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

Hino didn't know what the two dragons were talking about face to face on the sofa, but he could only see Beulah's expression changing from a relaxed and contented look at the beginning, to a frown of concentration in the middle, and to a dazed impatience at the end.

Ilsa probably didn't tell any secrets that revealed her identity.

Beulah, unable to understand the baby dragon, turned to Hino and asked, "Who is Grandpa Hubert?"

Sino thought for a while, then shook his head, he really didn't know who Hubert was.

Beulah immediately stood up from the sofa and said impatiently, "The baby dragon is too small to communicate."

Hino tentatively asked, "Ilsa didn't answer your question?"

"Answered, but it's like no answer. In his opinion, mother's name is mother, and he said that his mother has gone to a certain place to hunt fierce tigers, so he can't take him with her." Beulah walked to the small In front of the elf, with wide cat-like eyes, he said seriously, "There is no tiger in this world that is so fierce that the female dragon abandons her child. He should be lying, but a three-year-old dragon can't lie. I guess his mother lied to him." .”

As expected, the dragon clan has a natural deterrent power, and Xinuo somehow didn't dare to look at her pair of silver-gray pupils, and answered lightly with lowered eyes, "I don't know, when I picked it up, there was no one around. "

Beulah still stared at Hino curiously, "I heard that you rebelled against His Majesty's orders for this young dragon, don't you want him to receive combat training?"

Hino looked up at her, and replied calmly, "I just said that I don't want to force it to do anything, including combat training."

Beulah tilted his head in doubt, "Then why did you raise him? Don't you want him to fight for you?"

Hino frowned unhappily upon hearing this, "I take care of it just to make it grow up happily and healthily, and I don't want to use it for anything."

Beulah was even more puzzled, thought for a long time, and asked Hino, "Is it like... like mother?"

Hino raised his eyebrows and said, "Like a brother! I have a newborn younger sister, so I also have experience in taking care of young children. I can take good care of it. It has already regarded me as a nurturer."

Beulah suddenly snorted, and looked at the elf mockingly, "How is that possible? For our Dragon Clan, the elder brother is a competitor. If he regards you as an elder brother, he won't let you hug him so obediently."

Xinuo looked at the young dragon clapping on the sofa in surprise, and turned to Beulah and asked, "Does it regard me as its mother?"

Beulah was amused, grinned a few times, shook her head and said, "For a dragon, a biological mother is a unique existence. Our clan is very small. In this life, except for the biological mother, no one will give us unquestionable love. That love is the source of all the sense of security in the most vulnerable period of the dragon family. When we are born, we will use our nose, the tip of our tongue, our palms, our dragon horns, and everything we can perceive to know our birth mother. Therefore, Even if you picked him up right after he was born, he won't mistake you for his biological mother."

Hino showed dissatisfaction, "Ilsa is very dependent on me and trusts me."

Beulah raised the corner of her mouth, "I just asked him who you are, you know? In his eyes, you are a weak elf who needs his protection. He thinks he is using his strength in exchange for your feeding, so he treats you So trusting."

Hino didn't want to communicate too much with this eccentric female dragon, but he couldn't help being a little disappointed when he heard this, and he asked Beulah in a low voice, "So Ilsa doesn't have any feelings for me...does she? "

Beulah showed doubts, "Emotion? How can it be considered as emotion? You elves who are used to living in groups seem to need to be associated with many companions in order to live a normal life. We are different. Dragons can survive alone after the age of seven. We cannot I understand your thoughts."

Hino smiled politely, "It's difficult for different Chinese races to understand each other."

After Beulah left, the cub scurried around on the sofa, flapping its dragon wings at Hino from time to time and flicking its tail, hoping that the elf would accompany it to play hunting games.

But this time, Xinuo didn't rush to catch the cub like before, but narrowed his eyes and watched the cub viciously.

Seemingly feeling that the elf was in a bad mood, Ilsa immediately sat down obediently in the corner of the sofa, looked up at the elf with her head up and gnawed her paws, thinking about what she did wrong.

"With your own strength, in exchange for my feeding?" The elf's narrowed eyes were burning with golden flames, and he slowly approached the cub, "So, are we just an ordinary trading relationship? Yi, Er, Sa?"

"Ang!" The cub flicked its tail positively when it heard its name.

"Do you still dare to admit it?" The little elf rushed over and picked up the cub and asked viciously, "What kind of power do you use to protect me? Tell me about it. By drinking eight meals a day, the biscuits have to be softened before eating." Stubborn? Huh?"

As soon as the cub heard the biscuits and milk, a pair of purple pupils immediately stared at the elf excitedly and touched, did lunch come so early today?

The cub actively stretched its head forward, waiting for the elf to tie a bib on it.

Hiding on the balcony and watching the angry elf reprimanding the cubs from a distance, Tyron couldn't help but smile happily.

Is this little fat man finally falling out of favor?

Di Carlo gleefully approached the main hall and teased, "It may also rely on its own weight to increase your arm strength rapidly to achieve the self-defense effect of improving combat effectiveness. This is also a form of protection."

Hino put down the baby dragon, sat on the sofa and sulked.

As soon as the cub hit the ground, he jumped onto the tea table eagerly, picked up a small biscuit and gave it to Xinuo. The cub wanted to eat a soft biscuit.

