Fake hair balls as undercover

Andre, or Mr. Totanich, as a free and unrestrained interstellar businessman, besides being rich and loving to play, his most widely circulated lace is his romance.

His flaxen hair, handsome facial features and masculine wildness have added infinite charm to him. He is good at saying some gentle words of love while describing what he saw and heard during his travels. At the ball, Totanić has always been the focus of the public.

After landing in the columns of various entertainment newspapers, Totanić's autobiography is also the ultimate goal of the publisher.

However, Totanić has never written a legendary autobiography, but has written good wishes about love, hoping that there will be less disputes and interests in this world, and more pure and beautiful emotions.

Now, his wish has achieved a big leap forward, the biggest protagonist who is often immersed in the black market and intrigues with various businessmen, finally put down the butcher knife as he wished, unfortunately, Dre did not go to the vast space, but came to him mansion.

"Uncle, in fact, books and everything are just theories. You see, I haven't entered the breeding season yet. When I fall in love, I just show off the love stories heard and heard. Therefore, I may not be able to bear the honorable title of 'teacher'." The little lion Trying to use sincere words to persuade this cruel dark emperor, hoping that he can find a wise man who is more suitable for guiding the direction—for example, the kind of Du Bo III.

"What I lack is theory." Dre glanced at him, and found a comfortable sofa in the study to sit down, put his hands on his knees casually, and said seriously: "If you feel sudden, I can give you An hour of prep time."

One hour!It was such a magnanimous preparation time that it made Andre cry aloud. He paid the price for his book. God knows he just agreed to the publisher casually to play a nostalgic and retro publishing. A lot of things in it are nonsense!

"Then can I ask who the other party is?" Andre, who entered the state of "teacher" panic, finally took a brave step to overcome the doubts in his heart!

"No."

"Cough." Andre was not surprised by such an answer, after all, he knew Dre like his own fluff.Uncle likes plush animals, so Andre deduced that the fierce beast that could lure Dre to take the risk to be sold must have fluffy fur!

"Then what kind of beast is he?"

Dre was very dissatisfied with Andre's attitude, and said indifferently: "This has nothing to do with you. You just need to teach me what you know."

Seeing that the relationship between uncle and nephew was about to be destroyed, Dre added with Andre's aggrieved expression: "I will introduce you to each other when I have a chance. The class starts now."

Andre suppressed the grief in his heart, and said: "Tell me first, where you have progressed, otherwise, I can't decide where to start."

He doesn't dare to be a dog-headed military adviser casually. If he messes up, the fluff all over his body will be lost. The uncle likes the fluffy look of the little lion, but in the face of love, how fragile is the affection of the uncle and nephew. A grown lion, Of course, it is impossible to please the prince like Marilyn.

Even though Andre seldom changed into animal form, he secretly made up his mind to do his best so that he wouldn't sleep cold at night.

Dre, who was sitting on the sofa, looked up at him slightly, but in Andre's eyes, this look scared the hairs on his back.If he was in animal form, he would definitely lie on the ground in fear.

"To the extent that you can touch it."

Andre: ...

If it is not a virtual lover, being able to touch it in reality is not a progress worth showing off.

He asked, "Can you be more specific?"

Drey looked at him silently.Andre swore that if it wasn't because this was his uncle, he would definitely come up with all kinds of bad ideas to get on the bus first and then buy the ticket as a perfunctory way, but facing Dre, Andre didn't dare to commit suicide easily.

"You just pretend to start from scratch."

Drey felt that his relationship with Al was not as good as that between Noka and Al.

Obviously they are all the same kind of dragon, but because of their size, they receive completely different treatment. The cubs can arouse Al's sympathy very well, and even get the chance to share the same bed.

He missed the drop-shaped big cradle placed in the night rose, and even more missed his time when Al was gentle.

Andre looked at the expression on his uncle's face lost in memory, and could only silently think about what this weird relationship was, whether it was his uncle who was abandoned, or whether the uncle had abandoned the other party and suddenly realized.

Anyway, he absolutely doesn't believe in the ordinary love at first sight of a passer-by from scratch.

As an experienced and thoughtful little lion, Andre said wisely: "Then, you should find a common topic with him, often appear in his life, and develop his habit. Wait until he is willing to take the initiative to reply you , When you are mentioned, we will proceed to the next step."

