hino lived, a little boy with blond hair about half a meter tall appeared. There were many ferocious little tigers grinning and threatening in front of the boy. The boy shouted in horror: "Come here! Come here!"

Then, a huge...

Huge lavender fat dragon!Appearing in front of the little blond boy, facing the little tigers, he spread out his dragon wings, which were very small compared to his body size, and the tigers were immediately frightened by the giant dragon and fled in all directions.

The huge fat dragon jumped up, turned around, bowed his head and flicked his tail, and proudly called out to the little blond boy, "Aang!"

The little boy tiptoed happily, stretched out his hand and patted the dragon's belly, and praised sincerely: "Ilsa is amazing! Ilsa is amazing! Ilsa is so good! Come here! Come here! Ilsa is so good! "

Just when Hino wanted to decipher the weird picture in front of him, this fantasy world disappeared.

He hurriedly opened his eyes, and saw Grandma Bonnie holding her chest and panting aside.

"Ang! Aang!" Hino was attracted by the cub's cry, lowered his head, and saw Ilsa proudly raised her fat head to him with her belly up, waiting for praise.

"How did this little guy answer you?" Grandma Bonnie calmed down, and immediately asked Hino curiously: "Does it regard you as a new nurturer to protect it?"

Hino: "...I... I haven't quite understood what it answered. The question you asked it is not wrong, right?"

Grandma Bonnie said anxiously: "Of course not. This is a very simple question. It's just that the young dragon is too young, so the content of the answer may not be easy to understand. Do you not understand its response?"

"Eh..." Hino frowned, carefully recalling the scene he saw just now, and muttered with difficulty: "That little blond kid, could it be me?"

"You saw a very short blond kid?" Grandma Bonnie asked. "What about the other features? Ear shape?"

Hino reluctantly replied: "Sharp..."

"That's you in Xiaolong's heart!" Grandma Bonnie announced firmly.

"I..." Hino squinted at the cub on his lap, and whispered dangerously: "It's true that I haven't grown too tall, but at least I'm several times taller than you little guy? Why am I in your mind? Only that big? Why are you so-so-bigger!"

Moreover, this little chubby cub is quite self-aware of his own body shape. Although the giant dragon in his mind is more than one foot tall, it is still a fat and ball-shaped dragon.

Doesn't this little fat dragon aspire to be fat until he grows up?

What's even more unbelievable is that, in Ilsa's heart, the fair-haired elf is not the nurturer who protects it, but the little elf who needs its protection all the time.

The gap between this and Hino's imagined answer was too great.

The elf was a little out of breath for a moment.

Where did this weak baby dragon get his confidence when he climbed up to the closet and wanted him to hold him down with his own hands!

And why is "Aang" the dragon's spell to appease the elves?

Every time he used "Aang" in exchange for Hino's happy praise, in the eyes of the cub, did it actually appease the elf?

Hino picked up the little fat dragon, held it up to his eyes and said in a deep voice, "As a cub, have you endured too much?"

"Ang?" The cub stared at the elf with a pair of purple pupils, and flicked its tail proudly.