Virewolf

When Mo Yan became a human for the first time, he almost tore his face with his nails.

It was a kind of fear that went deep into the bone marrow. He seemed to be burned all over his body. His throat was dry like cracked hard ground. He desperately scratched and scratched the ground with his gradually decomposed claws, and the new nails were pulled out by him. Drenched in blood, he crawled out of the wolf den with difficulty—fortunately, the female wolf changed to a more spacious cave because of the growing size of the cub, otherwise he would not only disturb the other wolves, but also get stuck in the cave himself.

He came to the river and looked at his human form reflected in the water.

He doesn't have human aesthetics, and he doesn't know that his appearance is an extremely good skin, just like the appearance reflected in Tang Fuchu's eyes at this time.Tang Fei was stunned when he first saw it. He had never seen such a good-looking young man since he was a child. Now he finally understands why the evolution wolf is so popular.

The boy curled up in the corner and gasped blankly. Although his current evolution was far less painful than the first time, he would still fall into a period of confusion every time the evolution ended.Vaguely, he seemed to be aware of his passive state—it shouldn't have been, but he thought that one day he would find a way to be active.

Tang Fuchu narrowed his eyes and stared greedily at the young man's naked body. His well-formed muscles were quite tough, but his face was too thin, and his dark eyes were slightly covered by the long black hair. Two slightly sharp canine teeth were exposed from the open mouth.This hair—it's really an eyesore, and this wolf doesn't seem to know how to take care of itself.

Tang Fuchu called him: "Hey, come here."

Mo Yan snapped back to his senses and quickly returned to the attacking state. His evolved left arm was hanging down sickly, as if broken.

Tang Fuchu's grandfather is an old doctor. Although he and his father did not inherit his old man's mantle, they are not ignorant of medicine. Now they occasionally go to the mountains to collect some medicines to sell. In the current state of Moyan, he has Faith can heal.

But whether Moyan let him touch is a problem.

Tang Fuchu had already seen the strangeness, and directly ignored the opponent's hostility: "Come over here, you must wear some clothes."

Seeing that Mo Yan didn't move, Tang Fuchu stood up and walked to the wooden cabinet, opened the cabinet door and took out two clothes and threw them on the young man. Mo Yan yelled, moved away, and lowered his head to smell the clothes— — At the moment when Tang Fuchu turned around, Mo Yan was still looking outside the door, as if he was calculating something.

Tang Fuchu couldn't bear it any longer, he strode over and took the initiative to break the safe distance with Mo Yan, he came up and grabbed Mo Yan's right arm, picked up the big mandarin jacket and put it around the other's neck, Mo Yan said "Aww " Biting his arm with a sound, Tang Fchu let him bite, frowning slightly and continued to put clothes on Mo Yan.Human teeth are relatively better, and the pain is significantly weaker by one level.It's just that Mo Yan kicked him with his legs. I don't know if he has no strength, or he is not familiar with the human body, so Mo Yan's attack seems to be disorderly.

"Open your legs." Tang Fuchu raised his hands a little, and Mo Yan bit him and raised his neck, and finally Tang Huachu shouted angrily, "Open your legs for me!"

Thin skin and tender flesh, the skin was still dead white, Tang Fchu almost reacted, if it wasn't for Mo Yan biting him, he might have hardened.

These trousers are particularly difficult to put on.

Tang Fuchu was tired, there were several teeth marks on his arms, Mo Yan seemed a little weak, and his biting force was very weak.The two sat on the ground panting and staring at each other, which was a bit ridiculous.So once again, Tang Fuchu took the initiative to stand up, "Let's go, ancestor, go eat meat."

When he reached the door, he turned his head and saw Mo Yan squatting there with four limbs still in the shape of a beast. He yelled again: "I'm eating meat! Are you coming?"

never mind!

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he was bumped hard by someone, and Mo Yan ran out from beside him. Tang Fuchu had quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed Mo Yan, grabbed him by the collar and cursed: "I've been waiting for this Do you want to run away, right? I call you uncle!"

Mo Yan's humanoid state is really useless, just like the angle and speed he calculated just now, the angle is correct, but the speed has not been reached, he feels that the human running is too slow, at this moment he drooped his face in disappointment, angry He stared at Tang Fuchu.

Tang Fuchu carried him to the back kitchen, and kicked him a few times during the process.

Mo swallowed "ah" twice, Tang Fuchu was still thinking about it, didn't he use much effort?

Tang Fuchu felt that buying such a wolf was just asking for guilt.

Those who are bitten and bumped have to eat and drink as offerings. Isn't this being a grandson? !Tang Fuchu took out half a chicken from the freezer and threw it to Mo Yan with a stinky face. He originally planned to cook the chicken well, but now that he thinks about it, what a fart!Eat it, dead wolf.

To his surprise, Mo Yan just sniffed it, and immediately opened his mouth.

wolf.

Tang Fuchu stuck at the door and leaned against the door to taunt him: "Look at you, you're dead, just chew on it, aren't you afraid I'll poison you?"

Mo Yan froze, looked up at Tang Fuchu, and started gnawing on the raw chicken again.

Tang Fuchu didn't know that he hadn't eaten for several days. He hadn't eaten before he was arrested, and after he was arrested, he didn't trust the food given to him by Fatty Six, so he insisted on not eating.Fatty Six really thought this wolf was tricky, so he wanted to sell it quickly.Now he is thinking that being poisoned to death is better than starving to death, and he doesn't want to be a starving ghost.

And, a weird sense of trust.

He subconsciously felt that Tang Fuchu would not poison him to death.

That's weird, it's a human being.He actually thought so.

Tang Fuchu was gnawing on a big white steamed bun next to him, and he sat down, not disliking the black earth, watching Mo Yan tear the chicken while chewing the steamed bun.

Half a chicken was obviously not enough to eat, but Mo Yan didn't yell. He licked his hands, thinking that he was indeed not a fool, and wolves were shrewd, able to bend and stretch. At this time, he planned to eat his stomach and wait for an opportunity to escape.

Tang Fuchu tore off half a steamed bun and threw it to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan didn't pick it up, and the steamed bun fell to the ground, stained with dirt.

Mo Yan bent his neck, stooped to sniff the steamed buns.

His puzzled face made Tang Fuchu laugh out loud.

Mo Yan didn't understand what Tang Fuchu was laughing at, he raised his head vigilantly and glanced at Tang Feichu again, then lowered his head to pick up the steamed bun.

Tang Fuchu didn't know whether wolves would eat steamed buns or not, but humans did, and he was sure that wolves that had turned into humans could also eat steamed buns.

Maybe this wolf has human blood in its bones.Tang Fuchu found it very interesting. He really wanted to know if the wolf's mother or father was a human being.

Mo Yan finally took a mouthful of the white and plump steamed buns. He was surprised by the wonderful and weird taste, and the experience was good or bad.He swallowed, and looked at Tang Fuchu dumbfounded.

Tang Fuchu didn't intend to hold back, and let out a "poof".