This simple matter is enough for Dre to be busy for two or three days. Even if the other party has him in his heart, it can probably give Andre half a day of free time to start the remote help mode.

However, while he was waiting for Dre to show mercy and let him back down, his uncle looked over with deep eyes, "I've already found a common topic."

Andre's ears were pricked up, and he looked at him in surprise.

"Unfortunately, he doesn't want to reply to my message again."

"Uncle, what did you talk to him about?"

"His father." Dre showed the information in the communicator in front of Andre, "His father is a very gentle person, and occupies a very high position in his heart. It can be said that probably no one able to surpass."

Because, the only one who can make Al willingly give his tail to caress at will is the Joe who raised him.He said: "However, after my message, he never replied."

The few communication records on the screen were so concise that Andre frowned, there was no special information, and there were no annoying words.However, after a certain sentence was segmented, no matter what message Del Rey sent again, there was no response.

Andre said: "Try again today, just bring up a common topic, don't talk about his father anymore."

It's just a tentative suggestion, and even he can't guarantee it will work.

But he couldn't say the disappointing words "I don't know" under Dre's expectant gaze, because he still wanted to have a full mane the next time he took Marilyn to play!

——The weather is fine today, Nuoka misses you a little bit.

Al was woken up.During the interstellar travel, he didn't have a strict biological clock that stipulated when he had to rest and when he had to wake up. Tumenti could not fall asleep for a long time and still maintain abundant energy.

But he was still lazily lying in the cradle, pawing out the projection of the communicator.

The clear text on the screen is handwritten, which is the cursive script of the universal interstellar language, printed on white bordered letterhead, and sent it as a picture message.Only people who were bored wrote on letterhead, and Al happened to know someone like that.

As always, the inscription "D" is kept, but the content has a chatty tone.

Al stared at Noka's name in a daze, and the short time as an elder made him miss Joe even more.I don’t know if Nuoka is doing well with Drey’s friends, whether the time imprint has been lifted now, and whether there is anything else he likes to eat besides Xiangguo.

He sighed suddenly, raised his paw and replied, "Is Nuoka better?"

——No, he misses you.

Al flicked his tail, and jumped out of the cradle annoyed.He still remembered Noka's whining reluctance, but because of Noka's lethargy, he had to send this cute cub to Drey.

He didn't bother to care about Drey's reply, and asked again: "Is Noka's lethargy better?"

——Very good, very energetic.

Noka's ability to get rid of the state of falling into a deep sleep at any time has already made Ayer feel much better, and his reply became extremely fast, "When I find Ayrin, can I come and see him?"

--certainly.Noka has always liked you.

Al raised his paw, wanting to ask more about Noka, but didn't know how to speak.

The relationship between him and Drey can't be said to be close, nor can it be said to be unfamiliar. Even he himself has not figured it out clearly. To Noka, Dre, who is of the same family, is nothing to him.

"Al!" Moss called from the cabin doorbell, "Dinner."

Al slapped the send button hard, sent the message, then quickly jumped off the end of the bed, turned into a human form and walked out.

Dre, who was in the study, had never felt so troubled. He looked at Al's question and didn't even know how to answer it better.

Al, want to see Noka.

However, Noka's deity is already sitting here alive and kicking, and it will be more troublesome to use the imprint to return to the cub state.

He thought for a while, and clicked on various stored recordings.

In the quiet study room, Dre listened to countless "whoosh" sounds, and finally chose a cuter audio and sent it over.

Andre stared at Drey in surprise. If he heard correctly, those voices should belong to a dragon cub who is less than 30 years old!

"Uncle, whose voice is this!" Andre's voice was distorted with fear. Of course, he remembered Drey who personally participated in the auction, and also remembered how the dark cub expressed to him with a pair of deep eyes. Disdainful!

However, he felt that Dre wouldn't use his child's voice to show off his cuteness without a bottom line. It's more likely that there is another young dragon in the world!

That kind of helpless eyes fell on Andre again. Drey couldn't understand his panic. He was a lion who had seen big scenes, been in love and given tutorials. Like a beast.

Drey frowned, and replied with a serious face: "Mine."