"You have teeth, and you can eat hard biscuits." Today's elf is a cold elf, sitting on the sofa with his arms folded, unmoved.

Di Carlo smiled and sat beside Hino, "Isn't this little fat man your little baby from now on?"

"The thinking of the dragon clan is too hard to figure out." Hino complained, "If I'm just an exchange of benefits for Ilsa, will it still listen to me when it doesn't need me to nurse?"

"Ha——as expected, the purpose is not simple!" Di Carlo pointed at Hino and smiled, "Say, evil elf, what secret do you want to use this dragon to achieve?"

Hino joked casually, "I'm serious! I thought it at least regarded me as a family member."

Di Carlo curled his lips, not knowing how to comfort him.

Tai Lun walked in from the balcony, went to the kitchen to fetch warm milk, walked to the cub that was jumping on Shino's lap and squatted down, raised his head and smiled and said, "Xino, watch—"

Immediately afterwards, Tai Lun reached out to take the biscuit in the cub's hand, soaked it in milk, and handed it to the cub's mouth.

The cub immediately turned its fat head away in distaste, turned around and hurriedly jumped up to the short table again, took a new biscuit, and jumped to Shino's lap to be fed by the elf.

Tyron stood up, "See? If it's just a transactional relationship, this little fat man won't only eat food fed by a bad-tempered elf, nor will he just want to protect a certain elf."

Shino looked up at Tai Lun, and muttered in a low voice, "Maybe it's just that the softness of the biscuits I soaked is just right."

Tai Lun raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled, "Why are you less secure than this little fat man? Hino, you are willing to love and trust us unconditionally, and of course we will love you too. This has nothing to do with the differences between the middle races. You are the cutest elf I have ever seen."

"That's an illusion!" Hino shrank his neck, not daring to look at the future Mermaid King, and muttered softly, "I'm actually a very bad elf. I was almost expelled from the Black Forest when I was nine years old."

A biscuit soaked in milk was handed to Hino's mouth.

"Open your mouth," Tyron said.

Shino looked up at him blankly.

"Taste the taste of my biscuits." Tai Lun smiled brightly, "If you like it, you can only eat my biscuits in the future, on condition that you like me as much as you like this little fat man, because I can guarantee it 100% I like you, so, is the sense of security enough?"

Xinuo's eyes became hot, and he felt relieved that he was wrapped in the warm current. He raised his head and looked at Tai Lun, and obediently opened his mouth to bite the biscuit he handed over.

"Amazing!" Di Carlo looked at Tai Lun's behavior in shock, and couldn't help feeling, "As expected of the son of the mermaid lord Sander, the fish scales are so sweet before the fish scales are fully grown. No wonder there are rumors that half of the North Sea mermaid Girls are always dreaming of Sander, if you grow up, if you rely on this to pursue your spouse..."

Before he finished speaking, Di Carlo shrank his neck in fright from Tai Lun's dangerous gaze, and bravely teased, "I'm complimenting you, you will understand when you grow up!"

Tai Lun narrowed his long and narrow eyes, showing an evil mermaid smile, and asked Di Carlo softly, "Thank you for the compliment, then let me sing a song to express my gratitude to you, how about it?"

Di Carlo gasped, and hurriedly sat up straight and lowered his head, "I'm sorry I was wrong, mermaid, don't talk!"

Hino was so amused that he forgot the worry just now, picked up the cub and started feeding the biscuits.

Seeing that the elf finally smiled, Tai Lun breathed a sigh of relief, and got up calmly and went to the kitchen after a while.

Xinuo suddenly realized that Tai Lun would often stay in the kitchen for a long time, like this when he was at Grandma Bonnie's house. He didn't cook, and he didn't know what to do in the kitchen.

Hino couldn't help being a little curious, picked up the cub and ran to the kitchen door to have a look.

The kitchen door was ajar, and Xino saw Tai Lun standing motionless with his hands in the bucket from the crack of the door.

Is it because the temperature has been too high recently?

Xinuo heard from the attendant that he could go to the cellar to get ice cubes to cool down. Would you like to install an ice bucket for Tai Lun's bedroom?

"What are you looking at?" Noticing that the elf was standing outside the door and looking around, Tai Lun turned his head and looked outside through the crack of the door. "Do you want to use the kitchen?"

Shino immediately pushed the door open and walked in, asking Tyron if he felt too hot.

Tai Lun was slightly stunned for a moment, swallowed with some difficulty, and shook his head feebly, "It's not hot, do you want warm milk?"

Xinuo usually focused all his attention on the cubs. Now that he was observing closely, he suddenly found that Tai Lun's face was a little pale and his eyes were a little tired.

Seeming to have suddenly realized something, Hino walked quickly to the bucket, looked down carefully, and found a few pieces of sea salt that were melting at the bottom of the bucket.

He turned his head to look at Tai Lun, and asked nervously, "Did you ask them for salt to soak in water?"

"Hmm..." Tai Lun said nonchalantly, "It's uncomfortable to soak in fresh water, and enjoying salt water once in a while is like returning to the sea."

"Is it just uncomfortable?" Shino frowned and stepped forward, "Why do you look listless? Tai Lun? Will it hurt you a lot if you leave the sea for too long? I want you to tell me the truth."